118. The unmated dominant

Winnie stormed into the room and slammed the door behind him. He was fuming. Nobody ever dared to put him under the spot in front of other people. The male omega started to pace up and down to quell his anger but nothing helped.

"How dare he…? This little fake omega. Who does he think he is?"

A smirk distorted the features of his perfectly proportioned face and Winnie strode to the standing mirror in the corner of his room. He locked eyes with his reflection, his icy blue eyes shining with anger.

"I'm going to give him his money back! This little shit of an omega! Just because he has a pretty face he thinks he's everything? No one ever wanted him. I'm going to seduce his alpha and make him my lackey, I won't be satisfied until he's drowning in despair. Night! "