SHE'S VIKTOR ROMANOV'S.

ars for a whole m

ld but I felt their eyes on me, you know. Thos

d my knees were scraped from being forced on

and they all knew

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ROMANOV

off the velvet chairs where we sat,

could see the hunger in their eyes. They co

eryone struggled for ownership. Our marketpl

onaires but tonight we were MAFIAS

closed in his hand. I leaned back, keeping my expression indi

always taken advantage of. I watched as they b

irl staggered on the stage, he

ce of meat. The men around me leaned forw

ting my tongue as it slid down my throat.

I watched as others bid

uriosity gnawed at me. The others looked vulner

rest

e hundred thousand," the auctioneer's voice ec

e called from the far end. I didn't n

SMIR

d if not because of this sacred tradi

a long draw from his cigar. I watche

ers, but not this time. Glancing at the lady who

E

r. And I wo

oice rose across the silent room and ev

n interest. "We have six hundred thousand!" He continued his chan

shifting to annoyance. He glared at me. The other buy

eclared, my eyes locked on th

strated. I could see the desire in his eyes. He wanted h

, smirking at Boris w

. Everyone was shocked. In all the eyes of bei

e woman standing on the platform. I could almos

ignaling that I had crossed a line. "O

continued, his voice booming as

he gavel crashing dow

She was still blindfolded but she sat st

e toy, already enjoying the show. Two soldiers can'

he drink in the glass, I stood up, pushed

an injury. "You're coming with me," I muttered th

oment, her body tensed, pulling against m

voice cold. "Stop resi

t it only made me tighten my gri

s-on me-waiting for any sign of hesitation, any wea

k and black claimoflair, and I pract

d sharp, but it didn't matter. Her strengt

s drugged, I could see the haziness,

demanded in a f

hut and got in beside her, the sou

he auction house. She would learn soon enough-

n, the tall iron gates creaked open,

don't want her tracing the way, in case she t

tched me as I dragged her on the ma

. It was the first time i

My nephew-Nikolai watched me go and as I pass

nt him involved in this part of the business. Not aft

hall. The blindfold was still on, and for now, it stayed

e, my word is law." I said in a com

oward my voice, but she di

familiar throb in my temples. I needed

room, the door closing behind me as I