You're with your mafia arranged husband at a wedding. Your palms are sweaty as you stand behind the curtains, some how you got forced into a bidding. The embarrassment would get poured down on you when no one bids, who would pay money to send time with you?

You suck in a breathe when you step out, all eyes zoning in on you. You almost expected them to start throwing stuff at you.

"10 thousand!" A paddle went up, your eyes widened. In a blur, the amounts started going up. 10k into 250k. You eye your husband, to see his jaw ticking while he went against another rich guy.

They were the only ones still going.

"500k." The man says smugly

"Wow! That's a new high." The narrator exclaims. "Going once, going twi-"

"10 million." Your husband says without stuttering, keeping his eyes on you.