The Alpha s Possession Omegaverse

Rosalind's POV

"Your paycheck huh?" Ronny said to my breasts. I fought the urge to slap him across the face.

I didn't hate people. I might have been raised on the streets but I always kept an optimistic perspective. It was one thing they couldn't take from me. 

But I hated Ronny. His sour breath, wandering fingers and most of all the derogatory way he treated all the women who worked for him like they were nothing but slabs of meat to be pawed at and treated as he pleased.

And that was before what happened.

"Yes, the paycheck that was due a week ago."

Ronny's eyes finally left my breasts to look me in the eye. 

"No need to sound so stuck up, Rossy. Come into my shop let me find something for you."

He smacked his lips vulgarly and entered his shop. 

That 'something' had better be my full paycheck or so help me Goddess, I would not be responsible for my actions.

Think of Bast. Think of Bast. 

I followed him into the shop and let the door slam behind me even though it was the last thing I wanted. Bast needed this paycheck. I needed it.

Everyone knew Ronny here in the Northern District. Although infamous for his unscrupulous acts, he paid well especially if you were young and female. He was the harmless pervert that leered and talked dirty but didn't actually do anything. 

Or so I thought.

"I hear the kid is coming down with something. That's why you've been taking on more jobs, eh?" Ronny's voice came from deep within the shop.

I paused. 

"Yes."

"Found it."

 Ronny came out to the foyer of his cavernous store, his big belly jiggling with every step. He held a pouch that sounded like it held far more bronze than I was owed. 

"I was thinking we could come to some sort of agreement." He licked his sweaty upper lip.

I suddenly became conscious of the fact that I was alone in the shop of a wolf that was leagues stronger than the omega I was.

"What sort of agreement?" I took a cautious imperceptible step backwards.

He adjusted his crotch. Literally reached down and adjusted his crotch. I felt sick. 

"One of a personal nature. You are a pretty stunning thing. A little bit on the skinny side but nothing I can't manage. You rub my back and I'll give you the money for the kid's treatment."

He was moving closer now, faster than I was able to back away. Caging me in.

"If you keep me happy, then you won't even need all those small jobs. I take care of my own."

"I… Thank you for the offer, Ronny. Let me think about it. I'll collect my pay now."

His black beady eyes narrowed. 

"You think I'm stupid? This is not up for discussion. Did you think I have been giving you jobs all this time from the goodness of my heart? You had no problem collecting my money, did you think you would tease me forever?"

I was shocked by his words.

"What do you mean? I have worked hard every pay. Tease you? I have never–"

"Enough of all this talk."

He backhanded me across my face. I stumbled and he took advantage of my loss of balance. He yanked at the top of my dress, ripping it open so that my breasts were exposed to his hungry gaze.

I screamed trying to push him away. He barely budged pushing me onto his work table scattering some bales of expensive silk.

Despite my struggles and pleas, I felt him reach for my skirts, hiking them up. 

He was going to rape me for a few bronzes. I wouldn't let my dignity be compromised like this and not to someone as despicable as Ronny. 

I caught sight of gleaming silver in the bed of that silk. A scissors. A silver scissor. I relaxed my body like I had given up on fighting him back.