She knew that corridor, she walked it many times but the room behind that door was still a mystery. It was afternoon and the light illuminated the spacious room creating a cozy atmosphere. The walls were covered with elegant wallpaper; there were three large sofas and three more armchairs. Next to the window was a little table with some fresh flowers inside. Arya noticed that in a flash but what was more important she saw seven men sitting there. Personally she knew only one, Mr Kane who was smiling a little. The remaining six were total strangers. They were all Alphas she could sense a mixture of different pheromones floating in the air. The man sitting closest to her was pretty young. He had that dominant expression on his face, short brown hair and amber eyes. He was wearing fancy clothes and probably was looking for an Omega as a side lover to enjoy in his free time. Next one was older. He had dark hair and his eyes were almost black he looked strict, sitting stiffly on the sofa looking at her judging her every move. Then there was Mr Kane, close to a plump guy with receding hair and a look that made her shiver, that Alpha can’t win her. A little bit further was another man in his fifties elegant with short wavy blond hair. He looked calm, he might be a good option. Opposite him was a man with shoulder long black hair and a scar at the side of his cheek. He was clad in black. The last one was all smiles, hard to say how old he was but looked handsome with dark blond curly hair and lot’s of rings on his hands. He was wearing colorful clothes, matching and elegant but making him stand out. He must be a pimp. So a brothel was also possible. Should she pick one? Mr Kane was a well known option, he would be safe. That was her first thought. Maybe that other blond guy. Definitely not the plump one or the pimp. Her thoughts were stopped by Mr Xavier’s entrance.
“Gentlemen, this is Arya. As you know from the information given this young Omega will become seventeen in two weeks or so. She is well educated, can read, write and she plays the piano well. As all our Omegas she comes with a certificate from the doctor Harrison, confirming virginity. She has been trained to be an obedient Omega and how to please her Alpha.” Mr Xavier turned round and looked at her.
“Now Arya, walk around the room.”
Arya felt like a little well trained puppy, turning around slowly walking around the room giving every Alpha a chance to look at her from a closer distance. She looked everyone in the eyes trying to guess who will be able to pay most for her. She honestly hoped it wouldn't be the plump guy or the pimp. Now she had to make them feel her pheromones, so she did a sweet smell filled the room.
“Hmm that’s nice.” Said the plump guy enjoying her smell.
Ill luck, Arya thought. Then she moved to the piano standing in the corner. She sat down gracefully and touched the exquisite instrument. She has never played on this one, it was well tuned and she could hear it after playing only a few tunes. She has chosen a classical piece and put her heart into it. The music made her forget where she was, she closed her eyes and played. She played for herself, to feel the music, her freedom. To celebrate who she was, not what they wanted to do out of her. As soon as she finished and the music quietened she heard a small applause, then Mr Xavier stepped in again.
“Well gentlemen, as you could see this is really a fine example of an Omega. A little gem, coming from a noble family. She’s still young and she can be trained to suit your taste. The first bidding starts at 50 golden coins.” Mr Xavier smiled. Arya knew the price was high and wondered who would be rich enough to keep up with the headmaster's expectations. Men were bidding, the price went up quickly, soon reaching 95 golden coins. Unfortunately Mr Kane stopped bidding at 83 golden coins. Mr Xavier was excited, greed was lurking out of his eyes.
“Well gentlemen I’m glad you are excited, to give you some treat and allow you to make up your mind for the final purchase. Arya, strip.”
Arya lowered her head and took a deep breath. Fuck, she knew it would come but doing it, that was something different. She slowly reached for the buttons on her back.
“No need.” She heard from the side. ‘I’ll give you a hundred and fifty golden coins.” The air was sucked out from Mr Xavier’s lungs.
“Sir, that's a generous offer, is anybody going to bid higher? Arya, I told you to strip.” He commanded her again.
“I said before, there is no need. Is anyone going to pay more?”
There was silence.
“Good, then it is done. I don’t want anyone to lay his eyes on what’s mine. Get the girl ready and make her wait in my carriage.”
Arya gulped, she was kind of thankful for it. Her new owner saved her from the humiliation of standing butt naked in front of all that Alphas. Mr Kane with gloomy expression left the room along with others. Her new owner left to settle the payment and Arya followed a young Beta servant to the door. She was given a wide cape. She walked slowly down the main stairs. The stairs were uneven and one had to be careful while stepping. She stopped for a moment and turned back looking at he ugly gray old building. Through the window on the second floor she could see some faces. Arya waved at them and they responded. That was all the goodbye she could get.
The carriage pulled by four horses was waiting in front of the gate. The carriage doors were opened and she sad down. She was waiting. The inside of the carriage was upholstered with red velvet. It looked expensive. The guy must be rich otherwise he wouldn’t be able to afford her. Her thoughts were swirling she was afraid. The guy seemed to be determined to buy her and unwilling for anyone to see her naked. He seemed to be possessive. She could only hope he won’t lock her up. Arya still had in mind her plan B. If it turns out bad she will escape, she knew how to survive on the street Phil toughed her. She clenched her hands. Soon she heard steps, someone was approaching the carriage. The door went open and the man stepped in. He sat down and knocked the side wall with a cane and they moved.
