The men moved, the door opened and Arya was lifted. She was being carried and the one doing that seemed pretty strong. She couldn’t sense any pheromones, so he must be a Beta. Arya was still tied and her eyes were covered. Her heart was racing.“I know you are awake,no need to pretend anymore.” She heard a strong manly voice. Arya kept quiet for a moment but then finally decided to ask.“Where are you taking me?”“You’ll see soon enough. No need to worry, nothing bad will happen to you.” The man was trying to calm her down.“Hard to believe sir, my eyes are covered and my hands are tied. Seems like a pretty dangerous and scary situation to me.” Arya decided to keep up the conversation.
Arya was tired. The whole night long she was trying almost anything to find a way out. Her door was locked and it was a sturdy oak door. Behind that door there was a guard.The window couldn’t be opened as it had no handle. Simple and smart move. She could break the glass but that will definitely bring unwanted attention.The small window in the toilet was pretty high and too small for Arya to crawl out.Even if she managed to attack Eliam, which was doubtful, she had no idea about the house layout and how many people were there.All this knowledge made her realize one thing: She won’t be able to make it alone. If she wants to escape, she needs help.So far she only came in contact
Arya sat down feeling totally sober. It was him, in person; Mr Maison Nergall. “My beautiful Omega, you are finally in my house.” He came closer and sat down on the bed, next to Arya who immediately stood up.“Darling, don’t get stressed. Come here.” He patted the place next to him.“I’ll pass. Let me out, I want to go back home.” She said looking him straight in the eyes, she was pissed and wasn’t in the mood to hold it back. Her fists were clenched and she was on the verge of bursting with anger. “Have you got any idea how much time and effort I have put into bringing you here?” He stood up and approached Arya who instinctively took a step back.“I spent a fortune on bribing the right person and creating a situation when I could set you free.” His hand landed on Arya’s cheek caressing her gently. Arya stepped back again, not willing to be touched by that man.“Set me free? I’m a prisoner here, I can’t go out, I'm confined to this very room. You call that freedom? I told you back t
Another pull and Arya focused on following his steps down the stairs. He stopped in front of wooden doors closed with a padlock. He took out a key and with a light grind he got it opened.Arya was dragged inside and pulled so that she actually landed on the floor. She slowly pulled herself together and looked up. Mason Nergal was hovering above her with a pissed expression.“Since our first encounter you acted very proudly, a spoiled princess. You treated me in a manner any other man or woman never dared, still I let it slide. I wanted you so badly that I was ready to accept that shitty behavior of yours. However, now you have crossed the line.” He squatted next to he lifting her chin up, his thumb slid along Arya’s lips.“You are so pretty, and those pheromones of yours m
After groping on her body for a while he stopped. The blanket was lying on the ground and Arya was able to focus on it only.“Now, now my Omega you did well. The blanket is yours. However, if you hope for another favor, remember to be ready to pay the price.”Arya was left alone, again. However this time she had that thick warm blanket, she snuggled into it. It felt so good to finally be able to sit down and feel a bit warm. Arya for a moment immersed into that feeling, sensing the fluffiness and soft surface of the blanket. After a while she came back to her senses.That prick has just left, he didn’t say when he will be back. She hasn’t received anything to eat, but what was worse, he gave her nothing to drink. He was taming her, and at this rate he will be able to do wh
Arya decided to let him think whatever he wanted. She will use any kind of feelings he had for her to her own advantage. She must change her tactics or she will get back to that room with no chances to escape.“I’m cold, would you hug me for a bit.” Arya looked at him making a really miserable expression. “Of course.” He smiled, placing himself behind Arya’s back and spooning her. Well he definitely felt warm but Arya almost held her breath. The mixture of another Omega and Alpha’s pheromones was nauseating to her, but Arya decided to endure it. She actually fell asleep.As soon as Arya woke up she decided to wash herself and finally get dressed. Her self proclaimed Alpha wasn’t there anymore, still she could smell the pheromones in the air. She found some new dresses in her wardrobe, they were all in red. Apparently Maison liked her in this color. Arya picked the most decent one and got dressed. She felt much better. It was lunch time and Arya got her food served right to her room.
For a moment Arya felt ecstatic. All she has to do now is to follow the road, well not directly but hiding in the forest. It may take her a whole day but she will be able to get back. There was only one slight problem, should she go left or right? Arya was thinking for quite a while till she decided to turn right . She was walking along the road looking out if somebody wasn’t going in that direction. Despite the fact that the road was empty, Arya couldn’t help feeling anxious.Her feet were sore and she was really tired. Arya tripped a few times, her hair was a mess and her clothes, … well. Let's say it will be a problem to walk back home like this as she would draw unwanted attention on the streets. That’s a problem to be solved later though. A bigger problem was her own body, she was tired. The past few days which she has spent in bed with high fever weakened
The men were carrying guns, all of them. Mr Reyes with fury in his eyes was leading the whole group. They surrounded Mr Nergall and all his men and now were pointing at them.“Arya, my darling, what has he done to you?” Her Alpha was holding her. She could smell his pheromones as she was sobbing in his arms.“It’s Ok baby, I’ll take you home. You are safe now.” He kissed her forehead as his hand slipped to touch her nape.“He hasn’t marked me.” Arya managed to pronounce it between her sobs.“I will make him suffer.” He whispered into her ear.‘Mike, take care of Miss Arya for a moment.” Mr Silas Reyes turned to the count.
“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