Become a true slave.

*POV Jenny.

I didn't expect that damn Charles would enslave me. It feels terrible to go from a hunter to a slave

of prey. It was an insult to me. But I couldn't resist. This is the only way I can survive and get out of here.

Lost in thought, I didn't notice that the woman in front of me had stopped abruptly. I crashed into her back, and the suit in my hand fell to the ground. It is the servant uniform I received this morning.

"Damn it! Don't you have eyes?" The woman's gruff voice resounded. She turned to look at me with angry eyes.

Through Serena, I know her name is Ashe, who manages the enslaved people here. She is only thirty years old, but due to her hard work from a young age, she looks fifty years old. Her face was haggard, and her high cheekbones added to her stern and fierce look.

I originally wanted to apologize to her, but her attitude made me highly uncomfortable. When

she came to see me in the infirmary in the morning, her attitude was not good; she seemed to hate me when I