Auctioned For Christmas.

Chapter 2

"Will all passengers please buckle up, we are landing in five minutes..." The hostess's voice woke everyone up.

Arty buckled up and check if her sisters were both buckled up. Mikayla. Peeking from her window, Arty first saw the plane's wing, then looking further, she noticed how beautiful being up in the sky was, the few clouds seemed closer around them. In fact the clouds seemed to stand as guards around them, parting smoothly around them.

"They seem like our own guardians, don't they?" Mikayla said as her eyes were also fixed on the scenario outside.

"It really does show that Christmas is only a few days away..." Arty answered.

Gwendolyn didn't join in on the conversation as she was fully engrossed in what she saw on her laptop. Workaholic was precisely what Gwen could be described as. Gwen was average height, golden hair framed her face, grey-blue eyes were her most attractive feature, thin small lips and a lean nose hid her high cheekbones. Gwen had a model's body with suitable female curves and round big boobs. At this moment all that beauty seemed frozen in place as the 26 year old concentrated on saving the file before landing.

"Now that you two girls were discussing Christmas, I was busy sending Uncle Alex a confirmation email that we are landing." Gwen announced as she clapped her hands slightly.

Arty smiled as she noted that Gwen and Kayla's happiness and joy was always contagious.

"So Uncle Alex knows that we expecting him to show up, right? Kayla questioned

"Yup." Gwen popped the p.

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"We have landed safe and sound, we take you for using M International Flights, may you enjoy and have a pleasant stay in Madrid, Spain." The hostess's voice announced the end of the. Flight.

"Oh yeah!!!!! We intend to have fun indeed!!!" Gwen whisper-screamed and people who heard turned to look at her with warm, knowing glances.

The trio finished all the security checks at the airport, then they stood together. They were awaiting their uncle's arrival. Ten minutes passed and no one showed up.

An elderly men approached them, he held a board that had all their names on it. He was shorter than them and wore thin-rimmed spectacles.

"Helo señoritas me disculpo haber hecho esperar" he smiled delightfully.

"Well guys he's just apologizing for being late," Arty addressed her siblings then turned her attention back to the man. "helo señor, estoy Artemisia." She introduced herself.

The short man smiled at her, clearly impressed with Artemisia's spanish.

"Por favor hablar en Inglés, señor, que mis hermanas no entienden el español."Arty asked the man to speak english.

"Very well, Miss Gwendolyn and Miss Mikayla, welcome!" He smiled affectionately towards the golden-haired girl and the younger one.

"Thank you sir, if I may ask, where is uncle Alex?" Gwen asked with a charming smile.

"He's currently in a meeting with a certain Mr Markellos. He sent me instead, I'm his chauffeur. My name is Spiros."

"Thank you sir. Are we driving straight to the Villa?" Arty questioned

"Yes, those were the instructions." Spiros smiled and led the way.

Two guys came over and helped carry their luggage over to the limousine.

They were driving in a limo.

Even Arty smiled excitedly at this arrangement.

"Ladies, what you are about to see now is Villa Verano."

Spiros announced as the limousine went through the iron gate. They had been driving for 30 minutes, passing town while they 'wooohed' and 'ahhhhed' at everything they liked.

"So you telling us that Uncle Alex lives here?" Kayla questioned dumbly.

"Yes Miss."

A beautiful double-level house jumped into view as the last row of trees stopped. The terracotta roof shaded the massive grey house. The house was a contrast against the multiple trees that stood around it. A properly manicured garden highlighted the driveway. As the black limo pulled to a halt, the trio stared anxiously towards the house. A number of cars were parked by the drive-way.

"Come-on girls let's make an entrance." Gwen screamed with delight as she reached over trying to open the door.

"Not yet Miss Gwendolyn, you and the two Miss, should go in through the side entrance, refresh yourselves and go to the lounge which is downstairs." He instructed us as he opened the limousine door.

"Okay, so there's some kind of party for us?" Gwen quizzed the elderly man.

He smiled as if he had anticipated or he had been warned about the girl's curiosity.

"Miss Gwendolyn, you will see when the time is right. Now that by the door is Martha, she's the house-keeper." Spiros ignored the curiosity.

Martha waved at them, she was a plump short woman. Her hair was carefully tied in a a bun on top of her head.

"Hellow there lovies, we have three rooms set up for all of you. Your luggage will be up shortly. There's a variety of dresses in each of your rooms and you, all three, should choose a dress that fits your liking." All these words were said as she ushered them into the house.