Cecilia POV
It had only been two days, but I already started to dread the sound of clicking heels.
I was folding laundry this time, after washing it in the washing machines all by myself.
And yes, I felt really proud of myself.
I guess it was thanks to Alessandro that I managed to figure it out, but I chose to ignore that at the moment.
My heart sank when I heard Soraya walking in the hallway outside the laundry room.
Before I could cross my fingers that she was going somewhere else, she entered the laundry room and smiled at me tauntingly.
“There’s the little wh*re.” She said sweetly. “I have a task for you.”
I kept my eyes cast down even though I wanted to strangle her with a pillowcase.
“Yes, Mistress,” I said.
“Alessandro and I are going to Jägersro,” Soraya said. “An
