Chapter 4 Jone's Point Of View

I set the dining table, and my younger brother was so happy. I wondered where my step father gets the money he is spending.

"Jones is my favorite daughter. She saved us and proved to me she is not a worthless omega," he said, and all his friends who were at the dining table laughed.

A loud bang sounded on our door, and everyone observed in fear. "What's going on?" I whispered.

Hugo cleared his throat. "Open the door," before he could finish, a loud bang hit the door, and a group of men entered.

"Where is she?" a man with his blue eyes asked.

My stepfather pointed to me. "She is the one," I exclaimed in fear.

"Seize her," the man ordered. I tried looking into my stepfather's eye, but when he turned his face away, a hand landed on my arm, dragging me.

"Father, please no, say something!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry, Jones. You are nothing but worthless, so I made you worthy," father said without feeling remorseful.

I look at my brother with tears flowing down my cheeks. I was supposed to know that something wasn't right from the very moment when he started spending more that we don't know where it came from.

They grabbed me, pulling me. "Take her, and she should never return." These were the words of my stepfather. I tried struggling to free myself from the tight grip. A loud bang hit my head, making me fall into a deep sleep.

I woke up and found myself on a soft and cozy bed. I stood up instantly and looked around because everything seemed unfamiliar to me.

"Welcome home, pet," it was hanging on the door. I still didn't understand what was going on.

A knock sounded on my door. I stood up in fear, trying to hide against the wall. The door flung open without waiting for my response, and his forest green eyes scanned the room and gazed at me. I couldn't help but take a gaze at him. He was the mighty alpha Scott, a very ruthless mafia alpha.

I couldn't help but sniff his very thick aura filling the room, his broad chest matching his muscles. He took a step with his muscles, each step looking like a mighty majestic man. I took a step backward but realized I reached the edge of the wall, and the mighty alpha was close to me. His eyes were ignited with piercing blue eyes, and he sniffed.

"Omega," he said in disgust. I covered my face as if I was ashamed.

"Look at me while I talk to you," he commanded, and I lifted my innocent gaze at him.

"I want you to get dressed and meet me in the red room," he ordered.

"Red room?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"No one dares look like me that way. I would have hit you, but not now. Get the fuck and put on that g-string," he commanded me

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"Can you explain to me what I'm here for?" I questioned while trembling.

"Are you trying to question my audacity? Get dressed and come downstairs," he yelled and walked out in anger. One thing about him that I didn't understand was why I felt so hot when he moved close to me. I didn't understand my feelings. I looked towards the wardrobe and saw the g-string.

Tears began to flow from my cheeks as I gently took off my clothes and showered. Then, a group of women barged into my room.

"We are here to dress you up, pet," the word "pet" got me upset.

"I'm not a pet," I yelled at them.

"You have to understand you are nothing but a pervert and a whore," the lady said. "Girls, dress her," she called her hands, and I was treated like a pet indeed.

After I was dressed, I looked at myself and could see my glittering blue ocean eyes. My beauty revealed itself, but it looked as if the suffering I had already covered my beauty.

"Stand up," the lady ordered, and who was I not to answer? As long as they were Alpha Scott's men, I didn't have any options.

I followed them to a room and was pushed in blindfolded. A deep muscle hit me from the back.

"Where am I?" I stammered.

"You are here to do the job you were paid for," Scott's voice sounded beside me. He shifted my hair, flinging it to the other side, giving him a chance to sniff my neck. I gripped my cloth tight, trying to catch my breath.

The hot fire kept burning in me. "Mate," I whispered. A few whips landed on my butt, making me fall down as tears flowed down my cheek.

"You only follow my command. Red means stop, green means continue. Follow my instructions to avoid punishment," he grabbed my hair up.

"And pray you are a virgin like your father said; otherwise, you will be dead," he unfolded my eyes. With tears on my face, I found myself in a red room. Lots of instruments were there, and as my gaze fell upon the huge bed in front of me, a chain was placed on it.

"Now crawl," he added.

"Please, spare me, Scott. I have never experienced this before," I pleaded with tears running down my cheek.

"A heir is all I need," he pushed me, making me lie down on the bed. I was handcuffed, my left and right hand, alongside my legs. My clothes were roughly ripped as a hand went in between my thighs, and I wiggled.

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It had been two weeks already, and I realized my work for Scott. I didn't know the sudden feeling I had for him after realizing he was my mate. He has yet to realize it because I'm an omega. It takes a month before his wolf is finally found.

There was much freedom here, not going into the street to beg for alms, I so much love the freedom here.

Even though the treatment I received from him, I loved him, since he was the first man to touch me and my mate still.

I stood at the balcony, inhaling deeply. "You aren't here to have fun but to make babies," he said and left.

Then, all of a sudden, my door flung open, and Ava walked in with her other maids behind. A slap sounded on my cheek.

"You need to know your place, whore," she spat on my face and walked out alongside my maid.