An Omega For Sale (Freya) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 

Chapter 125 

At this point, it truly felt like my mind was trying to play tricks on me. Zoe’s fingers were already connecting with the belt strap that held my pants and it was the moment she unhooked that my mind sprang into action. I shot out a hand to grab onto hers. Tightly. 

Pulling her with that hand to the front of me, I gave her the dirtiest look I could summon in my drunken state. It seemed to be quite effective because her eyes were blown wide with fear. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed at her 

“You’re hurting me Master.” She replied instead and I squeezed her hands even tighter. 

“I asked you a question Zoe.” 

“I–I’m just trying to help.” She stuttered. 

“You’re the lowly omega here Zoe. For your sake I’m hoping this doesn’t ever repeat itself again. The next time you get this boost of confidence or courage and repeat this nonsense, you will not only spend the night in the dungeon, after then you’ll be thrown out of my home completely. Do I make myself clear 

Tears had begun to stream down the maids face but at this point, I didn’t give two shit. 

“Yes Master.” She replied. 

“Now get out.” I said and with a last longing look in my direction she left the room, sniffling and hiccuping as she went. 

Goddess! Could this day get any worse? 

I couldn’t deny that over time I had noticed that Zoe held some sort of attraction towards me but it had never been a problem. In fact, most people held an attraction towards me and that Included my maids. 

“Greyson, again with the alcohol?” Smith’s voice came from the doorway interrupting my train of thoughts and 1 sighed internally, maybe even groaned a little, before turning my eyes in his direction. 

“What do you want Smith? You have a cell phone right? You know what those are used for? You know you could always call before you show up here?” 

“Well I did and my calls were ignored, the same way it has been for the last week. So pardon me for just showing up.” He sassed right back at me. 

We glared at each other for a few seconds. Smith was very dear to me, he had been through most of my toughest times with me and no matter how much shit I gave him, he still stuck with me. But I wasn’t liking him very much in this moment and I intended to let him know. 

“Why are you drinking Greyson?” He asked, 

“Well, let’s see. First, my mate died. Then I fall in love with this beautiful and perfect woman and her child and then she turns out to be the unclaimed omega I slept with four years ago while I was mourning the death of my mate. And now she’s gone with my child and I’ve searched every nook and cranny for her but she’s gone and I’m never going to see her again. 

I don’t know if she’s hurt or if she’s safe. I don’t know if she has been taken again, or if Jessy is doing fine, i don’t know if they have food to eat or a roof over their head. All I have is their thoughts and the memories we have shared over the last couple of months. So forgive me for choosing to drown in alcohol Smith, if you have a better idea, I’ll be happy to listen.” I finished. 

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Chapter 125 

Picking another bottle I took a swig from it. Ignoring the way the alcohol burned my throat. I could feel my cheeks get wet but I didn’t have to swipe at it to know that tears were falling from it again. Just the way it had been for the last two weeks. 

Smith sighed heavily and the resignation in that sigh was too much to be ignored. When I turned my attention back to him, he looked like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. His face was in a frown and his lips were pursed. 

“Freya is at my place.” He finally said. 

There was a pause that seemed to last for hours and I could do nothing but blink rapidly while this pause lasted. 

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