As the door closed behind the attendant, Rex turned toward Ayana, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Jealous?" he asked, his smirk widening just slightly, as he studied her expression.
He could feel the slight change in the atmosphere.
"I'm not jealous, master" she replied, her voice steady.
Even though she said that he knew that she was a tad bit jealous.
"I don't mind master having more than me, but they need to be better than this"
Rex nodded to her mention, he wasn't intending on having a relationship with the girl though he knew that the girl was still pure with his skills. To those in the upper bracket, these girls are no more than higher tier prostitutes. Nothing more, nothing less. They offer themselves, some with experience, some pure.
They were not hated more than that they most men liked the addition of it and was the reason for it being kept. Even with the beauty of the girl, there was still a gap from the likes of Ayana and others.