His personal séx sláve

**Emily’s POV**

I regained composure and heaved a breath.

'Nothing suspicious,' said Ariel.

I smiled with a nod. I was still frightened about the past event. Try as I might to forget all that happened, I couldn't.

Again, staying in large gatherings frightens the fúck out of me. But I wasn't in a large gathering at the moment. I didn't know why I was uneasy.

Perhaps, it was the eyes of the women on me that made me feel that way.

I nodded in greeting as I passed by three women, but none responded.

Instead, I was rewarded with a shrug, glares, and some mumblings amongst them.

Dismissing them, I turned away and walked towards a pretty girl sitting alone in the corner of the room.

"Hello."

“Hi,” She greeted me with a smile, discarding the book she held earlier.

“You must be, Mary?”

“I am, Mary.” She responded. She stood to her feet, dusting her hand on the chiffon knee-length, A-shaped dress she donned. "May I ask what for?”

“I was asked to come to meet you, I am Emily.” At the