Chapter 1
Your Pov
The last picture that drew past me was my brother throwing me onto to a table and then later landing a punch on my face. Of course, I screamed as I landed on my back while my feet crashed onto the china plates. I was bleeding and exhausted but I decided to give up on fighting back.
Because I couldn’t help but accept my cruel fate.
"Thank you, my dear sister, the bounty is going to be quite pretty this time thanks to you" He snarls sends a piercing shiver down my back as I lay on the floor, the corner of my forehead bleeding out ribbons of red.
"I wonder which man will choose you to be his whore" He kicks me in the abdomen enabling me to spasm and vomit out blood again.
That was all until three men clamped my mouth and carried me away.
Sir, you’re attending the annual auction? But why?”
“Because Namjoon I want to splurge on my money for once in my life. Also, do you suppose there will be some apple tarts?”
Kim Taehyung slides on his ash-colored waistcoat and seemingly tries to skip towards his shelf of cologne. He picks up on after having thoroughly examined them by which one of them looks like an apple rather than an orange. But later finds himself coughing after having accidentally spaying it on his nose.
“ I’M CHOKING AHAH ...” He gags while hanging onto the edge of the table for his dear life.
“But Sir that is only Lavender water”
“What is a children’s perfume doing in my room?” Taehyung asks while he straightens up his posture.
“You selected it the other day Sir”
“Are you saying that I have a liking for children’s perfume Namjoon?”
“Sir we are running late, the auction begins in another five minutes” Namjoon checks his watch and gestures Taehyung to lead out of the door.
“It’s classy to arrive late” Taehyung sprays the Lavender water on himself while staring out towards the mirror, wondering what product could likely quell his delight.
Your Pov
My wrists were tied up in chains and my mouth was taped tightly, so tightly that my lips could have bled. Upper-class girls complained about how their lips weren’t big enough to apply lipstick, and here I was wishing I had no lips at all to withstand this pain. I knelt down in a cage where three other people were held ransom as well.
Were we treated the same way as animals? Having no choice but to lay within a cage and they weren’t only satisfied with having our hands being chained but our mouths as well. I pitied myself and imagined how pathetic I would have looked seeing my reflection.
I won’t lie but I was panicking so much with strange men standing guard within the cage, there were several wealthy people walking down the hallway and the glances they shot at me were horrifying.
“She’s a fine woman, look at her cheekbones and thick hair”
“I heard she’s already sold her virginity to several other men”
“Must be I mean just look at her!”
I evaded my eyes from theirs as I knew this was all recurrent phenomena, I really didn’t have any more tears left to cry as I wanted to laugh at how pathetic I must have looked in this white off-shoulder dress.
“Hello, beautiful” A voice slithered into my ears as I abided my head towards the young man who stood before the cage. I was grateful for once that my mouth was taped for I let out a distinct gasp.
He had smooth hair that dawned over his crescent eyes, his lips were plump and stark and his eyes terrified me although he was the most beautiful person who I’ve ever laid my eyes upon.
“I’ll see you later perhaps or perhaps not...” He brings down his thick brow while flashing a serious grin. And with that, he strode himself away leaving me wondering if I actually longed to see him again.
“And now introducing a rather beautiful lady with exquisite and lovely features” The announcer yells while two men push me upfront. I saw thousands of seats and thousands of hungry faces snarling at me. I heard them gasp as I couldn’t help but cry in silence, my hair cascading down my face as I knew dying would be better suited for me.
I had no regrets, suicide was an option if I get sold. I’ll do it instantly as probable.
“Starting from three million onwards Ladies and Gentlemen!”
Why didn’t I do it at home? I could have consumed something!
“FOUR MILLION”
Just kill me, Lord, I don’t want to be sold...
“SEVEN MILLION”
I don’t want to have dirty hands touch me...
“TWENTY MILLION”
JUST STOP ALREADY PLEASE...
“THIRTY MILLION”
I’ve already been ripped apart at the seams...
“Make it fifty million” A voice cuts through the air on which I’ve desperately striving on inhaling.
“FIFTY MILLION IT IS SIR!”
I raise my head up, I didn’t want to. I would have rather had my head chopped off knowing how crazy I was in knowing who exactly bid on me but I had to. I heart tugged and longed to know who, for some unknown reason.
As if an iron rod went down my throat, I was falling into the same pair of eyes I intended on meeting once more.
“It looks like there are other ways in feasting one’s eyes other than apple tarts” He stands up and loosens his shirt slightly while I shivered, my windpipe being hit harshly.
My head hit the floor as I gulped down my tears, bitting my lips to prevent myself from screaming out in agony as my chest felt like it had been stabbed, it hurt even more as I looked into his dark eyes, its blackness swimming through my body.
“MR KIM TAEHYUNG CONGRATULATIONS, YOU MAY COLLECT YOUR PRICE FROM THE ENTRANCE. THANK YOU”
Kim Taehyung, so that was his name.
I was sold to him.
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