Chapter 29:
Makenna’s POV
I had been on guard, ready for anything. So, without a second thought, I grabbed Alice’s hand and shoved her away.
Alice gasped. I straightened up, fixing her with a cold stare.
“Whether I slept with the prince or not is none of your business. Are you bitter because you can’t even get close enough to talk to them?”
Alice’s temper flared, and she snapped back, “You’d better stop flaunting yourself! Prince Clayton kicked you out. Who do you think you are, looking down on me?”
With that, she lost her grip on reality and lunged at me, grabbing my collar. “You wretch! Let’s see how—”
Her words faltered as she let go of my collar, her eyes wide with shock. She stared at my neck, speechless.
“Y-your neck… HOW is this even possible?”
My blouse’s zipper had been ripped open, revealing the kiss marks Bryan had left the night before.
Alice’s eyes widened as she gaped at those marks, her head shaking in disbelief. “No, this can’t be…”
I shrugged her off, zipped up my blouse, and glared at her. “Finished?”
“I can’t believe it! Those marks have to be fake. You faked them.” Alice’s voice dripped with jealousy as she spat out her words.
I scoffed, my tone biting, “Maybe you should focus on how to charm the princes and get into their beds instead of obsessing over whether these marks are real.”
Although I never expected to catch the princes’ attention, I wasn’t about to let that stop me from using the truth to shut up these troublemakers.
After all, their anger was misplaced. They’d do better to focus on winning the princes’ favor instead of wasting their energy on me.
“You!” Alice was at a loss for words, her face turning crimson. She shot me a glare, but she couldn’t muster a comeback.
The other women in the room, though green with envy, couldn’t say a word against me. Instead, they turned on Alice, mocking her.
“Alice, are you jealous? Anyone with half an eye can see those marks are the real deal.”
“She’s jealous.”
“No doubt! I almost fell for her nonsense.”
Alice was seething, her face contorted with rage. Suddenly, a familiar stern voice cut through the air. “Enough with the yelling! It’s time for class. Find your seats and sit down!”
Everyone froze. A second later, Hayley walked into the training room, frowning.
The sex slaves scattered, hurrying back to their seats.
Alice had no choice but to swallow her jealousy and anger. She shot me one last venomous look and hissed, “I can’t wait to see you get dumped.” Then she stormed off to her seat.
I ignored her, my expression as cold as ever.
For those women, being chosen by the princes was a badge of honor. Once they were discarded, they believed they were worthless. But I didn’t see it that way.
To me, freedom was far more precious than being reduced to a breeding machine. If sleeping with the princes meant I’d be trapped here even longer, I wanted no part of it.
But now that things had reached this point, I could only play along and bide my time.
As I thought about it, my hand drifted to the marks on my neck. I sighed, hoping Bryan wouldn’t kill me before I found a way to escape.
The training resumed as planned.
This class was far less humiliating than the first. It was mostly about memorizing the princes’ likes, dislikes, and how to please them properly.
Compared to the last session, I paid close attention this time. This knowledge might come in handy. Maybe, just maybe, it could help me escape someday.
Time flew by, and before I knew it, class was over.
Night had fallen. I gathered my things and prepared to leave the training room. The other sex slaves whispered and pointed at me, but I ignored them. All I wanted was to get back to my quarters and rest.
Last night’s madness had drained me; I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.
However, trouble did not intend to let me go.
As I dragged my weary feet toward my villa, a haughty voice suddenly called out, “Stop right there, Makenna Dunn!”
That voice sent a chill down my spine. I stopped in my tracks and took a step back as I saw the woman in front of me.
“Kristina…”
Looking at the angry faces of Kristina and her entourage, a sense of dread settled over me.
This was not going to end well.
