Velvet's POV

“Fuck…” sound of glass breaking echo as Zavian stood up to leave.

“I guess our Alpha is a little tipsy. Back to the game, bring the box in to let our lucky winners know the rest of their price.”

After they picked, they handed it over to the waiter, and the choices were read. I had to do his bidding whatever he wanted I had to obey him

I just sat beside him letting him touch me as he pleased. Thankfully he wasn't without self control and didn't go overboard when he noticed my discomfort.

My companion for the night wrapped his arm around my waist leading me...