's P

was pulled away. The sudden burst of lig

e's indee

autiful, I

hat lingeri

bidder," the auctioneer's voice cut through

rowded with men of all sizes and ages, eager to s

men earlier, especiall

ce. I didn't want to stay there, trapped like

ly searching for any glimmer of hope,

d and lust. I stood vulnerable, barely wearing anythi

an exorbitant amount, silencing everyone

avior. He sat alone, shrouded in mystery

interest, no desire. He didn't raise his pl

n this twisted game? His indifference confused me. Didn't he smile at me earlier? Didn't he

o anyone, however, if I must choose

him. My heart was bleeding with hurt and

sing through my veins as I h

..." the auctioneer's voic

,000

man. The bastard was willing to throw away such amo

anything. The money was too much to outbid. I clen

he repeated, his voice d

awaiting the auctione

I needed to think of what to do next. I couldn't see myself thinking t

fixed them on my savior, he stood up

n, he wa

im, leaving me feeling abandoned and vulnerable. At least, when he was

oneer's voice cut

my fate. I was now the proper

. The sounds of the auction room, the murmurs of the c

erything were shattere

tion, so I escaped into numbness. Whatev

and onto a yacht, I remained numb. My mind was consumed by thoughts,

dings were lost on me. I was t

I glanced around, searching for

I trotted over to it, grasped it f

ealed it. I hid the remains of the broken

at disgusting old m

ow believed that his death wo

ls would be spared from the same fate. And maybe my death or his d

bed and settled in, hugging my legs as I waited anxiously for

inally swung open, and the person who entered the

savior, who had walked out of t

. I held my breath, unsure what to make of

ed," he began, his gravelly deep voice

?" His eyes locked onto

me captive. Saved me? Has he really saved me... My

ruly here

rried barefooted to his side. Standing meekly before

nough answer. I don't