Chapter 15
“Girl, are you okay?” An Omega Celine had never met before approached her.
Celine was about to brush off the question but the Omega sounded so genuine and she was actually not okay, “Not really,” She admitted.
The Omega smiled at her, her dry lipstick cracking, “It feels like that sometimes,” She sympathized, linking their arms. “You should stay away from the entrance though, it gets really rough there…”
Celine followed her without question, she should probably feel self-conscious that she had looked so helpless and out of place enough for a random person to feel the need to step in and offer assistance but she didn’t. She was way in over her head living her new life, she craved a bit of the normalcy she used to have.
The nice Omega took her to a less crowded corner and encouraged her to sit, right before she rifled through her sling bag and brought out a brightly colored pill. “This should fix you right up,” She offered it to her, patting her shoulder. “I’ve gotta go though, I’ve got my sights set on this rich heir.”
Celine watched the Omega disappear into the crowd with shock expressive on her features, still holding the pill. Their conversation had gone in a way she could have never predicted… *who was she kidding?* She was so far removed from normalcy and she didn’t think she could ever get her old life back.
She didn’t hesitate to toss away the pill although it had been gifted to her, she had no interest in drugs. She was still grateful to the Omega for getting her to this corner of the ballroom because she didn’t think she would have been able to do it herself, she would wait here until it was time for her to leave.
In the few minutes after the Omega left, several waiters with alcohol-laden trays had passed by her and offered her a drink each time which she turned down. She didn’t drink to begin with but she had even less of an inclination to get drunk at a party like this. It was no wonder drunk people kept getting tossed out, there was so much alcohol and there was also easy access to it.
So the moment someone else approached her, she was ready to turn them down. “I don’t want a drink, please.”
Her words elicited laughter from the Beta that slid into the chair beside her, “I don’t blame you for getting sick of them,” She laughed, her voice rich.
Celine was relieved that it wasn’t a waiter but she was also wary after her experience with the first Omega. The Beta that approached her was dressed in a flowy red dress, a mink stole over her shoulders, and despite her words, she was holding a bubbling flute of champagne.
“You’re the Omega that was sold to Alpha Asher, aren’t you?” She sobered up quickly, her dark eyes sharp as she sized her up.
Celine didn’t know what to say to this, the Beta had asked her that question like they were talking about the weather. “Y-Yes?”
“I told you, she was the one,” Another Beta joined the conversation. She sat at the table as well, holding an entire bottle of expensive red wine.
Celine didn’t know what to say to this, *how did these people even know her?*
“You’re a bit of a novelty now, dearie.” The second Beta tipped the bottle of wine at her, the thickly drawn kohl around her eyes made her light brown eyes pop. “The Omega that made the three Mafia Kings go head to head in a bid for her.”
This was Celine’s first time hearing this so she blinked in surprise, “You’re joking,” She blurted out.
“I never tell a joke, dearie.” She smiled, taking a drink from her bottle of wine.
“Why don’t we introduce her to the others, Vanessa would love to meet her,” The first Beta hopped to her feet and snatched up her wrist, pulling her out of her seat before she could protest.
“W-Wait-” Celine stuttered as she was dragged along. She wasn’t too eager to meet new people seeing as it never turned out well.
The Beta was really strong though and her protest was ignored, she was taken a short distance away thankfully so when this was all over, she could return to her empty table.
This table was filled up, and drinks were piled up on the table. It was clear that everyone of them was at least a little bit drunk and it wasn’t just women, there were men here too, all of them dressed in expensive brand-name clothing.
“Vanessa, you wouldn’t believe who we bumped into.” The Beta that had a tight grip on her wrist addressed a completely drunk Omega who was perched on an Alpha’s legs.
She blinked blearily at her, a frown on her pretty face. “Who?”
“Mafia King Asher’s new property,” Someone else replied.
Celine looked over at the Beta and physically recoiled at his red face, his eyes drooping. He was clearly wasted and Celine was sick of being some sort of entertainment for these drunk strangers, so she yanked her hand free. “I need to go to the restroom, please excuse me.” She bit out, walking right off.
She didn’t need to use the restroom and wanted nothing more than to return to her previous table but she feared that they would just go after her again so she forced herself to walk through the crowd of people mingling - *anything to get away from them.*
*Where was Asher by the way?* She thought angrily, if this was his idea of them attending an event together, she would have preferred to stay at the mansion. She might have been terribly nervous beside him but at least his presence would deter the other people making her night an awful one.
She asked a waiter to point her to a restroom, relieved when she was able to get away from the noise as she was directed down a quiet hallway. She slipped into the ladies restroom, surprised to find it empty and pristine. It was always a startling contrast of classy tastes mixed with utter lawlessness but that was exactly what the Mafia entailed.