Page 6 of Omega's Vengeance

“You mean that omega kid is actuallyrunningthis shitshow?” I laugh, but I’m mostly trying to hide my embarrassment. I thought Alessio was just the bait. I didn’t realize he was theboss.That makes my situation even more humiliating. Young or not, Alessio reeled me in like a clueless trout.

“That’s right. He’s in charge.”

“Unbelievable.” I frown. “You’re familiar to me. How do I know you?”

He moves to the door. “I’ve said too much already. Boss will come see you when he’s good and ready.” He leaves, slamming the door behind him.

“Asshole,” I mutter under my breath. The chill of the cellar is getting to me. The damp sinks into my bones, and my teeth chatter every few seconds.

My eyes are adjusting to the dim lighting. The boxes that I stumbled over earlier have fishing rods sticking out of them. Sadly, there are no hooks or fishing line that I could use as a weapon. I open some of the boxes one by one, hoping there will be something inside that I can use to escape. Unfortunately, they’re just full of old clothing and pots and pans. I’m freezing, so I put on one of the old sweaters I find. It smells of mothballs and damp wool.

Feeling shaky and tired, I return to the far end of the room where I first woke up. There’s a small cot with no pillow or blanket. Once I get more energy, I’ll go back and grab more of the clothes from the boxes. Maybe then the bed will be cozier. I sit down and finish my bottle of water. I keep the bottle nearby for other reasons too. I don’t see a toilet anywhere. I’m not going to piss on the ground where I sleep and marinate in the scent of urine. The bottle will have to do as my bathroom for now.

The cot squeaks alarmingly when I lower myself onto it. I wouldn’t be surprised if it collapsed, to be honest. My feet hang off the end of the small bed, and I rest my head on the canvas material, feeling anxious. I don’t feel good physically, so that makes me feel vulnerable. Not something I relish.

Somehow, I doze off and only wake when the door at the other end scrapes open again. I quickly sit up, head spinning, and face the dark figure moving toward me. The shape is too slender to be the yellow-eyed alpha. When the person is a few feet from me, his honeyed scent fills my nostrils.

Alessio.

He flicks a flashlight on, and I wince as it momentarily blinds me. “How are you enjoying your stay with us, Dario?” he asks snidely.

“To be honest, not that much. I never got any chocolate with my turn-down service.”

He laughs, and the huskiness of it shivers through me. Why the fuck am I still attracted to him? But I am. I’m half hard just standing near him in my little dungeon. He moves closer, but not so close I can grab him. He’s holding the cattle prod Yellow Eyes had earlier.

“Why am I here?” I ask.

“Because Valentino needs to be taught a lesson.”

I frown. “And you think holding me hostage is teaching him something? All it’s gonna do is piss him off. You’re being dumb.”

“I think you underestimate me, Dario.”

“I don’t even fucking know you, so how does that work?” I take a step toward him, and he lifts the cattle prod higher.

“Don’t. I’ll use this. If you think I won’t, you’re dead wrong.” His voice is hard. Cold.

“Aww, that’s not nice. Do you use that thing on all of your lovers? Or am I just special?”

He purses his lips, running his gaze over me. “You’re nothing to me. What happened before? Outside that bar? That was a mistake.”

“Ya think?” I growl.

“I was horny, and so I went with it. I don’t usually let strange alphas fuck me, especially in such a dirty and low-life way.”

“Is that right? You’re too good for that kind of thing?”

“Damn straight,” he snaps.

“Bullshit.” I laugh. “You loved it.” He’s not trying to seduce me anymore, but there’s still something about the way he looks at me that makes me certain he wants more of me. I’m flattered. Excited. But mostly confused about how that makes sense.

His mouth hardens. “Like I said, it was a mistake.”

“Yeah, it was. Most definitely.”

“I’m glad we can agree it shouldn’t have happened.”

I cross my arms, eyes pinned on him. “If I’m not here to be your sex slave, how about you tell me why I am here?”

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