SAMANTHA
As I left, all the other sex slaves began to cast envious and resentful glances my way. I could feel their eyes on my back. Their whispers followed me down the corridor.
"She thinks she is special now."
"The king gave her a villa. A villa!"
"It should have been me."
"I would know how to please the princes."
"I hope she fails. I hope they discard her."
"One day, her evil ass will be exposed. All the things she's doing in secret will come out in the open."
I ignored them. Their envy meant nothing. They did not know what waited for me. They did not know the terror that lived inside my chest.
What if I was summoned to a villa to serve a poisonous snake? Or to be swallowed by a were-lion?
The servant led me through the palace and after sometime, we arrived at a building I had never seen before. It was separate from the main palace.
