"Give him to me, please! Sell the guy to me! I'll give you whatever you want!" The man who paid me last month was so loud when he came up to the woman we call "Madam."
The man, who was pretty well-dressed, was begging like he really needed me.
I don't even remember him.
The old lady with the big body and bad pheromones is in charge here. She was the one who bought me from my dad.
I'm sitting on a wooden chair in front of a big clear window, and I'm wearing a see-through nightgown that shows most of my private parts. It was pretty wild, nipples and even private parts were on display for all the customers to see. It might make you feel a bit humiliated, but it's just how things are done around here. It's a big glass case that's made to display all the Omegas.
Alphas would come by, pick an Omega they liked, and pay them for the night. So, the idea behind this big glass box was to make sure the Omegas couldn't spread their pheromone to trick the Alphas into picking them.
In this world, there's a second gender called Omega and Alpha. The world's full of Betas, and the minorities are ruled by the likes of Omega Dominants and Alpha Dominants. Not a lot of Dominants are born into ABO families. Most Dominant bloodlines are only found among the elite.
I was in their shoes once upon a time.
So, when my dad sold me as an Omega Dominant to Madam, she was over the moon. It was like finding a diamond in a pile of mud.
"I'm not selling him! He's the only dominant omega I've got!" Madam let out a loud scream, it was obvious from her facial expression that she was pissed at the man. She was fanning herself with a fan, sweat dripping down her back, even though the room was freezing.
"I'll pay whatever it takes!" The man insisted again, saying he could buy me. I could look into those eyes, see how he was craving me.
What a waste of time. I mean, what would be the point of buying someone who's not even interested in the same way of life as you?
"No way am I giving Shiloh to you! He's already made quite a bit of money tonight from some pretty generous people. And you can't even book him now!"
I clenched my fists. I really didn't like hearing that.
That awful night was replaying in my head and I couldn't stand it. I rubbed my hand, where the needles had left some bluish bruises.
Madam always gives me drugs before I'm entertaining the customer. I used to lose it and try to run away a few times, and another reason is that I'm dealing with a health issue.
Hanahaki Disease.
Where I sometimes throw up rose petals on the spot. I've had this condition for about two years, and I'm not really sure if it can be cured. The doctor told me Hanahaki could be cured with surgery.
The drugs make me numb, so I can't do anything. I just humored the customer while the vomit and cough wouldn't happen.
"Ugh..." I coughed, and a rose petal fluttered past my lips.
Madam turned around and came over to the glass box where I was sitting.
"Come out, fast! I've got to get the drugs in you before that customer gets disgusted by your petal!"
As I left the glass box, I hobbled slightly because my ankle was blue and sore. Yesterday, one of the customers stomped on my foot. One of the staff just put on an ointment, but it didn't do anything. I walked into a room with poor lighting and laid down on the bed. Honestly, I'm not a huge fan of being here after my dad sold me into prostitution.
I saw the man that Madam sent to give me the injection every day come into the room. He was looking for a place to put the drug back into my body.
"Damn, your body is all blue! Is there still someone out there willing to pay for this ugly body? Lucky you that you're an Omega Dominant, you've got a really appealing pheromone that they're just dying to taste you! The voice sounded like it was putting me down, talking down to me, and being rude.
I didn't say anything. I just closed my eyes. I was exhausted, the pain from the injections was unbearable, and it was disgusting and gross when someone I don't want touched my body. I want to end my life.
When I opened my eyes, my body was totally numb.
"Ahh.. Ahh.. Ngghh.."
I could hear those bastards moaning in my ears, their hands holding me, their wet tongues licking all over me. I wasn't in great shape, and I had a lot more to lose.
The strong smell of their pheromone from being sexually aroused, mixed with the smell of sweat and the smell of sperm, made me feel nauseous.
My lips felt swollen, but I couldn't say a word.
The drugs made me unable to move.
I could no longer feel the lower half of my body, and my head was throbbing, aching. When my world was spinning out of control and I was on the brink of unconsciousness, I heard this loud bang from the door.
They were running away from me when I heard a scream. I had no idea what was going on. My head was pounding, and then, all of a sudden, everything went black.
"This room has that strong smell of omega pheromones."
"He, Shiloh Rudapriya, is the person we're looking for. He is Dominant Omega, Gil Rudapriya's son."
I could hear them calling my name and talking about my dad. The noise level is too high, though. There are other sounds that bother me too.
"Take him." I heard those words right before I passed out.