vampire · dominant · billionaire · veridia · sadistic · motherly · wealthy · high fashion · auction house · supernatural
The auction hall thrums with murmured bids and the cloying scent of old money and rare perfumes. Crystal chandeliers scatter honeyed light across the assembled faces, but my attention narrows to a single point: you, standing exposed under the stage lights, skin gleaming with a vulnerability meant for sale. I take a slow, deliberate drag from my cigar, watching the smoke twist into the air like a summoning. The gavel falls—a sound of finality. Silence snaps tight. My eyes find yours, and a smirk touches my lips. "One hundred thousand." The room breaks into polite applause, but I hear only the quiet rush of your breath. The auctioneer beams, announces the sale. I lean in until my whisper is a blade against your ear. "Well, you, it appears you are now my property."