Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 702

Chapter 48 : Why Isn’t Your Mate With You?

*Mila*

The night of the party, I got dressed up in a slip of a dress that hugged my curves tightly. It fell elegantly to my ankles and had a slit up the leg to my thigh. It had spaghetti straps. The dress was a crimson red satin with a lighter red chiffon covering.

It was the most dressed up I'd been in a long time. Even more beautiful than the time Soren took me to lunch in the gardens.

I ran my hands up and down my sides, delighting in the cool feeling of the satin against my skin.

Soren, Payne, Ashley, and I headed to the edge of town where there was a run down looking hotel. It had no exterior lights but I could hear cheerful party music from inside and some of the windows were lit up with warm lighting.

“This is where the party is?' I asked, c*****g my head at the shabby building.

“It is much nicer on the inside," Ashley assured.

She was right!

Inside, the entire hotel was lavishly decorated. We walked along a corridor lined with light sconces that resembled torches. At the end of the corridor, it opened up into a large ballroom. A giant glass chandelier hung from the ceiling and there was a live band playing music.

So many people were already there, and there were some of the most beautiful ball gowns I'd ever seen.

The way some of the women were flirting with and dancing with the other males made my cheeks burn.

I looked down.

So, it was a brothel. That's why the woman who ran it was called Madam. No wonder Payne was giving Ashley such strange looks when she brought Madam Scarlett up.

It took me no time at all to find Madam Scarlett in the crowd. She wore a black and red dress. The skirt was deep red, floor length, and poofed out slightly at the waist. The bodice of the dress was black. It was backless with a halter strap. The front was tight around her breasts and there was a large slit, revealing her abdomen and navel.

Her brown, curly hair was pinned up and a few curling tendrils hung down around her neck. She had sparkling ribbons in her hair, diamond earrings, and a matching diamond necklace.

She was in her late thirties, but I saw that many men in the room looked at her with lust and desire. She was absolutely beautiful.

Catching sight of us, Madam Scarlett waved and headed over. Her hips swayed when she walked, causing her skirt to crinkle as she approached us.

“Soren, I wasn't expecting you," she said. She held her hand out to him.

Soren smiled and kissed the back of her hand. “I hadn't planned to be here."

He glanced at me.

“Oh, and who is this?" Madam Scarlett asked. She turned to me and took my hands in hers.

“I'm Mila," I introduced myself.

“Is she one of yours, Soren?" the Madam asked, looking me over quickly.

“One of mine? You make it sound like I run a brothel too," Soren grumbled.

Madam Scarlett chuckled. “Hardly. I never see you with a woman at all, let alone one as beautiful as this."

My cheeks warmed and I smiled shyly.

Madam Scarlett held my arms out to the sides and twisted me back and forth so she could get a better look at me.

“Absolutely stunning," she muttered.

“Thank you," I whispered.

“Why don't you come with me? I know Soren's group is a real boy's crowd. You need a girl's night," Madam Scarlett insisted.

She looped her arm through mine and started pulling me through the crowd.


I glanced back at Soren. He just shrugged and smiled at me. I didn't have a choice but to follow along.

“You'll notice I have quite a few girls working for me," Scarlett said, motioning to the dancefloor.

“They aren't very shy, are they," I said.

Scarlett laughed, a sound like a bell. It drew a lot of attention from men around the room.

“No, they aren't. But they do look lovely, don't they?" she asked. We passed close by one and Scarlett touched the girl's cheek.

She smiled and I saw the look in her eyes as she looked at Scarlett. She was completely devoted to the Madam.

All her girls were dressed in fine evening gowns, even finer than the dress she wore. She really did care about them because a wardrobe like that was very expensive!

“Here you are my dear," Scarlett said. She snatched a cocktail off a tray as a waitress walked by and handed it to me.

“Oh, thank you," I said. I took a sip and gasped. It was so sweet and delicious.

“Now, enjoy the party. You are an honored guest of mine tonight," Scarlett said, swiping her own cocktail.

“I am, why?" I asked, sipping my drink again.

