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Roland laughed. “Seventy-two fucking grand is his story. He was on a winning streak and started doubling down on credit. Apparently, things didn’t go his way, and instead of stopping like a fucking man, he decided to keep spending our money until I had to bring him in here for a little lesson in financial management.”

I stared at the man and then looked down at Ethan. “You brought seventy-two grand in that little backpack of yours?” Unless he had some vintage thousand-dollar bills in there, it seemed unlikely.

“Wait, what?” He looked between me and Roland. “Two thousand. The message said two thousand.” His breathing started to increase again, and I put my hand on his shoulder to steady him in case he took another dive. “We don’t have seventy-two thousand dollars. I have two thousand. Well, I don’t even have two thousand. I had to borrow against four different credit cards and empty my savings account to come up with this much.”

I turned away, inhaling deeply through my nose as I tried to hold back the rage that was building inside me. I fucking hated these situations. This was why I never wanted to be the one in charge. Andro could handle this shit better than me, but somehow, I ended up with most of the casino detail. And now I had to witness whatever was about to go down. “You came here with two grand?”

Tears were already streaking down his cheeks as he nodded. “Please don’t kill him. I know he’s an asshole but… You don’t have to kill him. I’ll pay it off somehow.” He turned to Roland. “Can you take payments? Maybe two hundred a month for…the rest of my life.” He shrugged and looked back at me, begging me with his eyes to help him. “I know he has a gambling problem. I’ve begged him to get help. This time, I’ll make him go. I swear it.”

Fucking hell. I turned to Roland and shrugged, not sure how to offer any kind of help.

To his credit, Roland looked as uncomfortable with the situation as I did. There was a wholesome innocence to Ethan that we didn’t often see. “I wish there was something I could do, kid, but we can’t let people cheat us out of money. They either pay with cash, or they pay with their life.” He turned to the man who was barely conscious but obviously aware enough to know his time was running short, and then looked back to Ethan. “I’m sorry we brought you all the way down here, but…you’re probably gonna wanna leave now.”

Ethan was hysterical as he reached for my hand and held it to his chest. “Please, help me. Don’t let them kill my dad. He’s an idiot and a terrible father but…he’s my dad. What if you take me instead?” He seemed to perk up as the thought solidified in his mind. “Yeah, you can have me. For whatever you want.” He swallowed hard and glanced into my eyes before looking at my hand against his chest. “I’m a…virgin. Isn’t that worth something to guys like you?”

Fuck yeah, it was. I saw the light flicker on in Roland’s head. We did have uses for virgins who were looking to make money. Between our harems and the auctions, Ethan was worth a hell of a lot more than seventy grand to the organization. But I couldn’t do that. He was just so damn innocent. He didn’t belong there and definitely didn’t belong with some pervy alpha who was rich enough to buy his way through any vulnerable omega he came across.

Without giving it more than a moment’s thought, I nodded once. “I’ll do it.” I glanced at Roland. “Take the money out of my account. He’ll come with me.”

Roland was shocked by my statement, but he didn’t react as Ethan’s grip on me tightened even more while he pulled me closer to his chest.

Ethan closed his eyes and sighed. “Thank you.”

“Yeah, well, you can’t go around offering yourself to guys like us. You have no idea who you might get stuck with.”

“Dude, I had no idea you could be such a softy.” Roland chuckled and shook his head. “But if this is what you want, it saves me some paperwork.” He looked at the guy slumped in the corner and then back to Ethan. “What do you want us to do with him?”

He frowned at me and then at Roland. “Can you get him to the hospital? I think he’s gonna need some stitches.”

Yeah, more than a few and probably a cast for his hand, but I kept that to myself.

Roland motioned to a couple of the other guys that were in the room with us. “Yeah, we’ll get him to Valley Med, and then he’s on his own from there.” He looked right at Ethan and made sure his words were heard. “He better not ever show his face in this casino again because there won’t be a phone call for help next time. He’ll just disappear.”

Ethan swallowed hard and then sniffled. “Understood.” He glanced at me. “So, now what?”

Well wasn’t that the question of the fucking day?

Chapter 3

Ethan

He said yes. The gorgeous alpha—who seemed like a decent guy, for a mobster—said yes.

Fucking hell, he said yes.

My blood ran cold and sweat beaded on my forehead. What had I done?

In the heat of the moment, it seemed like a great idea. Offering myself to a strange alpha mobster to save my dad’s life and pay off his debt was a no-brainer. Brilliant even. I really was a virgin, and I’d heard enough rumors to know that virginity was valuable to some people. It was stupid, but that was life sometimes.

But now that he was ushering me out of the casino and toward a black SUV, I started to realize the flaw in my plan. Who the hell was this guy and what was he going to do with me?

I mean, the obvious answer was that he was going to breed me like any other red-blooded alpha would. But then what? Was it really a good idea to offer myself up for my dad? The chances of him actually cleaning up his act and giving a shit about me were practically non-existent. He’d been in and out of trouble for the past decade, and his gambling was clearly out of control.

Oh shit. What about my job? My things? Did I just leave them behind? I left my job in the middle of a shift. They expected me back tomorrow. I had an apartment. Thank goodness I wasn’t fostering any animals right now or they would need someone to take care of them.

I had way more questions than answers. I breathed in and out slowly to try to alleviate the stress radiating through my body.

I had no idea if my dad would even be able to keep the house without me there to help him but… Maybe I could still help him? Maybe this guy just wanted to have me as a sex toy now and then, and I could go about my life the rest of the time.

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