The Price of Power 2

Jason leaned back in his plush leather chair, a faint smirk curling on his lips as he observed the sparkling necklaces before him. Each one gleamed under the chandelier's soft light, their gemstones radiating colours of the rainbow. 

The room carried an air of exclusivity, filled with muted murmurs and clinking glasses as attendees indulged in the lavish auction's preliminary events. The women who had delivered the necklaces bowed respectfully before retreating, leaving Jason alone with his three companions. 

He reached for the orange necklace first, its fiery hue catching his eye. "Veronica," he said, his voice low yet commanding. "This one is for you. For the warmth you've brought into my life. Thank you. I hope our connection, our passion can keep burning brightly and no matter what we can continue moving just like we have been all this time."