She looks terrible. Is she standing in front of everyone with this appearance?

Shaking her head, she entered the bathroom. The moment the warm water hit her, running down her naked body, warming the numbing sensation, she felt her tense muscles loosen.


At first, her bruises itch and ache under the warm water, but after a few minutes, all she feels is warmth.

Fanny took a deep breath as her body limped. Lifting her face to the spray, she let the water pour down around her. It was a comforting feeling as she reached up, squeezed some shampoo in her palm, and began massaging it through her dirty hair.

Bathing her body, she hoped that she still had enough time to get dressed. Fanny stepped out of the bathroom with wobbly legs and grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf.


She quickly dried herself off and went to stand in front of the mirror. Yes, she looks much better.

Her bruises don't appear so terrible. Her face was still pale but she didn't look as dangerous as before.


Instead, her cheeks were rosy from the warm water and her deep brown eyes shone brightly.

Opening the door and looking outside, she saw that Andy wasn't there. So stepping out, Fanny walked over to the closet. She was surprised to find a lot of clothes there but not all of them were black. She chose a pair of black lace panties and a black dress. Sliding her underwear on, she was surprised that they fit her perfectly. The dress was very simple, and when she put it on, it came down to mid-thigh. It fits her like a glove, showing off her delicate little curves.

By the time she walked into the black apartment she found, Fanny began to wonder if they would buy all these clothes for her. Again, they were exactly her size, it was a strange coincidence. Going to the bathroom, she opened a few drawers, looking for a hairbrush. When she finally found it, she combed her messy, tangled hair until it was smooth, black, and shiny normally.

—

As Fanny followed Andy down the stairs, she finally had a chance to observe the mansion since her arrival. It had the highest ceiling she had ever seen, decorated with beautiful tiles. As they descended the spiral staircase, she noticed another stairway to the right. The two lead up to the second floor and meet in the middle in the style of a royal staircase.

Gripping the wooden railing, she felt how smooth it was under her hand. Large mansion, with sparkling white marble. Fanny looked up and noticed a large vintage-style crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, decorated with hundreds of teardrop crystals. It evokes a very classic, elegant feel.

Andy led her through a large set of double doors, which revealed a huge but beautiful dining room with a huge and very long table.

Fanny was sure that a minimum of twenty people could easily sit around it, but as they stepped closer, it seemed to seat only seven, Vengo at the head of the table with three slots on either side of him.

She sits between Andy and a beautiful woman who is introduced as Vengo's wife Audrey. She was so elegant with her diamond earrings and necklace that Fanny immediately felt she was extremely out of date.

But the woman wasn't just attractive, she immediately put Fanny at ease as she kissed both of Fanny's cheeks to say hello and thank Fanny for taking care of Michel.

"We're all very grateful for what you've done."

Fanny blushed deeply and just nodded at her, not knowing what to say.

However, Audrey doesn't seem to be the only beauty on the table.

The woman sitting across from Fanny, who she guessed was Carlos's wife because she was right next to him was a complete knock-out.

She is gorgeous with her long black hair and almond-shaped eyes.

Vengo introduces her as Gwen and while the girl is lavishly dressed as Audrey, with a corset dress and sapphire bracelet, Gwen says nothing else to Fanny other than a brief hello.

As dinner continued, Fanny couldn't help but focus on the trays that were constantly being carried in and out by the two maids.

In stark contrast to the usual sandwich she had for lunch or the occasional fruit snack, she was baffled by the dishes offered to her.

No, she's not used to this.

In contrast, Fanny and her father can only buy a simple meal for dinner like soup or salad.

But here? It seems that some of the dishes served were a normal occurrence.

—

Back in her room, Fanny couldn't believe she'd have a full day to herself tomorrow. Go to the side of the bed and sit on it, lifting the mattress a little under her weight, she knows exactly what she needs right now. The blanket is silky soft under her hands and all she wants to do is sleep.

Her body felt weak and fatigue obscured her vision. When she yawned, she slowly stretched out onto the bed, then snuggled deeper into the soft mattress and blanket until her body warmed up. Feeling warm and comfortable, her eyes slowly closed.

The next time she woke up, Fanny felt disoriented because when she looked at the clock it said seven o'clock.

Is it morning already? Climbing out of bed, she quickly went to the window and saw that it was pitch black outside.

Frowning, she decided to go to the bathroom and shower first. So, after quickly washing her face, brushing her teeth, and combing her hair, she slowly opens the door just in time to see Christian leave the room across from her.

"Did you sleep well? I was worried because you slept all day but everyone said let you sleep."

"Have I slept all day?"

Christian smiles at her sympathetically, the expression on his face somewhat pitiful.

"I guess you need sleep."

She didn't know how to respond, so instead, she just glanced down and nodded slightly.

"Anyway, Michel has been transferred here. It's good that you're sober so you can go check on him. I need a break." He chuckles and walks down the hallway, telling her she can find him at the end of the east wing if she needs his help.