An Omega For Sale by Kess

Chapter 23

Greyson’s POV

My mind slowly came onto and the last feeling of sleep ebbed, but there was something strange here. Or rather something was missing.

My eyes flipped open and I realized what was missing-

Freya was yet to come into my room. I had given an order for her to be bere every morning before I woke up to pull the curtains apart and begin cleaning the room:

In truth, it had happened once when she cleaned the room while I was still sleeping and it had been the most pleasant for me, waking up to her intoxicating scent tickling my nose had been blissful so I had made it into an order.

Now that she wasn’t here, I truly felt like something was missing

Sighing heavily, I moved to sit up on the bed, swinging my legs off it and slipping my feet into the bedroom slippers at the bottom of the bed. Seems like I might have to punish someone again.”

previous day flooded into my mind and I ran a hand through my hair to get it to stop throbbing.

movement become sloppy from the moment she had entered the room and had taken in the sight of the large men sitting around the table, my first thought had been that she had been scared and intimidated.

worse and worse, with her tray trembling badly as a result of her shaky fingers. The last thing that I expected though was that she would let go the tray at the exact moment that she had gotten to me and

wetness of my pants had been difficult to bear plus the sight of

pleading had gotten to me surprisingly, especially since it was her first mistake since she had gotten here. Whenever I gave an instruction she followed every

was fast and meticulous when it came to her chores and

me from initially purchasing her and proved to be nothing at the end of the day because Freya never let her daughter get in the

have been used to her mother working because she was usually well behaved and patiently waiting for her mother to finish whatever chore she had at hand, whenever I saw

make sure her daughter always looked neat and presentable and she was quiet at all times. I had

had begun to plead, claiming her actions to be a mistake I was moved to let her off the hook, but the look that had painted the faces of the officials

complete it. I had not seen her for the rest of the day after the punishment even when

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