Dahlia's POV "Miss Dahlia? Alpha Damon has sent for you again..." Murmuring, Ava's timid voice barely makes it through my bedroom door. I heard. He didn't just send for me, he sent his barbaric beta, Barke. It means I can either go to him, or get dragged to him. "Miss Dahlia...?" Ava knocks again, sounding like she's about to burst into tears facing the scary beta. Even for an omega, Ava is on the timid side. She is the maid Alpha Damon assigned me. How ridiculous, right? Giving an omega an omega maid. It's just one of his sick twisted jokes to humiliate me, just like the joke that's lying on my bed right now-- A red dress. A torn, red dress. They are having a huge party tonight here at the Alpha's mansion. He knows I hate joining these events, and he sent me this torn dress an hour ago. Then three men after that, demanding my presence. He took me home among slaves, saying he would protect me. I thought it can't get worse than being his sex toy, but now he sends me humiliations,
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