Owned

C4- Auctioned

DEV POV

"You alright Dev?" Mr. Levy asks me before I turn away from Chris evil eyes.

 "Just peachy." I mumble

 "If you're not feeling well, feel free to go home. I insist." He replies

 "No, no Mr. Levy I'm fine, thank you though." I say in a more less annoyed tone

 "Please call me Will. I feel like 70 years old when you call me that." He says with a chuckle

 "You look amazing for 70" I blurt out

A smile creeps on his face and I laugh.

 "I like talking with you, but we should get back to work before people get to wondering what we're up to." He gives my shoulder a squeeze and heads into his office.

 I smile. He's such a nice guy. But a girl like me doesn't have a chance. I shake the thoughts and make my way to the basement to get more room supplies. With the sudden increase in guests more stuff is definitely needed.

 When I get down there I get to thinking about Chris. Who shoved a dick up his ass? I mean he was just awful. And I thought that was just a media thing but it's real life true shit.

 I grab one of the boxes and it's heavy as shit.

 "Gotdamn" I say and swing over into a cart but hitting someone and hearing glass shatter in the process.

 "WHAT THE HELL!" The voice boomed

 I looked at the ground to see a shattered mirror. That shit looks expensive.

 "I'm sooooo sorry. I didn't know anyone else was down here, or would be down here for that matter." I say

"Sorry ain't gonna save my ass!" He yelled, suddenly grabbing me by the shoulders

 "Please let me go! I'll pay for it I said I'm sorry!" I yelled back

 "Yeah right like you can afford this! You look like a maid, ain't no maid that work here that can afford this!" His breath was hot and I couldn't get away

 "What's goin on!" Another voice yelled.

 When he saw the mirror he stopped in his tracks. He had a scar under his eye, and hazel eyes.

 "This ain't good, we're gonna be killed! This is that main item for tonight!" He yelled at the guy who was still holding on to me

 "I have an idea." Hot breath said looking at me

 "What?" Scarface asked

 "Let's put her up." He simply said

 "WHAT! PUT ME UP FOR WHAT?!" I screamed

 "We don't really got a choice. And why not, she's pretty, she'll probably sell for more than a million" he replied

 My adrenaline was rushing and I started kicking around and got my right arm free to punch hot breath.

 "Fuck!" He yelled

 Scarface got a hold of me and covered my mouth and everything faded to black...

 CHRIS POV

 I straightened my tie and looked at myself in the mirror. I clean up nice.