Trouble

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Brianna POV My eyes were swollen from all the crying, but I had to stand up and finish what was ahead of me before Damien would come find me. I couldn't afford to have him give me another punishment when I wasn't done with this one. I switched on the tap on the washing basin and started washing up some plates. The more I washed, the more it felt like the chores were increasing. The maids didn't stop their annoying act. They kept on spoiling the clean ones, just to add more to the ones I hadn't taken care of yet. It was frustrating, but I had no choice. Damien had ordered them to give me all the work and I couldn't say anything about it. “You should learn to stand for yourself every so often. We can't have these lowly maids doing what they want to us” Layla growled in my head. “Let it

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