Chapter Eighty-Seven

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN

*Everyone is watching us? *

She swallowed thickly, bracing herself for what was to come. She resigned to her fate.

Let's get this over and done with already.

She drew in several deep breaths and let them all out. Meanwhile, the crowd continued to cheer her massively.

Charles mounted his stallion gracefully beside her. He wore khaki pants and a body-hugged ash-coloured T-shirt with buckled straps fastened around his upper body.

"Relax Janice and listen attentively. For first-timers, we will take it slow, Alright?" he said nicely, cocking his head at her.

She gulped and nodded slowly.

The fuck understands a damn thing!

She just want to go back to her room and pretend this day never existed!

She forced an elegant smile at him.

"Aye," she said faintly.

He nodded.

"Good. Now we take a stroll with the Filly. You must be gentle with her because apparently she's still very young and it's kind of her first time too. Do you understand?"

She nodded. "How do