Arya looked at the blond Omega carefully waiting for her answer. Josephine looked pissed, she drank the wine in one go and stood up saying nothing. Arya continued with her champagne sitting alone. Mr Reyes looked for a moment in her direction but kept talking with the men. Arya finished and decided to go to the toilet. She felt nervous. No matter how well she was pretending, Josephine's words hit her badly. As soon as she stood up and walked toward the bar to ask about the toiled Mr Reyes was right behind her.
“You want some more champagne?”
“No sir, I was going to ask about the toilet” Arya was a bit surprised by his quick appearance.
“It’s right ther
She didn’t want to look up at Mr Reyes, she wanted to be invisible. Few days ago he was hugging her, giving her the impression that she meant something to him. What an ass. She was nothing more but a toy to him. She knew that, but because of his actions she allowed herself to feel something towards him. Not love but a kind of connection. Now the true face of an Alpha was right in front of her. He said he wanted her trust, that she should feel safe. Safe my ass. Mr Netherfell was already touching his Omega and stroking her breast visible through the shimmering fabric.“What are your thoughts Omega?” No more Arya, she was an Omega now just like in his playroom.“Seagull.”This word suddenly crossed
The next few days passed in the well known routine. Arya kept practicing the piano, went for walks in the garden and she got really into calligraphy. Her handwriting has truly improved after writing down half of the paper sheets she has bought. Mr Reyes was busy all the time recently. He called her once to the playroom and after that Arya’s ass felt sore for a while, still it was better than the shit she witnessed back in Crimson Flower.Arya kept thinking about Megan, how broken she was. If only she could have done something for her. The sad truth was, that she wasn’t able to do anything for herself, not mentioning anyone else. Selfish world they were living in. If you can’t change something she must either learn how to live with it or try harder. Arya decided to try harder. Silas was a man, an Alpha. Alphas can be influenced by Omegas. She remembered Cora’s words. Today she was eating breakfast alone however the butler informed her she was expected to eat dinner with Master.The cun
Mr Reyes has chosen a red dress for Arya to wear. It relieved a bit of her shoulders and underlined her waist. She was expected to pin up her hair and place a hairband with tiny shining stones. She looked good. Mr Reyes wanted a beautiful ornament at his side. A rich Alpha with a pretty Omega lover wearing luxurious clothes and jewelry. That definitely underlined his status.As soon as she was ready Arya went downstairs. Mr Reyes watched her every move as she was walking down the stairs.“You look perfect.” He had that pleased expression on his face but than he frowned.“Arya you are not allowed to play around with any other Alpha, male or female. Keep your pheromones in check. I wouldn’t like to punish you, but if you disobey me I will make you feel sorry. Do you understand?” His look was so serious.“Yes Master.” She confirmed quickly. She could learn from her mistakes, no need to redo them again.“Good, keep close to me.” He grabbed her hand and they went down to the waiting carria
“Mrs Doncastle.” Arya hoped she has covered her surprise well with a fake smile.“The house is really amazing and I enjoy the music, not to mention the champagne.” Arya raised her glass a little and smiled again. There she praised the host, she was polite so now the Alpha women should leave and let her alone and unbothered.“Thank you, I was just thinking why such a fine Omega, wearing such a deliciously red dress is standing alone?” Mrs Doncastle crooked her head a bit and smiled, Arya saw her smiling for the first time. It was scary, somehow. The Alpha woman wanted to tease her, fine it’s her party, Arya decided to let her have the fun.“As you see Mrs Doncastle my … companion is having a discussion and I know nobody here, well almost nobody.”“Let us fix it then.” Mrs Doncastle offered her arm to Arya and the shocked Omega just grabbed it and allowed the Alpha woman to lead her to a group of women.“Ladies, I hope you are enjoying yourself. I’d like to introduce you my newest acqua
It was Friday, early in the morning and Arya was standing in front of the walk-in closet. There were over twenty dresses there. A few of them had their own stories connected to Silas and her stay here. She has been here for two months already and so much has happened. She touched the red dress she was wearing five days ago. How all those people looked at them, even Mrs Doncastle. Silas told her she asked him about his Omega and whether he would be willing to sell her, as she was interested. Arya didn’t know what to say.“I thought she hated Omegas.” Was all that came to her mind.“Silly Arya, there are no Alphas who would hate an Omega. It’s impossible, Omegas are just too sweet to be hated.”He said, placing a kiss on her lips.
