Freya’s pov
Everyone gasped.
“I hope you all get it now.”
“Yes, Master,” voices whispered, shakily.
“Yes, Master,” Lila echoed louder.
His gaze roamed again, drifting over the girls until it landed… on me. He smiled differently then. Slower and more Intentional.
He then waved to Lila who came to him as he whispered something into her ears before walking out.
The tent flap fell shut.
With him gone, we all breathed safely.
Lila sighed and came to me.
Her eyes were heavy, pity mixed with tiredness. She walked close, her voice low. “It’s time.”
I blinked at her. “Time for what?”
“For you to meet your first client.”
My heart slammed into my ribs. “Client?” I shook my head fast. “No. No, I’m not doing that. I can’t…”
She grabbed my arm, firmly. “Listen to me, Freya. If the client
