Chapter 41 The Hunting Game

• Lorena POV
• I could barely breath in the tight pants and turtleneck that I was forced to wear. I was in the dressing room with other concubines with their maid servants. While they all showed their excitement about the noble consort event, I was pretty upset about wearing an outfit that choked the life out of me.
• ‘’ who the fuck picked this outfit?’’ I asked miss donna not realizing that I had said it out loud. The room suddenly grew silent and all eyes turned towards me. amongst the slaves, it was Danielle who walked towards me with a smirk on her face. ‘’what the hell are you complaining about?’’ she folded her arms as she stood in front of me. I stared at her from her legs up to her face. If my outfit was tight then Danielle’s own was tighter and her boobs were literally spilling out of the crop top she wore. Her thighs were too thick that the tight pant she wore showed her curvy she was. For a moment, I was jealous of her because I knew that Fenrir probably liked her because of her body. ‘’I wonder why they even brought you here when you are nothing but a murderer,’’ she accused.