Jenny's POV
I woke up in a large comfortable bed that smelled of him. I inhaled his calming scent then stretched. I could feel the soreness in my body and the memory of what happened came crashing back. I felt so ashamed, it was just like before. I was terrified he would try to humiliate me. I promised myself I would never put myself in a situation like that again and yet I willingly walked into his trap. I felt so ashamed. I really was a w***e just like everyone used to tell me. I started crying and couldn't stop. I let out years of pain and shame that I had carried around. When I had nothing left I eventually fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of a knock at the door. I clutched the covers to myself and curled in a ball. The door opened and Vadik walked in. I cringed and ducked my head in shame. He sets down a tray of food and starts barking orders. I jump at the harshness in his voice. He tells me to eat and then shower and dress. He points to a closet and says I have clothes in there. I am to be ready in one hour to meet the rest of the family. I meekly nod my head and look back down. He sighs and grumbles that I shouldn't expect to get breakfast in bed then slams the door as he leaves.
I try to eat my food but immediately have to run to the bathroom and start retching. When my stomach settles again I rinse my mouth and turn on the shower. The hot water soothes my sore body. I just let the water pour over me washing away some of my shame. I get out and dress myself. The clothes in my closet are all beautiful designer clothes. I've never owned anything like this before. Why would anyone spend this much money on the hired help, unless they were a mistress. Just what exactly was my job description. I dress and style my hair and makeup simply then I paste on a smile and walk out of the room preparing myself for the loathing and accusations of his family. I catch my breath when I realize I'm on the third floor of a magnificent house. It's decorated with Victorian antiques and looks like something out of a story book. I see a group of about ten people staring up at me expectantly. I'm nervous but keep up my forced smile and walk down the stairs not knowing what to expect. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.