I am all for complicated stories and multi-layered plots. But some writers confuse a complicated plot with side stories about the secondary characters. I feel that this book is one of those "confused books".
I like Jonathan much better than Victoria, but nothing was spetacular about either one of them. Jonathan is the typical supposedly tortured hero who, quite honestly, did not seem all that tortured to me. But at least he had characters. Victoria is a wet blanket. On my annoying heroine ranking, a web blanet is only second to a shrew. I appreciate that she was a recluse and has had little contact to the world. I do not mind that. But I don't see why anyone would fall in love with her.
I feel that there is not much more to say about this book. I do not dislike the characters intensely. But the plots, the characters, the relationship, the chemistry, the land problems, the turmoil in Scotland or the intricacies of the ton, the irrelevant his parents and her parents and all the sisters and their future lovers in subsequent books in the series.....nothing held my interest. I was rather, uninspired.