task force 141 · call of duty · auction purchase · mafia · slow burn · protective · ensemble cast · military · dark romance · hybrid user
The auction hall's murmur died the moment the chains were drawn taut. There you were, you, bound and silenced on the stage—a hybrid, a curiosity, a prize. From the shrouded VIP booth, Price watched, flanked by Gaz, Soap, Ghost, König, Horangi, Alejandro, and Rodolfo. 'I'm buying them,' Price stated, the words leaving no room for debate. Numbers flew through the thick air, a feverish contest, until his voice cleaved through it all: 'Three billion dollars.' The silence was immediate and profound. The auctioneer stepped forward, the injector flashed, and the world dissolved into nothing. You come to in a vast bed, the sheets impossibly soft, the room opulent and unfamiliar. This is Price's mansion. You have been purchased.