The Harem

The next day, it was another day of torture for Zenesha. She would become a puppet of fate once more. Being imprisoned in this body that she didn't have any ability to control.

"Your Majesty, it's already time to prepare for the breakfast," a voice woke her up; it was different from Anika's voice. Zenesha opened her eyes and met the eyes of the straight-faced servant.

She almost wanted to narrow her eyes, and the deep contempt in her eyes couldn't be concealed in her heart. However, as she was already in the act, her every action was not her own. She had become only a useless soul attached to this body once more.

This woman was the one making her life miserable secretly. Zenesha had been in this body for three months, and this little villain always made it harder for her. And the needle marks hidden in her waist were the result of this straight-faced servant's work extracting some of her blood.

As the original Zenesha Moonlight was stupid, of course, she wouldn't mind this pain like some fucking mistress of purity and kindness. However, she was already planning a method to kill her in the most torturous ways in her mind once he broke free from this damned fate.

Her lips had an innocent smile plastered on her face as she got up gracefully and sat in bed.

"Carina," her soft voice rang like some melody, pleasant to the ears but deeply irritating for Zenesha. It was really a kind of voice from someone who was easy to take advantage of.

Carina, one of her personal servants, was a part of a sorceress cult that wanted to study the blood of the Wolf Queen and the divinity within. She was mentioned in the book as one of the minor antagonists, and yet for Zenesha, everyone was the same.

She, or even the little Anika that slept with one of her bastard harem members, were all on her to kill lists. No minor or major for her, it was enough that they offended her.

As usual, the straight faced Carina didn't react and only waited for Zenesha to get up. She got up of her own accord and went to the bathroom with Carina.

On schedule, there was a pain in her waist as she was being dressed up. Zenesha almost went out of control and wanted to strangle this woman, but she couldn't!

She was itching to do so, and yet this body of stupid Zenesha acted like nothing and even thanked Carina for dressing her up! What was madness? This was! Zenesha was ashamed to have the same name as this idiot Zenesha!

With full anger inside of her, Zenesha followed her personal attendants to the dining room, where she usually ate breakfast with those harem members that she couldn't wait to deliver to hell.

No, Zenesha denied the motion. Those madmen were already part of hell to begin with! They were devils through and through.

The door of the dining room opened, and she entered, still with the gracious bearing of the queen. Zenesha slowly sat down at the head seat. She lifted her gaze, and a smile appeared on her lips as her blue eyes shimmered as if she were delighted to see the men that were already present at the table.

However, she wasn't the least bit pleased seeing these men in front of her. What she wanted to do was kill them right there and then. Zenesha, even with her murderous intentions didn't register with her outward appearance at all.

"You're all here, let's eat," she said, with a smile on her lips and delight in her tone, greeting her four lead harem members.

Each of them responded, sweeter than the next.

"You're still as beautiful, my queen," said Ravino, in a rather reserved baritone tone. His dark pupils made one feel as though they were about to stare into the abyss. He was also one of the leaders of a sorceress cult of which Carina was a member.

"Every time, I feel enchanted by your beauty, my love, Zenesha." said sweetly by Yosef, the playful grin on his face was slightly suggestive.

Zenesha sneered inside. He was saying this when he slept around in the palace. She was even more certain that all that he already tasted was almost all the young servants in the palace, even that two-faced bitch Anika who fell into his grasp.

"Your body was as perfect as ever," a hoarse voice said as he licked his lips; in fact, with this tone, if only she could control this body, Zenesha almost shuddered and a chill crept down her spine.

Zenesha's eyes darted to her left, where Freed was seated. She stared at him, and amidst the gentle gaze of her outward appearance lay the thickest murderous intention Zenesha could muster inside of her.

Freed was number one on her kill list. This man had the weirdest and most perverted quirks in the harem, which truly disgusted her. Compared to him, Yosef was like a saint. This man liked to flaunt Zenesha's body to others; in a way, he was a fan of outdoor sex. And not only that, he loves the human body in a literal way.

He was even a corpse collector; he had a basement full of this collection, fully naked for him to admire. When Zenesha first learned of him, after being instilled with the knowledge of the book, she knew that between her and Freed, only one had to stay alive.

And at the side, the only one who didn't say anything other than a hum was a man with red eyes and black hair. He had a scar on his cheeks, this only made him even more attractive in the eyes of others.

Zenesha's eyes dimmed, again itching for a kill!

Louvnel, the second on her kill list. The sadist in the harem. Zenesha wasn't new to BDSM, as she once acted as a submissive in her real world on a mission, however, this man was a demon! A sadist was a title used for a human, and he wasn't! Well, he was one of a demon race, technically. Still, that made her want to kill him even more!

Looking at these lead harem members, Zenesha was once again reminded of how bleak her future was and the sufferings she had to go through. This was insane! The original author of this book was sick! They had to go to therapy! Zenesha had the original author on her instant-kill list.

To have a naive, innocent, and idiot female protagonist be tormented by these four spawns of hell was madness! Absolute madness!

However, even with her true thoughts, the act had to continue, and her irritating voice resounded.

"You're all sweet," she said before smiling again.

'Sweet? You call this fucking sweet?'

Zenesha had the impulse to strangle herself this time with how stupid this Zenesha was! Like the original author had the enemy called Zenesha, right? If not, why made this Zenesha so fucking brainless!

They smiled, and the breakfast started. It was only morning, and Zenesha was already spent. This was going to be a long day once again.