She has been asking around looking for a room for about an hour when she found a proper place. The room belonged to an older woman, it had a separate entrance and there was a toilet with a washbasin. That was enough. Arya had nothing, only the dress she has taken from Mr Reyes house. She needed to buy some clothes. She went to a second hand shop and bought two dresses and a jacket. She returned to her room and put the clothes in the wardrobe. In the room there was a bed, table and one chair.Arya lay down on the bed. Right now she would be walking dressed in some fancy clothes into the Crimson Flower. She kept thinking about Mr Reyes, about Silas. He wasn’t a bad owner although he had his weird kinks. She will miss him a bit. He could act so sweet. He was probably pissed because she has escaped. If he finds her she won’t be able to sit on her ass for a week and then he will sell h
Arya was wandering around. The streets were getting empty, people were hurrying back to their homes. Arya was looking at the window displays till she finally came to a small square with a flower bed in the middle. She sat down on the bench and took out a roll filled with cabbage and mushrooms that Aron gave her. He was really nice and he felt sorry for her situation. He was trying to convince her that everything will be fine. Arya knew better. Those people who came looking for her were good, they are probably waiting somewhere on the way for her to get back to her room.The problem was that Arya left all the money in that place and if she was about to start somewhere else she had nothing. She wanted to ask Aron if she could stay at his home for a night but his parents may have a different idea. After all, twenty golden coins was a small fortune. It was getting late and she
He almost threw her on the bed and was about to run away. Arya grabbed his hand.“Please Alpha, don't leave me. I want you. It hurts, make it stop. I’ll be obedient, I ‘ll do what you want.” She was kneeling on the bed and looked so miserable, moreover the intense smell of her heat pheromones made him unable to leave the room.“If you like me that much, why did you leave?”Arya felt that her Alpha was displeased, she couldn’t focus on what the reason for it was. All she wanted was to feel him. The rest was out of her reach.“Come here Alpha.” She crawled closer to him and undid his trouser
“A question?” Silas crossed his arms. His stern look reminded Arya about their first meeting. Yet she was no longer a slave, now she was his wife and she was with a child. What is more she wasn’t the one who did something wrong, she wasn’t hiding anything. She suddenly felt she had an upper hand in the following discussion. “Yes my dear husband.” Arya sat down on Silas’ chair. ”Have you ordered your men to demolish my workshop?” There was a short flash in his eyes. He was shocked but not surprised. Arya suddenly deep inside already knew the answer. “Who told you such nonsense? Was that the Omega you met today?” He stepped inside the study and closed the door behind him. “Have you ordered it? Yes or no?” Arya asked again. “Will you believe me when I answer you? You seem to already know the answer.” He was standing in the middle of the room with his hands in his pockets. True Master of this place. “I need the truth Silas. Be it un ugly truth but still the truth.” Arya decided not
For a brief moment Arya didn’t know how to react to such a question. “Why are you asking me such a question?” She finally decided to ask back.Mehan was fidgeting with her fingers looking down on the table before she looked Arya in the eyes.“I ‘m not sure whether I should tell you this or not. I owe your husband my freedom, but I think I owe you even more. I owe you my life so I think you should know that.”The serious expression of Megan made Arya feel uneasy. Her stomach suddenly tightened, the first indication of stress.“What do you mean Megan?” “ The man that brought you the documents before we left, he works for your husband right?” “Yes.” Ary felt some cold tentacles crawling up her spine. “When I was working at the brothel I met him. He was into Carla, a Beta with curly brown hair. Once he brought three other men with him, they were celebrating something. All four of them were drinking and having fun talking about their business. From what they were talking I assumed they
Winter was slowly coming to an end. Every day the sun was shining a little bit brighter and longer. Every morning Arya was watching her reflection in the mirror carefully. Her body was changing. The belly was slowly growing and each time Ary was touching it she felt that the child was a real thing. Inside her a new life was growing.“You look amazing.” Her husband sometimes was hugging her from behind while his hands were resting against her belly. Then he would usually place a kiss on her nape and advise her to rest, relax and eat. Yet Arya’s conviction was firm, she wanted to stay active. Her underwear brand was doing well. Two weeks ago some new designs were presented and immediately picked up interest. Right now she was selling not only in her husband’s shop but also in two other places. The income was good enough to maintain all the costs and earn her a nice sum every month. Of course it wasn’t near as much as Silas would earn, still Arya felt satisfied that she was also contrib
