006 – Mr. A*shole

LUCY.

My eyes locked with the darkest blue eyes I had ever seen in my whole life and I felt my whole world stop spinning. His eyes were mesmerizing, and despite the frown on his face, he looked like a god, frowning at me, making my core throb all at once at the fierceness in his face.

“Move...” A female hissed behind me, pushing me forward, and I just realized I had stopped dancing. I jolted out of my reverie, my eyes darting around the stage at the other females, trying to figure out where we were in the dance.

My heart was thudding loudly. I had never, in the life of me, lost focus, even in a time of danger, but seeing this man, in a split second, all my senses went out the

window.

My cheeks burned, not out of

embarrassment but because I didn’t like

the way that the attention was all on me now since I was just standing, not knowing what part we were dancing to.

Until another Omega danced her way through me and took my hand, swaying it with her before she twirled me around, whispering softly in the air, but I could hear her loud and clear. “Just move

around and dance…”

And I did.

Soon, I fell back into rhythm, but my eyes kept searching for the man, which made me lose my focus. But he was nowhere

near where I saw him, and not anywhere

in the audience seats.

I didn’t know if I was disappointed or

relieved. At least he could not distract me

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anymore.

The crowd applauded, combined with

hoots and whistles as the music stopped

as we exited the stage and the host

announced the bidding would start in a

few minutes.

I was Omega Number 10.

Nine Omegas before me.

I didn’t really care who would buy me tonight. I was planning to escape anyway and move somewhere south, but seeing those eyes, I was wondering if he would

bid for an Omega. Because I knew deep

inside, I was hoping he would bid for me.

Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.

The backstage was in complete chaos. And I just remained in one place, leaning my back against the wall as I tilted my head up to the ceiling before I closed my

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eyes,

I told Olivia that if the backstage was busy, no one might notice us and that we could escape. But she didn‘t want to go with me. But now that she‘s not part of this anymore, putting my actions into a plan shouldn‘t be hard.

But part of me wanted to stay – for dark blue eyes.

“Come here!” My eyes snapped open when I heard Cora‘s voice.

Her hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me somewhere until we reached a vanity table where my make–up was done earlier. She sat me on the chair and spoke with the female there. “Run another makeup on her, make sure this one is not visible.”

She was pointing at my jaw, making me check myself out in the mirror.

Oh, Goddess. A bruise was starting to

show. And because I didn’t have a wolf and my demon power was suppressed, I

would heal as humans do. Slow and

painful.

I stayed still as the female worked on my

face. All the while, I kept my ears open, trying to hear the events on the stage.

There were already four Omegas that were sold. And the fifth one came back to the backstage just now. A blanket was wrapped around her and she was crying hysterically.

My heart clenched in pain as the other Omegas went around her and hugged her. They were asking her what happened. My hands coiled into tight fists as I listened

to her in agony.

No one was bidding for her. And one of the bidders taunted that she needed to

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clothes before a bid

was forced to take off

of clothing, but no one was still

for her, so the stripping

continued.

when she was standing

crying, in front of them that the bid started

hated my demon blood, but my loathing for the men in this

growing.

scheme they played with

was sure they would be doing

I was so

place down and save

after that, where

especially if my father

out of

never take them

And I knew the

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itself if I couldn‘t

eyes. Was he part of the crowd

of me desiring him.

was just like

“Lucy! You‘re next.”

tilting my head up. I had nothing to be scared off, but I remember, I needed to act like a meek Omega. So I dropped my

sixteen, my father brought me to a place where demons were during rituals for an orgy. I didn‘t participate. But he made

for hours.

awaken my sexuality. And

did.

they wanted me to, and it wouldn’t shame me. But the females

were violating them.

the

come back

don’t let their evilness get to you.

Save your soul.

part of me was trying to

darkness.

was led to the propped–up part of the stage. There were six

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two each on the

men were

enough to look at the crowd seated in front of me, but not

my eyes gaze roamed around, looking for the blue

earlier.

was nowhere.

Number Ten. Just

announced it and

years and a half ago? But I

emotions at all.

the Shallow

hands from

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–around skirt was there to keep my ass away from their eyes. But

the front...”

his seat. He must be around twenty five, give or take. He had his arms crossed against his chest before one hand went to his chin as he stared directly

checking me out while I was dancing earlier when my eyes were trying to find dark blue

sure he would

bidding starts now...”

idea how it would go until I

This man looking

and think I

man bellowed, and his deep baritone voice sent a shiver

I wouldn’t deny that, but he

began whispering as another

deaf?”

my body from shaking. When I said stripping was nothing to me, I meant it. But a part

Ten, you are asked to strip…”

shaking, I reached for the rope of my wraparound

thudding

hands sweated.

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off. I told myself, and as I was about to entangle it, the screen in front

me flashed..

– Don’t strip.

the rope of

out a breath!

the fuck is that?” The

as his body

and was looking for the

bid for me.

bidding was

guess who was pressing

their tablet.

stopped myself from smiling as I

value. 10,000 was way too low. The

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