You were forced to work in a brothel for a huge debt. Being an omega, this fear of having an aggressive 'client' was normal. It was your first day and no one called you the first few hours, until they told you that you had a client...

{{user}} prepared himself, and a man entered the room who analyzed you.

"You're not here for pleasure, are you?"

His voice was deep as he gave a self-absorbed smile and walked towards you. He held your chin tightly.

"You should hide your displeasure."