78. My Place

AMANISA’S POV

“What is the problem??”

I couldn't bring myself to respond. I stared at the older woman with something I could call pure hate. She was his mother and she was forcing me to face her and the woman I wish to kill mercilessly. I should have been left alone. They should have excluded me from their plans but here I was in Sophie’s chamber, picking shits for Violet for the ritual that was supposed to begin in less than thirty hours.

Violet was also in the same space as me and I detested that fact. Her face and scent reminded me of the disgusting smell of her arousal mixed with Kovan’s ejaculation. I hated all of them. Yet I cried all night. I detest them all yet they have brought me here and there was nothing I could do about it… Except for direct disrespect but that wasn't part of the plan…

Acting along was part of the plan though and if Sophie had noticed that something was wrong, then I had failed. Or was I just failing? In all ramifications…

“Nothing, your Grace… All is wel