Chapter 34:
Makenna’s POV:
I wrapped myself tightly in my tattered clothes and stumbled back to my house.
Scared of being caught, I slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside. Exhausted, I collapsed against it and slid down to the floor. I clutched my knees, and tears began to flow down my cheeks uncontrollably.
Why me?
Why must I constantly face such hardships?
Bryan singled me out. Kristina despised me. I was shunned by the other sex slaves. And now, Dominic had set his sights on me.
It had been only a few short days since my arrival at this place, but I already found myself in this dreadful predicament.
Overcome with fear and feeling utterly helpless, I couldn’t stop my tears from flowing.
I didn’t deserve this kind of existence.
I buried my face in my hands, and tears dripped through my fingers. Memories of my arrival here haunted me—the betrayal by Frank and Jessica, along with my deceitful stepmother and my indifferent father.
Had it not been for them, my life wouldn’t have turned out this way.
I clenched my jaw. A fierce anger ignited within me, and my sadness was quickly replaced.
No! I must persevere. I must see them face consequences. I couldn’t just give up now.
With that resolve, I wiped my eyes, pushed myself off the floor, and gradually rose to my feet. With heavy, numb legs, I made my way to the bathroom, step by step.
After struggling to clean myself up, I finally felt a wave of relief wash over me. As I dried my hair with a towel, I headed toward the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water.
Then, something on the coffee table in the living room caught my eye.
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I walked over to it, intrigued. To my surprise, there was a note and a box of ointment for wounds.
Who could have left these? Curious, I picked up the note. Instantly, my face drained of color.
The writing on the note was bold and imposing. “I enjoyed last night. I’ll be back.”
As I read the note, I began to shake uncontrollably. The paper felt light at first but grew unbearably heavy in an instant and slipped through my fingers.
Bryan Reeves! It was him again.
Flashes of the previous night tormented me. He drained all my energy, and my private part still hurt.
A cold sweat broke out on my back at the mere thought of him. Holding the ointment felt like holding a piece of burning coal.
I forced myself to stay calm.
With closed eyes, I took a deep breath and clenched my fists. I reminded myself that as long as I was breathing, there was still hope. I wouldn’t be crushed by this.
Though the ointment from Bryan repulsed me, I didn’t throw it away. Instead, I applied it cautiously to my wounds—those inflicted by Kristina and her followers, the bruises from Bryan, and my aching private part.
No matter what, I refused to let those villains harm me further.
Exhausted from the entire ordeal, I eventually finished everything and succumbed to sleep.
Today’s events were just the start. I knew I’d face numerous dangers in the days ahead, so preserving my strength was crucial to confront these future challenges.
True to my expectations, the very next morning, as soon as I stepped into the training room, a squad of soldiers burst in and encircled me.
“Makenna Dunn, right? The king wants to see you. Come with us.”
