This was a cheesy and predictable 80s romance novel with rapey overtones. The story felt a little Jane Eye and a lot Victoria Holt. Perhaps my familiarity with both helped me guess all the twists, but I think it had more to do with heavy heavyhanded foreshadowing and a derivative plot. Samma wasn't a bad character, although she was ridiculously indecisive and impulsive. Roche, despite his rapey-ness and his own constant changing actions vs what he said, was pretty hot, as were their sexy scenes.
The whole book could have been even shorter had either of them ever communicated properly. On the other hand, this book helped me get through an 8 hour plane ride and overall enjoy it, so I guess it served its purpose.