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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her clothes before a bid would

was forced to take off

but no one was still

so the

continued.

she

her body shaking from crying, in front of

loathing

growing.

scheme they played with this

they would be

I was so tempted to

place down and save the

after that, where would

them, especially if my

out of

never take

And I knew the

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just repeat itself if I couldn‘t protect them completely.

about dark blue eyes. Was he part of the crowd taunting her to strip? Disgust filled my body at

of me desiring

just

“Lucy! You‘re next.”

head up. I had nothing to be scared off, but I

a place where demons were during rituals for an

for hours.

my

did.

strip anywhere if they wanted me to, and it wouldn’t shame me.

were violating them.

held my necklace, reminding myself to memorize the faces of the men in front of me. One day

back for them.

evilness

Save your soul.

was

darkness.

part of the stage. There were six big screens where the bid would be shown. One on my

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and two each on the sides where

were seated.

my head up, high enough to look at

my eyes gaze roamed around, looking for the

earlier.

was

Ten. Just

two months ago…” The speaker announced it

half ago? But I restrained myself from showing

emotions at all.

orphaned, raised in the Shallow

from balling as

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them. I was thankful that my wrap –around skirt was there to keep my ass away from their eyes. But I

to the front...”

five, give or take. He had his arms crossed against his chest before one hand

I was dancing earlier when my eyes

I was sure he would bid for me.

starts

no one was bidding. I had no idea how it would go until I saw some

This man looking at

think I knew what he was planning

deep baritone voice sent

He was good–looking, I wouldn’t deny that, but he disgusted

began whispering as another followed him.“Strip, are you

deaf?”

to stop my body from shaking. When I said stripping was nothing to me, I meant it. But a part of me didn’t want to strip in front of

to strip…” The speaker spoke,

for the rope

heart was thudding loudly

hands sweated.

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I told myself, and as I was about to

me flashed..

Don’t strip.

of the rope

out

fuck is that?” The man

me bellowed as his

and was looking for the man who

bid for me.

was

who was pressing

their tablet.

smiling

value. 10,000 was way too low. The

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