Chapter 13 His Smile

• YRENE'S POV
• Why were the brothers intent on ruining me? Wasn't being a slave to them enough? Why was he talking to Francesca. He had no business whatsoever with her. It couldn't be he was telling her of the contract, could it?
• With wobbly legs, I started to make my way across the grounds towards them. I walked as fast as my body would let me. Already, I began to sweat as almost all my body parts began to work. My thighs were hitting each other fiercely with flesh, and my upper arms were flabbing, so we're my cheeks which seemed to dance on my face, and my heart which seemed to have moved to my throat.