The emotions, the shame, and the dreadful feeling of being utterly powerless. It all mixed together into an ugly cocktail of frustration that shot down the throat like a venomous poison. That was what I had felt in all the times that Aaron and I was together. Aaron, my mate, with those golden eyes and that smart mouth that left me panting in bed. Aaron, the man who had burned my soul till there was nothing left of it but tiny smithereens. Aaron, the man who had made me feel so little despite all of my selfless devotion to him. Aaron, the man who had watched his entire family keep humiliating me over and over again all because I lived him. Aaron, my mate who had chosen another woman over me because I was a nobody. Aaron, the man who had admitted to using me all through our seven long months of humiliating relationship for me. He had belittled me alongside his family. He had cheated on me and even rejected me as his mate. But I was Savannah Oaud, the hidden heiress to the glorious Oaud Empire and I was not to be taken for granted. Everyone would bow at my return and worship the ground I would walk on, even my mate, Aaron. And now he was back with that pleading remorseful look in his eyes and a most insane proposal. "I am in love with you, Savannah. I want you to be mine again." I had thrown my head back and laughed evilly even when my heart still ached for him and my body desperately yearned for him. They say that you will never know the value of what you have until you actually lose it. He knew who I was now and he wanted another chance. But the big question was, would he get that chance?