?Chapter 649:


    “Everything seems to have changed since Evelyn came into the picture,” I murmured, my words barely more than a whisper, but the weight of them hung in the air between us, thick with unspoken fears.


    Makenna’s POV:


    That night, Iy in bed, unable to find any peace.


    Tonight was the night Leonardo had set aside for the three princes to sleep with the sex ves. I waited for an answer—would the princes really go through with it?


    Just the thought twisted my heart, as though it were being crushed by an unseen hand, the pressure so tight I could hardly breathe.


    The night stretched on, and I felt like I was drowning, submerged in a sea of darkness, each breath heavier than thest, the weight of it all threatening to pull me underpletely.


    Atst, dawn broke, its light piercing through the gloom and stinging my tired eyes.


    Despite the exhaustion dragging at me, I had no choice but to attend my training this morning. I dragged myself out of bed and made my way to the training room, arriving early.


    The room was empty, the silence pressing in as I sank into a corner, my gaze unfocused, lost in thought. Time ticked by, and eventually, the other sex ves began to filter in.


    Two of them—a blonde and a ck-haired woman—entered the room, surrounded by others, their beauty almost blinding and their faces alight with smug satisfaction. They walked in like they owned the ce, like they had conquered the world itself.


    As soon as they stepped inside, one of the sex ves could hardly contain her curiosity. She leaned toward the two in the center and asked, “So, what happenedst night? Were the princes as good as they say?”


    The blonde smirked, her lips curling into a smile that was part pride, part bashfulness. She tossed her long golden locks and answered coyly, “The prince was… very eager. He couldn’t get enough of me, going again and again.”


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    She covered her face with her hand, as though still caught up in the memory of the night’s pleasures.


    “Wow!” The room exploded with excitement at her words.


    One of the sex ves, her face painted with envy, spoke with longing in her voice. “Really? I wish I could have been with the princes. Maybe next time I’ll be chosen.”


    Sitting in the corner, I felt my stomach churn. A wave of bitterness flooded me, threatening to pull me under, just like the waves crashing in the stormy sea.


    Then another voice broke through, augh dripping with confidence. The ck-haired sex ve, her lips painted a striking red, spoke. “Miss Nixon promised all of us a chance to serve the princes. So you’ll get your turn soon, everyone. All we have to do isplete our training and give the princes children.”


    “That’s fantastic! I’m hoping the princes will choose me shortly.”


    Several others chimed in, their voices rising together like an obnoxious chorus of crows.


    Their words struck me like a lightning bolt.


    Did the princes really sleep with these women? My head spun, my thoughts fractured, as if the ground were slipping out from under me.


    “Hey!” Suddenly, a hand mmed down on my desk with such force it jolted me back to the present. My heart raced as I looked up, meeting the sharp, challenging gazes of the blonde and ck-haired sex ves.


    The one with ck hair sneered, a smug smile twisting her lips. “Makenna, you’re not the only one who’s been with the princes anymore. Since you’ve fallen from grace, it won’t be long before we take your ce. I wonder how long you’ll hold on to that sense of superiority.”


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