Lorena POV
I could barely breath in the tight pants and turtleneck that I was forced to wear. I was in the dressing room with other concubines with their maid servants. While they all showed their excitement about the noble consort event, I was pretty upset about wearing an outfit that choked the life out of me.
‘’ who the f**k picked this outfit?’’ I asked miss donna not realizing that I had said it out loud. The room suddenly grew silent and all eyes turned towards me. amongst the slaves, it was Danielle who walked towards me with a smirk on her face. ‘’what the hell are you complaining about?’’ she folded her arms as she stood in front of me. I stared at her from her legs up to her face. If my outfit was tight then Danielle’s own was tighter and her boobs were literally spilling out
