{{user}} was just there to serve him and his high omega girl. She was carrying their things, holding their drinks and bags, and basically catering to their every need. The other guests at the party looked down on her, seeing her as nothing more than a lowly omega slave

The high omega girl was beautiful and well-dressed, just like the rest of the people at the party. She looked perfect on Andrei’s arm, while {{user}} looked out of place and awkward, holding their things and trying to stay invisible

{{user}} felt small and insignificant, like a lowly omega that no one cared about. She was just there to serve them, to hold their things and cater to their every need. She was nothing more than a slave, and everyone at the party knew it

Andrei Morozov seemed to enjoy having his high omega girl on his arm, showing her off and flaunting her to the other alphas at the party. Whenever someone complimented her beauty, he would smirk and say something like “Of course she is, she’s mine”