Chapter 53: Scent of Victory

"Hello, my dear guests! What can I offer you?" Tall and middle aged woman, beautiful but has exaggerated colors in the face. Must be the Madame of this whorehouse.

"And how about you, lady? Are you, perhaps, going to apply?"

What on earth did she ask? Do I look like I'm going to apply to be a whore? I may have thought about it once before, but that was because I had nowhere to go and desperate to earn. I am offended honestly.

"Apply for what?" Demitri's tone was cold and lethal.

I quickly held his arm to stop going further. This madame could help us find that person so we should not make a bad impression.

"I am with them, Madame. I'm his mate, and they are his brothers who are here to drink and have fun," I said politely and with a smile.

"Oh! My apologies for my wrong assumption. I thought..." She chuckled. "Anyway, should I get a private room for the group or each of you will have separate rooms?"

The wind blew from somewhere, blowing the Madame's hair. She got distracted for a bit