“A question?” Silas crossed his arms. His stern look reminded Arya about their first meeting. Yet she was no longer a slave, now she was his wife and she was with a child. What is more she wasn’t the one who did something wrong, she wasn’t hiding anything. She suddenly felt she had an upper hand in the following discussion. “Yes my dear husband.” Arya sat down on Silas’ chair. ”Have you ordered your men to demolish my workshop?” There was a short flash in his eyes. He was shocked but not surprised. Arya suddenly deep inside already knew the answer. “Who told you such nonsense? Was that the Omega you met today?” He stepped inside the study and closed the door behind him. “Have you ordered it? Yes or no?” Arya asked again. “Will you believe me when I answer you? You seem to already know the answer.” He was standing in the middle of the room with his hands in his pockets. True Master of this place. “I need the truth Silas. Be it un ugly truth but still the truth.” Arya decided not
For a brief moment Arya didn’t know how to react to such a question. “Why are you asking me such a question?” She finally decided to ask back.Mehan was fidgeting with her fingers looking down on the table before she looked Arya in the eyes.“I ‘m not sure whether I should tell you this or not. I owe your husband my freedom, but I think I owe you even more. I owe you my life so I think you should know that.”The serious expression of Megan made Arya feel uneasy. Her stomach suddenly tightened, the first indication of stress.“What do you mean Megan?” “ The man that brought you the documents before we left, he works for your husband right?” “Yes.” Ary felt some cold tentacles crawling up her spine. “When I was working at the brothel I met him. He was into Carla, a Beta with curly brown hair. Once he brought three other men with him, they were celebrating something. All four of them were drinking and having fun talking about their business. From what they were talking I assumed they
Winter was slowly coming to an end. Every day the sun was shining a little bit brighter and longer. Every morning Arya was watching her reflection in the mirror carefully. Her body was changing. The belly was slowly growing and each time Ary was touching it she felt that the child was a real thing. Inside her a new life was growing.“You look amazing.” Her husband sometimes was hugging her from behind while his hands were resting against her belly. Then he would usually place a kiss on her nape and advise her to rest, relax and eat. Yet Arya’s conviction was firm, she wanted to stay active. Her underwear brand was doing well. Two weeks ago some new designs were presented and immediately picked up interest. Right now she was selling not only in her husband’s shop but also in two other places. The income was good enough to maintain all the costs and earn her a nice sum every month. Of course it wasn’t near as much as Silas would earn, still Arya felt satisfied that she was also contrib
Dancing and talking to all the guests finally wore Arya out. She needed a break and really looked forward to all of them leaving the mansion. The wedding however lasted till late at night. Arya managed to get back to her room and without taking off her dress threw herself on her bed. Her legs were hurting and all the tense feeling from the whole day finally left her. She was on the verge of falling asleep when the door opened. “Is my lovely wife trying to fall asleep in her own room on our wedding night?” Silas voice sobered her up. “No, I was just a bit tired.” Arya sat down on the bed.“Come with me, I want to show you something.” Silas took her hand and they walked out of her room. Arya followed him in the direction of the playroom. Fuck no. She wasn’t in a mood for something like that. Silas stopped in front of his bedroom. In one swift movement he took her in his arms and opened the door. “I always wanted to do that, carrying my wife inside our bedroom.” Arya’s heart started
Arya was taking a deep breath in and out. It was a moment of quiet for the first time this morning. She woke up early as usual and then a bunch of maids entered her private room. Arya was washed, some creamy mask was put on her face, her body was rubbed with a fragrant and relaxing oil. Next was her hair, it was dried and turned into curls and then pinned up and decorated with white flowers. Later was break time for Arya to eat something. After putting on some makeup Arya was dressed. The dress was magnificent, with sparkling lace, underlining her breast and waist, making her look princess-like. The maids even helped her put on earrings and a necklace of course. It all looked very expensive and Arya felt like some heroine out of a romance novel. After all that hustle and bustle she was finally left alone to rest for a bit before the ceremony would start. Arya came to the window, it was late autumn. Winter will soon paint the whole garden in white and grayish tones. Not even a year a
“Hmm, so now you are telling me that it is up to you what will happen to the family business?” He placed the glass aside.“You have no shame, don’t you care about your brother and sister? Have you ever thought about what might happen to them?” He looked nervous. He must have hated the situation when a pitiful Omega is about to make a decision concerning his future.“You are mistaken sir, I have no family. I’m an orphan. If I had a loving father I surely wouldn't be abandoned in a hell like the Institution.” Arya clenched her fists, she was ready to pour it all out.“You see, a loving father wouldn’t allow other men to beat his daughter and humiliate her. A loving father would care if she is cold and has enough food to eat. A father wouldn’t turn his back at a child that had to beg for food on the street. A decent man wouldn’t allow other men to treat his daughter like a sex object that can be bought and later disposed of.” Arya knew she wasn’t able to keep her tears from rolling. Stil