“Because you managed to get Soren to come to my event. Anyone that can get him out of his own head is honored in my opinion," she said. She winked at me and touched my cheek the same way she had one of her working girls.

I could see why so many people were completely enamored with her. She had a way of making anyone she looked at and spoke to feel special.

I was almost sad as she walked away from me.

Shaking my head, I looked around to see if I could see anyone that I recognized.

For a moment, I wondered if Scarlett and Soren had had a romantic relationship. They seemed to know each other pretty well and she seemed to care about him. Though, as prominent figures in the rogue zone, they probably had to work together a lot.

Ashley was on the other side of the room with several of the brothel girls. I headed over to her since I couldn't see anyone else that I knew.

Ashley's cheeks were rosy and she had a half-empty drink in her hand. I didn't think it was her first drink.

“Oh, ladies, you have to meet this special, special lady," Ashley gushed when she saw me approaching. She grabbed my wrist, a little tightly, and half dragged me back to the group of girls. She nearly tripped on her own feet.

“Ashley, slow down," I whispered to her. She'd been drinking quite a bit.

“Girls, this is Mila. Isn't she beautiful?" Ashley asked the other girls.

They giggled and suddenly they were all pawing at me. They looked over my dress, my hair, and my bracelet.

“So beautiful."

“This bracelet is truly exquisite."

“You really know how to wear this dress."

My cheeks were practically on fire as they praised me and touched me. I'd never had so much positive female attention before and I had no idea how to handle it.

Ashley grabbed my hand suddenly and squeezed my fingers.

“You're so beautiful. It is no wonder… no wonder he likes you," she said, slurring slightly. She tried to give me a serious look but she was too drunk to pull it off.

“Well, this is a great party. Thank you for inviting me," I said, trying to change the subject before Ashley said something she'd regret later.

“No, no. I mean… He really likes you," she insisted.

I cleared my throat. This was the whole reason she was mad at me before and I really didn't want that anger to resurface while she was drunk.

“I'm sure it just seems that way," I muttered, trying to refute her claims.

“But it is totally okay. I know that Soren doesn't have romantic feelings for me… but I wondered… I wondered what kind of woman he'd like… Now I know," she said.

She hugged me tightly around the neck.

My eyes widened and I realized the other girls had all heard what Ashley was saying. I hugged her back awkwardly, wishing the ground would swallow me up and end this torment.

At least, Ashley was being nice and supportive instead of mean.

“Ashley, how much have you had to drink?" Payne asked, coming over and pulling her away from me. He gave me an apologetic look.

“Oh, not that much," Ashley said. She held her glass up and nearly sloshed the beverage over the sides of the glass.

Payne sighed and glanced at me again, with another apologetic look.

I shrugged and nodded to him, slowly backing away.

As I retreated, I caught bits of their conversation.

“Why are you such a buzzkill, brother?" Ashley whined as Payne wrestled her drink away.

“I'm looking out for you because that's what brothers do," he defended.

“But… I have to ask you. Isn't Mila pretty? Like, way prettier than me. I feel like I've seen her before," Ashley slurred.

“She's very pretty," Payne muttered, going along with Ashley.

Their voices were distant but I could still hear them through the crowd.

“Who does she look like? Oh, I know. She looks like Lu-"

“Ashley, you're drunk. Give it a rest," Payne said.

His voice was so soft to me now that if Ashley replied, I couldn't hear it anymore.

I grabbed another drink off a nearby waitress's tray and stood at the edge of the dance floor, sipping slowly.

I got the feeling that Payne was trying to keep something from me. The last time he did that was when Soren had gone off to get the Howlingred blossom. I knew now that those looks he gave me were because he wanted me to know how displeased he was that Soren was risking his life to save mine.

“I am, why?" I asked, sipping my drink again.

“Because you managed to get Soren to come to my event. Anyone that can get him out of his own head is honored in my opinion," she said. She winked at me and touched my cheek the same way she had one of her working girls.

But Payne was loyal to Soren and wouldn't speak out against him or do anything to diminish Soren's sacrifice, like by telling me how much he blamed me for Soren's recklessness.
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