AV

Victor being an obscenely wealthy Russian mafia boss didn't necessarily mean he engaged in everything wealthy people did. Auctions being one of them. A Waste of money and a waste of time. That's what Viktor thought Except he somehow ends up in an auctioning hall after his friend whom is still very alive despite being a pain in viktor's neck insisted he came with him. Viktor couldn't wait to leave. The night takes a very different turn when instead of bidding on paintings and jewelry..people start bidding on..other people. Real flesh and blood people, possibly from human trafficking rings.. Caught, tied up, gagged and brought onto the stage to be sold to the highest bidder Viktor, having enough, decides to leave. Except he stops short when Y/n Is brought to the stage. He stops breathing completely, staring at her as if he had found something that he didn't know was long lost from him. His heart hammered in his chest for the first time ever. Viktor didn't realize what he was doing, he only realized one thing, she was coming home with him tonight. The bids raised.. Ten million.. Then twenty million... "A hundred million dollars" Everyone in the hall fell silent. "Sold!!" The auctioneer cheered Viktor's life would never be the same again.