Sanaya’s P.O.V:

“What’s a Scribt?”

I’ve never heard the word before, but I knew it couldn’t be anything good. And by the way Mary was looking at the floor; I knew it was something awful. “Mary?” I asked again, this time with a firmer voice.

“It’s like a P.A of sorts. We keep track of the women they’ve slept with, make sure no woman is repeated and cover up after them so no one finds out about them.”

I narrowed my eyes at her, “So basically, we’re their servants.”

Mary winced at my tone by nodded unwillingly. She knew I was right. There was no other word for it, we...