20. Little Slut

Anya's POV

After getting the hang of their schedule, I got up early today, and I'm glad that I finally got a proper sleep since I got here. Not meeting Andrei all through yesterday had made my day much better. Of course, there was that scene with Ariana; that was no new thing, and it didn’t come with an ache of having your mate hate you.

The kitchen was empty, but I could see the signs that it had been used this morning as I took some eggs and juice from the fridge.

I make a breakfast of scrambled eggs and downed my juice before I stand up and leave.

“Lady Anya,” someone called as I walked out of the kitchen, and I turned to face the person who had called me. It was a petite lady with a massive smile on her face whom I hadn't seen before; I was surprised she knew my name because I hadn't interacted with anyone apart from the brothers, Ariana, and her minions.

She stopped walking when she was a few steps away from me, her smile still on her face; it was awkward since I didn't know what