Chapter 2
Selina's POV
My eyelids fluttered open, protesting the harsh glare that assaulted me. A searing light stabbed through my brain, intensifying the pounding headache. My lungs were heavy, constricted, as if air had been squeezed out of them. The bitter taste of chloroform lingered on my tongue, a stark reminder of the darkness that had consumed me.
With my head lowered from the searing light,I took in the strange surroundings around me.
I realized my hands couldn't move. A burning sensation from the chain tightly knotted around me seeped into my skin. My eyes dropped to my body,my eyes dilated at the moment I realized I was no longer in my grey sweatpant and white tank top but now wore a floral see through gown with no undies between my thighs. My nipples now erected grazed my gown,a reminder that my bra was taken from me.
Where am I?
" Let's begin the auction party shall we?." A gruffy masculine voice inquired, the voice dripping with malice.
Auction? Have I been placed on auction?
I recognized the voice. Mr Eric.
Mr Eric came and stood in front of me,his eyes glistened with cruelty. His frame helped shield my eyes from the sharp light. He squatted down,his palms grazing my thighs roughly. He pushed my gown away,my thighs coming into full view. He leaned closer and planted a kiss on each of my thighs.
My face contorted, nausea rising like a wave in my mouth.
" Let's see who the lucky bidder will be today." He muttered softly,his voice laced with greed. A shiver coursed through my spine,my skin prickling with goosebumps.
He rose up and faced the crowds. The old fat lustful glares from the rich and affluent tycoon seated across from me escalated my confusion.
My skin crawled in revulsion as if ant marched across my skin, panic chewing me up at the old fat lustful eyes glaring at me.
What could this old men above sixty years of age want with an eighteen year old girl?
"Let the bidding process begin." He announced to the crowd,his voice dripping with scorn.
The crowds responding back to Mr Eric's announcement with a resounding roar of applause.
A man probably Italian stood up,his demeanor captivating.
"I bid $4000." He said delightfully his eyes locked on me like a predator on its prey.
"$4100." Another man in his late fifties rose up, countering the first bid.
A loud murmuring erupted from the crowd and this added to my nervousness.
My heart pounded,my palms growing slick with sweat. The chains around my hands a stark remainder that my escape was farfetched.
Another man rose up and the Hall instantly zipped up in synchronized silence.
"$7500. I'll pay $7500 and have her for myself." He uttered,his voice laced with confidence and determination.
" Don't be too sure,Mr Kevin. " Another Man stood up, his gaze locked on the last bidder. He had Arabian looks and could be tagged an Arabian prince though he was in his late forties.
" $10,000." He grinned,his eyes narrowed.
"$10,000 for the Little Mistress."
Mr Kevin gnashed his teeth,his eyes blazed with disgust. He rose to his feet, casting a malicious gaze on the strange Arabian man.
"How about $10100, Mr Eric?." He asked Mr Eric whose guts swelled in greed. Mr Eric seemed glad he was making a great deal from his bidders but he wasn't satisfied.
" We are running out of time fellas. This auction party is getting a little boring." Mr Eric announced, pulling out a pocket knife from his pocket. His pocket knife glistened in the light ,it's blade slicing through the air with menacing intent.
My flesh prickled with unease,my heart raced my breath caught in my throat as he lowered the knife to my thighs.
The fabric of my gown tore away in a sickening rip, exposing my vulnerable skin.
"No-- please." I whispered,my voice trembling. My eyes widened in terror,my mind reeling in fear.
Mr Eric's eyes flashed with cruelty,the tip of the knife met my skin ,a shiver coursed through my spine. It's tip grazed deep into my thighs.
My thoughts fragmented, blood oozing out of my thighs like fountain.
Mr Eric raised the bloody knife and showed it to the crowd. A loud murmuring escalated from the lecherous men.
" Spill some more blood!." Someone muttered from the crowd.
" Make the little mistress bleed!.""
" Let's make this fun gentlemen. The highest bidder gets the girl. The time is ticking." Mr Eric paced around the podium.
" $11,000!" A woman who I didn't notice was seated on the room shouted from behind.
"$11,200!." Someone else countered immediately.
I feel my vision blurring, the room spinning around me like a twisted carnival ride. The bids being shouted out, the faces of these monstrous patrons, and Mr. Eric's sinister grin all blend together in a chaotic mess. My head throbs, as if my brain is screaming for escape.
Cold sweat trickles down my forehead, dripping down my temples like icy fingers. My knees tremble beneath me, threatening to buckle under the weight of my fragile resolve.
I try to focus, but the bidding war rages on, a cacophony of numbers and voices that makes my ears ache. Mr. Eric's voice echoes through my mind, '" let's see who the highest bidder us going to be."
" $13,000."
" $15000!." Another man shouted from behind,his voice laced with enthusiasm.
Silence followed in immediately. For a moment,it seemed as though this was the highest bidder.
Mr Eric's lips stretched to a sinister grin,his pupils dilating as he surveyed the bidders.
" It seems Mr Adrian has the highest bid so far." Mr Eric uttered, his eyes sparkled.
Mr. Adrian rose up, his eyes gleaming with triumph, and walked to the front. His confident stride made my stomach twist with despair. My heart sank, heavy as lead, as Mr. Eric's sinister grin widened, his eyes sparkling with sadistic pleasure. "Sold!" Mr. Eric declared, his voice dripping with malice.
"Wait!." Another voice called out from the crowd,his voice dripping with authority and power.
I looked up, my eyes widening in awe. Alex Chase stood up and walked up to the front.
Mr Eric fidgeted with his tie,his nervousness palpable.
" What are you doing here son ?." Mr Eric asked, anger etched on his face.
Alex seemed different from the other men. Something about him made me feel safe. Staring into his oceanic blue soothed my frayed mind.
Is he here for the auction party as well?
Alex tore his gaze away from his father, without answering his question. His gaze clicked with Mr Adrian whose eyes flickered with defiance.
" $100,000 father. I bid $100,000." Alex's voice pierced through the room, resonating with confidence,his eyes flickered with mockery to his father's ridiculous facial expression.
"You aren't allowed in the elders meeting son. I command you to leave." Mr Eric ranted,beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
" I didn't come here to attend your shitty elders meeting. I came for the auction and I am the highest bidder so far. The girl belongs to me."
" You can't allow an underage boy come here and disrupt our meeting. This is totally unacceptable. Adrian uttered through gritted teeth,his voice a mix of anger and shock.
" You are right Mr Adrian. You have to send your son away." The woman uttered, slamming her hand on the desk. The sound slashed through my mind like a razor blade, disorganizing my thoughts for a moment.
" The boy has to leave. This is against our constitutional law. The Red eye circle isn't going to find this funny." Another voice called out from behind.
The Red eye circle was popularly known through out Oakland. This a shady circle of powerful men believed to rule the world through sex. Governors ministers, sheriff's and even some top military personnel were members of the group
" I agree with Mr Silvester." Another deep voice seconded immediately.
Alex didn't seem to care. At this moment,I seemed to be his only concern.
As Alex squatted down in front of me, his palm-facing me, a wave of relief washed over me, calming my racing heart. His oceanic blue eyes, filled with warmth and kindness, soothed my frayed mind. "You are safe now, Mi Cielo," he whispered, his gentle voice a balm to my battered soul.
I felt a lump form in my throat as tears of gratitude threatened to spill. A sense of trust wash over me, like a comforting blanket.
Alex gentle eyes stayed my emotions, keeping my tears at bay.
Is Alex intentions towards me genuine?