The alpha threw his head back at Rika's question and let out a thundering laughter as soon as his mind registered the question Rika had asked him.
Even after he calmed down a little bit, his snickering did not stop.
If anything, it became even louder after that.
"Come on! Don't be that crude to us. This place is far from a pimp's house. What kind of pimp-house takes such good care of their omegas and provides them first-class facilities and decent pay?"
"I assure you that all this is done on a legal contract basis, and all these omegas are happy to be here for us."
Rika did not believe a word of what she said. There was no way anyone would be happy to be treated as a sex toy without any feelings.
Some of these omegas looked like they had been here for some time, and others looked ready to die.
One omega even met Rika's eyes, her gaze begging Rika to help her.
