Jessica

Rachael's POV

Being the mate of all four sons of the Alpha did have its perks, but sadly, it didn't include not having to wash my clothes or the clothes of my seniors.

I sat in the laundry room with my bucket in front of me and a pile of clothes by the side which I had to wash as fast as I could so I could leave there.

I only have three slave gowns, as my only property in my wardrobe.. so the pile belonged to the seniors.

Several maids were there too. Most were almost already done with their clothes whilst a few were still about to begin, just like me.

I picked up a dress and tossed it into the bucket and then I began to scrub as hard as I could. It was a technique that helped me wash the clothes faster without getting discouraged; taking them one after the other instead of putting a lot into the bucket at once. The more the dresses looked into my eyes, the more I got discouraged.

I got done with the first and began to wash the second finally getting the hang of it. It wasn't annoying