Docile

This was the most infuriating book I've read in a long long time. I finished it months ago but I was to insulted to write anything about it. I'm fully aware I probably had the wrong expectations going in, but oh my god, this story is supposed to be about someone basically forced into slavery and after spending about one (1) minute contemplating the horror of it, and vaguely portraying the kind of society that made that happen, the protagonist falls in love with his captor. The book is then only interested in crafting an elaborate redemption arc for the rich asshole who's directly profiting from the slave trade in the first place, so that he and the protagonist can have their “happy ending”. All of this instead of meaningfully addressing any of the trauma, just a bunch of handwaving around the word “rape”. I read the whole thing hoping for some sort of twist or explanation, but nope. I can't believe I paid money for this.