Arya woke up early in the morning with a headache. The wine took its revenge on her, and it was a severe one. She went to the bathroom and washed herself and her hair as well. For a while she was sitting in the fluffy bathrobe, hoping the throbbing in her head will disappear. It did not. She decided to open the window and let some fresh air in.She sat down on the window sill and enjoyed the freshness of the morning. It was warm, the sun was already shining and she could see how the dew drops shimmer in the sun, like small sparkling diamonds. The garden really looked magical at this hour. Arya leaned out as much as she could, she was on the first floor, still it was a bit high to make a jump.The door of her room opened, before Arya turned around she heard Mr Reyes.“
The weather was warm and sunny. The summer was slowly coming to its end. Arya dressed in a white elegant dress with a white matching hat and gloves was sitting next to Mr Reyes. They were going with an open carriage and Arya could feel the wind on her face. It was really nice, she was enjoying the ride. Even more because she was out of the house on a lovely day like this. She had a bright smile on her face and was really looking forward to the picnic. She will be able to listen to a concert while being outside in the park. “For a person who seemed not to care about going to this picnic, you look quite happy.” Mr Reyes remarked. “I like being outside when the weather is so lovely and I want to listen to that concert.” Arya admitted.
The whole blood was drenched from Arya’s face. She was unable to say anything. She was just sitting there limp with Mr Reyes looking at her all the time. Arya managed to compose herself after the first shock. “I finished, Master, can I go back to my room?” “Yes Arya. On the bed I put a new dress for you. Put it on in the evening, we will be leaving at five pm.” So early was Arya’s thought. “Be sure to wear that collar too, it looks nice on your neck.” He added. “Of course Master.” Arya stood up and left the room. Fuck him. What an unimaginable asshole. She could laugh at herself, there she was just a moment before thinking about confessing how she felt willing to give him a second chance or something like that. Mr Silas Reyes was right. She was and still is stupid and naive. She reached her room, there on the bed was a big box. Should she open it? See how is he willing to see her? No she didn’t feel like it. It was nine am. She had eight hours. She sat down on the sofa thinking
They sat down in the wide hall, there were only a few people there.“Would you like something to drink?” Mr Reyes asked.“Yes Master, can I have some wine?” Arya was sitting with her hands clutched and her eyes on the floor.“Yes, I will fetch you some. Stay here, don’t go anywhere without me.”Arya nodded and Mr Reyes left. Arya raised her head and looked around. Two more couples came. The Omegas they brought with them were wearing really revealing clothes or underwear. Arya was thankful for the white dress. Thus she kept wondering how long she will be able to keep it on. Mr Reyes came back with a glass of red liquid. Arya wanted to drink it in one go but she knew she couldn’t. So she kept sipping it little by little waiting for the inevitable. “We haven’t been here for a really long time. “ Mr Reyes apparently wished for a conversation. Arya looked at him and placed the half emptied glass aside. “Yes Master. We haven’t, just like we haven’t been to a theater.” Arya smiled with a
“Things? Yes, you are right. Good things should be shared, that’s why we just shared the drinks.” Mr Reyes' eyes were ice cold.“Here you are.” Josephine was back at them. “The others are heading down to the fun room, are we going too?” Josephine grabbed Sila’s arm and released more pheromones. Arya hated that suffocating sweet smell of hers.“That’s a really good idea, let’s join them. Miss Arya, allow me to assist you.” Phil was visibly excited. Arya was pale, she drank the rest of the wine in one go. She was still way too sober.“Just a moment.” She turned around and placed the empty glass on the table, her hand was trembling a bit, she needed to get a hold of herself. After all it was
The mere sight of her room put her at ease. Strangely she felt safe. Arya went straight to the bathroom, a warm bath was all she needed to wash the whole stress away. Sitting in the tub she was slowly processing what Mr Reyes said to Phil Netherfell. He actually wasn’t intending to share Arya with anyone, not even allowing others to look at her. Right, already during the auction he was like that, he raised the stakes and Arya wasn’t forced to strip in front of those Alphas. She was in Crimson Flower twice but each time her dress was a teaser but not a vulgar one. However he went down to that fun room ast they called it and allowed Mr Netherfell to lead her there. Why? Arya was clueless.She left the bathroom wearing a short nightgown. On the table there was a cup with hot tea. Arya drank it and went straight to her bed. It was a bit cold and she buried herself under the thick comforter. Her head was spinning a bit, she really drank too much wine. The door to her room was opened, qui
After the breakfast, which was eaten in total silence, Mr Reyes put the cup aside and looking at Arya, announced.“I'm going to my shop today, do you want to go with me?”Arya was surprised for a moment. It would be nice to go somewhere, her days were so dull. Should she agree? He won’t take his offer back as soon as she agrees? That was still a possibility. Mr Reyes was waiting patiently for her answer.“Yes Master, I would like to go if I won’t be a burden to you.” She wanted to sound indifferent but wasn’t sure if she succeeded.“Good, I’m happy. We will leave in ten minutes. Get ready.”Arya was ready, she could go right away. Mr Reyes n
Arya moved to buy some paper, walking slowly she was smiling at herself thinking about that young noble man. His words just flattered her vanity and that was simply a nice feeling.At the stationer’s Arya purchased some paper, actually a lot of paper. Now she had reserves for some more dull days that were to come. Still she should be grateful, Magan would have done everything to have such dull days, Arya could consider herself quite lucky after all.She was done with her shopping, she was only walking around and looking at the other stands. She was approached by Mr Reyes while she was looking at some gloves.“Do you like any of them?” He asked, leaning closer.Arya flinched.“
“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