The Auction

It was two days after the night we rummaged clubs after clubs. We did get laid. I mean, I did get laid after. Marcus on the other hand, made sex after sex each club... I dont know where he gets that horse power.

Today, we are going to the live auction where I could expand and get alliance and more.

I'm wearing black tuxedo, nicely tailored by my personal sewer, Anika. She's 33 years old without kids. We had sex when I became 19. It was nice and a bit disgusting, but atleast it was nice.

Oh by the way, I forgot. I'm becoming 23 next week, 25th of August. I wonder if I would buy myself a gift today.

I made my way out the base just to find my car missing. "What the fuck!? Hey, where's my car?" I asked Dalton, who was one of my men to accompany me later. We only have thirty minutes before the auction starts. "Your brother took it." damn that bastard.

"Get my Bugatti ready in 2 minutes." I demanded.

I put my customized gucci glock 17 in my vest pocket and a spare dagger; tied and hidden in my right leg. Just in case.

"Let's go." I said and we strolled through the road. The way to Mercenera Heights were always a constant job for me. The mafia own that building. The legal activities held at the upper part while we do the dirty jobs at the hidden basement.

As we reach the vicinity of the building, I dialled Marcus' number. "How was the shipment?" I asked. "All smooth, man. Call you back later." he answered.

Marcus, as my second in command, he was assigned to all the mafia's drug shipment as well as the tracking of enemies' activities and bases especially the Russian mafia.

Although the Italian mafia is big, the Russian mafia is as strong and powerful as ours and I heard that they are expanding their allies here in Italy and I won't let that happen especially in my territory.

.....

Richest of all the riches are all over the basement. Senators, businessmen, and even royalties are here. Their luxurious cars were parked at the designated parking area along with their guards who accompanied them. Mine, it was at a hidden place away from theirs.

"Mr. Gianni, good to see you here." I greeted as I extended my arm at the senator who works for us. We pay him big amount of money to cover up all the messes we make.

He took my hand and shook it as he returned the greeting.

"Welcome back to Mercenera Heights, everyone!" I greeted as I clapped my hands together as a signal to open the large door of the grand auction. "Please, make yourself comfortable at the buffet we serve for you. I hope you'll enjoy the night." I said as I went straight to my seat at the upper deck where there was a large, one-way glass division that separates me from others.

Loud, lively music blasted from the speakers as we all wait for the right time the auction will start.

Minutes passed, there was a voice coming from the front where a dim-lighted dark stage appeared from the recently opened curtain..

As usual, a woman in her mid-forties hosted the auction. Muzzled cries of women and hushed shouts of my men who captured them can be heard from the back of the stage, but we were already accustomed with this kind of job to care about their lives. We were cold blooded humans. Lives are just a thing for us and these women are just properties when sold.

"Let's begin the bidding, shall we?" The host begun in monotone before introducing the first item to be auctioned.

The bidding flew fast the way I expected it to be, but I didn't even bother to waste my effort to bid and waste my money to those useless prostitutes.

"The very last and our main item, introducing Ms. Violet Moore, 19, approximately 131 pounds and 5"8. Her hair is natural Hazel brown. Green-colored eyes. She's known to be 'the biter'. She bites people until they're bleeding enough to die as what they said. She's a very much virgin. Her strength, figure and innocence makes her more valuable and that's what makes her the most expensive item for tonight." after introducing the item, the lights began to flash its way at the center of the stage.

Appeared in front of us is a girl in red lace undergarments, shivering and crying silently inside the human cage. Her slender body that was surely beaten and bruised was caked with heavy make ups. Her face did not seem beaten. Although she's an item being auctioned, she doesn't look like the other prostitutes who were being sold at this kind of event. Her eyes speaks as if begging for help.

"The item's price starts at $80,000. The bidding starts now."

'Beep'

The price went up to $100,000.

Another bid for $250,000.

Minutes passed and the price was still rising.

'$500,000'

I looked at the the girl again. The girl was trembling, about to pass-out. I don't know what came into me that made me pushed the buzzer and bid through the intercom

—$850,000.

Realization rushed through my body when the host announced that the girl was sold by the amount of $850,000 to Mr. De Luca— that's me.

Never I've expected that from this moment, a change was about to happen.

It was never my nature to pity an item in an auction, but this time it was different. The girl is different. She's so much more and she's better worth the price I bid for her.

I stood up and told my men to pick the girl up. I made my way to my personal parking area where my car was parked and waited for them to arrive. I was still puzzled, but it is my birthday soon so why not buy myself a whore.

A virgin whore. Then again, she's not a whore.

There was a knock from the window that made me snap from my dilly-dolly moment and there was the girl carried by Matias, one of my men. The girl passed-out.

I opened the car's door and went out.

"Put her inside." I demanded and he put the girl harshly at the passenger seat.

"Idiot!" I shouted at Matias. "I didn't buy this luxurious item just to die before I could even have her. Stupid."

Matias shook his head. And muttered, "You're overreacting boss." and snort. I glared at him and he shut up.

I made my way inside and sat at the passenger seat opposite to where the girl was. She looked like an angel. Peaceful, calm beyond a storm she was in.