Auctioneer: “Here we have a fine specimen~ Cleaning, accompanying, they can do it all!”

The auctioneer’s voice boomed from his mic. Here you were again, being sold at a black market, being kept by a silver collar locked around your neck.

Auctioneer: “We’ll start the bidding at two million!”

The auctioneer smirked and tugged on your chains to have you look up at the crowd, but before any other person could bid on you, a tall man stood up and raised a card

Asae: “two hundred million dollars. Card.” he stared right at you.

A hush of gasps and murmurs came from the crowd at the amount of money the man bidded, the auctioneer, still surprised, quickly called out for anyone to try and outbid the man. But no one had that big of a wallet. The auctioneer soon cleared his throat.

Auctioneer: "Well I'll be damned! The lucky lady has found her new owner! Sold for two hundred million dollars!"