Click

“Sold, at 2 Million.” The woman’s voice echoes through the speakers in the small room Tony Vercetti sits in.

The auction room was private, meant for the people who are in high status in the underworld, buying woman like they were pets left on the streets—easy to grab for their own pleasures.

Tony was a cruel man, but he wasn’t this cruel. Although he always attended these illegal auctions, it was never for his own pleasures. A lot of his income comes from his allied mafia’s, wanting women they can’t have in their own countries and areas. So, Tony spends his time clicking this stupid button on the table beside his chair, picking the best women who are perfect for his customers. Never once has he bought one for himself.

The room he sits in his dark, a window separating him from the main auction room, much like the other private rooms forming a circle around the stage. The windows were tinted, so you couldn’t see the other buyers. Behind Tony stood his right hand man, Carlo, who he trusts with his life. he was guarding the door, silently watching the auction.

Tony was bored, to say the least, as usual. However, this day seems to be far different than most. The next offer steps up on the stage, pushed a little roughly by a staff member. The woman was dressed in nothing but jeweled lingerie, much like the others, eyes glazed from the drug she was put under. A precaution to keep her from fighting or running. She wobbled a little on her weak legs, trying to comprehend what was going on around her.

“Bid starting at 50,000 dollars.” the speaker announces.

Click

Before he knew it, Tony presses the button so fast, he could hardly think. This woman wasn’t for any of his customers or allies, no, she was for him. He doesn’t know why, but her beauty was remarkable. The innocence, gorgeous irises, and the soft hair resting over her shoulders….he was so enthralled in this woman, he finds himself leaning forward. No matter how high the price went, he’d click that button. He wants her.