Auctioned Mates Revenge

st bid ten times the standard opening bid price, the

rowd that I had reached the threshold. I offered a charming smile to the crowd, not focusing on anyone in

high opening bid, but I couldn’t be sure that he would sta

tart of the striptease. While I was grateful, I didn’t have

o greet me. Trista managed me and five other women,

. “You’ve set a record. It will look good

t of an advantage being the last in the line-up. I

der in a half sh

expensive, I’d cut your

I walked past her without worrying about her. Trista was human, but she wa

make any money, and I couldn’t get the infor

er voice sharp. “There

o the stage until the end. I didn’t bother to sit down or listen. Tris

gh-handedness was the mark of a Wallber, but I coul

hem was topless wearing only thongs. With everyone gathe

ree,” her gaze cut

boxes. They weren’t to keep women who went through several auctions from knowing for sure w

nd straightened my s

me

here was pleasant and calming scent drifting through the air unlike anything I had ever smelled before, but my sense of s

en who had been there before were gone, leaving us alone. Th

s dark eyes settled on me as I closed the door b

fear or agony when I exacted my reveng

r. Wallber, a plea

d not fidgeting though his gaze felt like a hot caress over my skin. The tumbler in his

efill yo

oured him a double of whis

an I expected, a deep rumbling sound from his chest an

o coy confusion. He didn’t recognize me or he would have known my name. H

t you pick a new name for me?” I

lt his fingers grazing the long lines where Dan’s whips had bro

as thinking. His touch didn’t feel

you get

s eyes were gentle and full of sympathy. His hands didn’t towards my wa

eness inf

gh me but didn’t let it grow. He wasn’t goading me. He

king off to our pained cries. The sick bastard

it but only if

s from some of our guests. Are you

stroked over the marks and his hand tig

g you would like, you

ad only been seeing shadows in his eyes. They weren’t dark

ards his back for a

Keeping my heart calm as I did a quick catalog. Between Dan and

. “Maybe it would be easier to say that there

t laughed. What did he expect of a prostitute? Purity? Innocence?

pack had mind destroyed. The truth of the hell of the past

me to tell h

was curled up on the ground

took another drink a

s you like ex

aiting for m

bout a

ifted, seemin

elp you win a

gam

ny sort of challenge will do.” He tilted his head with a curi

ort of

uldn’t be a favor for the future if

, “What makes you th

mes?” I asked, innocently. “Even if it’s ju

his tumbler,

ompeti

ing us closer… A week could be a bit like a lifeti

dened, “Wil

smile on his lips as

right.

our d

eet, “You have intrigued me enou

heart at the term of endearment and

out who gave a simpering smi

led his gleaming sports car to the fro

ugh the midnight-dark city towards the hills. He hadn’t told me wha