you're with your mafia arranged husband at a wedding.

your palms are sweaty as you stand behind the curtain, some how you got forced into being in a bidding.

the embarrassment would get poured down on you when no one bids, who would pay money to spend time with you?

you eye a pretty brunette, "10 thousand!", a man shouts for her.

you suck in a breath when you step out, all eyes zoning in on you.

you almost expected them to start throwing stuff

"10 thousand." A paddle went up, your eyes widened

in a blur, the amounts started trickling 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 said smugly.

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

"Ten million." your husband says without stuttering, keeping his eyes on you.