Dancing and talking to all the guests finally wore Arya out. She needed a break and really looked forward to all of them leaving the mansion. The wedding however lasted till late at night. Arya managed to get back to her room and without taking off her dress threw herself on her bed. Her legs were hurting and all the tense feeling from the whole day finally left her. She was on the verge of falling asleep when the door opened. “Is my lovely wife trying to fall asleep in her own room on our wedding night?” Silas voice sobered her up. “No, I was just a bit tired.” Arya sat down on the bed.“Come with me, I want to show you something.” Silas took her hand and they walked out of her room. Arya followed him in the direction of the playroom. Fuck no. She wasn’t in a mood for something like that. Silas stopped in front of his bedroom. In one swift movement he took her in his arms and opened the door. “I always wanted to do that, carrying my wife inside our bedroom.” Arya’s heart started
Arya was taking a deep breath in and out. It was a moment of quiet for the first time this morning. She woke up early as usual and then a bunch of maids entered her private room. Arya was washed, some creamy mask was put on her face, her body was rubbed with a fragrant and relaxing oil. Next was her hair, it was dried and turned into curls and then pinned up and decorated with white flowers. Later was break time for Arya to eat something. After putting on some makeup Arya was dressed. The dress was magnificent, with sparkling lace, underlining her breast and waist, making her look princess-like. The maids even helped her put on earrings and a necklace of course. It all looked very expensive and Arya felt like some heroine out of a romance novel. After all that hustle and bustle she was finally left alone to rest for a bit before the ceremony would start. Arya came to the window, it was late autumn. Winter will soon paint the whole garden in white and grayish tones. Not even a year a
“Hmm, so now you are telling me that it is up to you what will happen to the family business?” He placed the glass aside.“You have no shame, don’t you care about your brother and sister? Have you ever thought about what might happen to them?” He looked nervous. He must have hated the situation when a pitiful Omega is about to make a decision concerning his future.“You are mistaken sir, I have no family. I’m an orphan. If I had a loving father I surely wouldn't be abandoned in a hell like the Institution.” Arya clenched her fists, she was ready to pour it all out.“You see, a loving father wouldn’t allow other men to beat his daughter and humiliate her. A loving father would care if she is cold and has enough food to eat. A father wouldn’t turn his back at a child that had to beg for food on the street. A decent man wouldn’t allow other men to treat his daughter like a sex object that can be bought and later disposed of.” Arya knew she wasn’t able to keep her tears from rolling. Stil
Fredric Bailey was a good looking man in his late forties. His hair had the light ouch of grayish color yet the way he was walking and his erect posture made him look younger. He was wearing a dark gray suit and a walking cane, that was an accessory rather than something he needed for walking.He had this noble atmosphere around him, even now sitting opposite Mr Reyes, he didn’t look like a man who came here to beg for favors. Baron Fredric Bailey had a serious expression and his way of speaking was very composed.“Mr Reyes, I’m glad you have found time for a meeting. I have a few issues I need to discuss with you.”“The pleasure is all mine.” Mr Reyes leaned comfortably and crossed his arms waiting for the other party to continue.“As you surely are aware Mr Reyes your recent actions have interfered with so far established ways of doing business. I believe as gentlemens we can find a proper solution that would be beneficial for both of us.” Then there was a pause. Baron was waiting f
The event turned out well. The man enjoyed the view of prosperity and a successful project, while the women had their share in gossiping and checking each other’s outfits. Arya was done with it, she only wanted to go back home. She had her urgent question she wanted to ask but for that she needed privacy and the right timing. Silas knows how to keep things a secret so it won’t be easy to make him speak if he doesn’t want to. On their way home Arya did what probably all other women were doing that very moment. She praised her fiance.“I must say that the marine is a really impressive project, I’m glad that it successfully ended. “ Arya grabbed Silas’ hand and smiled.“Me too, there is still much to do but it already starts to bring its profit.” Silas was beaming with joy. That celebration did him well.“I was so worried that the matter with the count would harm your business.” Arya decided to start it slow.“Well the count has his shares here too, so he gains as much profit as we do.
The door was opened and a tall elegant looking man faced Aya.“Good afternoon sir.” She greeted him.The man bowed a bit.“Good afternoon Miss Arya.” He was leaving and Arya went inside. As soon as the door closed Arya asked.“Who was that, Silas?” After engagement he decided that she should call him by his name, the Master thing was saved for the playroom. That was definitely a huge step forward.“Just a man who works for me to collect some information.” Silas smiled and placed a peck on her forehead. “Do you happen to know anything about that burglary in my workshop?” Arya sat down opposite the desk.“Unfortunately no, there were no traces and no witnesses. I’m sorry.” Silas sat down behind his desk.“Hmm, I have a request. Today I met an old acquaintance from Institution, her name is Megan. She was sold to a brothel, she’s around my age and I feel sorry for her.” Arya lowered her gaze, she knew she was asking about much but Megan was worth it despite her recent reaction.“You want