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“Morning,” I said cheerfully, walking inside, and once again, I felt self-conscious of my dirty white sneakers and ripped backpack.
“You’re here bright and early,” said a voice to my right, and I turned to see the youngest of the alphas. The one wearing glasses.Ruston was his name. The billionaire tech app guy who made it possible for his pack to get rich.
I flashed him a bright, excited smile, “I am. I’m so ready to get started.”
“I see,” he said, his face grave as he tried to smile. The smile looked forced on him, and I tried to keep a straight face upon seeing him struggling. “Let me show you to your quarters where you can rest and we’ll go through your tasks of the day.”
“Sounds cool,” I said, with my head up and my back straight as I followed close behind. I wanted to do a phenomenaljob and to be someone they couldn’t live without. Ruston’s overpowering alpha scent disguised under his cologne was throwing me off my A-Game.
How was I going to stay focused when the tingling between my legs kept growing stronger with every interaction with them?
Ruston had a different level of hotness than Zaff. He had a calm, professional demeanor. There was a coldness within his soul that repelled and also drew me in. I wanted to know him beneath the surface, but that would be dangerous as hell.
“This will be your room,” he said, stopping in front of a door in the hallway. My eyes widened when he opened the door to reveal a glittering vanity, a simple bed, and a walk-in closet. The windows were large, with natural sunlight streaming through and a beautiful view of the trees outside. “You can come in here whenever you need to rest or need a break.”
“Wow,” I said, looking around with my mouth half-open. The room was elegant but also simple enough to be a maid’s quarter. I wouldn’t mind living here forever instead of the trailer with my aunt.
No, I couldn’t think like that.
The alphas were my enemy, and my job was to squeeze every penny from them until I quit. All alphas brought was suffering to anyone lower than them in our society. Omegas were constantly oppressed, and betas were treated even worse. Ruston’s serious demeanor was welcome to me now, and it would make it harder for me to like him.
And that was a good thing.
“This is your uniform,” he said, holding out a hanger with a maid’s uniform attached to it. My mouth dropped open when I looked at it. It was a short dress that wouldn’t even cover my ass paired with a low-cut neckline. A thong was attached to it as a one-piece.
“Oh no,” I said, quickly backing away.
“Don’t forget, you signed the contract,” he said in a bored voice, staring at me with humor swirling in his eyes. “We will specifically pick out your uniform while you stay here. And you will wear these as well.”
He was holding a pair of high black heels in his other hand, and I stared in horror as he set them both on the bed. My mind was whirling with the possibilities of walking out right now. This was absurd, and I would never sell my soul like this.
But I’d be missing out on hundreds of dollars a week…
“I didn’t sign up to be your slut or anything,” I said in a firm voice. “I’d best get going. Thank you so much for the job opportunity, but we might not be a great fit.”
“Oh man,” he sighed as if contemplating something. “Are you sure?”
“Uh, yes, I am absolutely sure,” I said. “Especially if I have to wear that.”
I turned to leave, but he stopped me, saying, “Hold on.”
“What?”
“Does two thousand dollars for your first day sound good? If you wear the uniform,” he offered.
I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at him like he grew an extra head. “You can’t be serious. Just to wear that?”
“Yes,” he said, and I immediately walked towards the bed, picking it up in my hand. “Good girl, I’ll be outside waiting until you get changed.”
I didn’t say anything as I thought about the two-thousand dollars I’d make today.
I would wear it. Fuck, I’d wear it every day if I got paid like that on the daily.
Ruston left the room, and I dropped my backpack onto the little side table next to the bed. I proceeded to strip off all my clothes and stared at the maid uniform on thebed.
It’s just clothes, I told myself.
But after I put on the frilly uniform, I looked into the full-body mirror, shocked at what I was seeing. My breasts were squished together in this damn thing and nearly popped out of the dress. I’ve never had so much cleavage showing like that before. Basically, only my nipples were covered by this thing. The hem of the dress stopped right at my thighs, and I could see my thong straight through the lower portion of the dress, which was white and transparent. The top part of the dress had pink flower petal designs distributed all around with frilled white sleeves.
