Chapter four

As ordered, I’ve scrubbed, shaved and primped every inch of my body. I have no idea why this is even necessary, whoever comes to claim me is ordered by the Goddess herself to desire me, I could look like a yeti and he’d still want to put his mark on me. Stepping out of the steamy shower room, I walk across the hall into my old bedroom that now has my mother’s exercise bike, a treadmill that has clothes hanging over it like a makeshift clothes dryer and some weights placed in a row by the wall that have a distinctly thick level of dust on them. ‘Sooo the new home gym looks like it’s really paying off’ I comment drolly as I stalk toward the vanity that was allowed to stay and drop onto the matching stool.