nIm not the hero in this story, girl. Youd do best to remember that. Once upon a time, I was an eighteen year old psychology student. Now, Im a mans property. Stolen and sold, Ive been decorated in bruises since the day my world changed two years ago. I suffer in silence, I crave freedom, but I never break. I cant. Until he arrives. Elder Prest, the only man to look at me and see me. The only man more ruthless than my owner. He wants me for reasons I dont understand. He claims me for one night then leaves and never looks back. Until he returns. And life becomes much more complicated.