BILLION BUCKS (ENGLISH)

BB.10 UR b***h (revisi)

Dominic was still responding to reporters' questions. Meanwhile, Jean just looked down to play her fingers. Not because of nervousness, but because of extreme fear. 

It wasn't even a day since she was an auction woman, and now would she be like that again? Jean had to rack her brains. She gotta run. 

Jean also pulled a little of her hand from Dominic so that he stopped talking to the reporters and matched his height with Jean. 

"Just a second." Said Dominic to the reporter. 

"Yes, honey." Dominic responded to Jean with a beautiful smile painted on his face  

Dominic's smile transfixed Jean at him, but only a few seconds until she realised that Dominic made her an auction woman again. 

"I want to pee." Said Jean quietly. 

Her brain was only able to make excuses like that. She would sneak out and escape from this black world. 

"Three minutes." The answer was short. 

Jean nodded, to hell with Dominic's appointed time. When there was an exit, she would run away from the place and away from Dominic. 

Jean moved away from the crowd and looked for where the exit was. The place was too big and crowded, so it was a little difficult for Jean to find a way out of the place.

Jean only found a way in when Dominic and her entered the room together. But the door was only for entering, not for exiting. 

"Oh.. s**t, where is the exit?! Please God, help me." Jean prayed. 

"The toilet, I have to go to the toilet and get out of the toilet window. Hope it has a window." Jean muttered again. She also half-ran to get out of the place faster. 

"Duck ugly." Jean heard a screeching voice that she recognised so well. The voice that this morning disturbed her ears. Yes, he was Eliot. 

"Hey.. Snail, where have you been? Follow me quickly." Eliot's order was passionate and took Jean's hand. 

Jean was just silent lethargic. Her plan failed to leave that place, and she also was unable to leave Dominic. 

**

"Hurry up and put it on." Eliot gave a luxurious dress to Jean. 

Jean just let out her breath in resignation. She was really desperate. 

With limp steps, Jean entered the dressing room. 

Ten minutes passed. Jean remained silent in the dressing room. She saw herself in the mirror and then smiled sarcastically, seeing herself so beautiful in that luxurious dress. 

She was gorgeous, but the fate of her life wasn't as beautiful as her face. Her tears dripped at the memory of how hard her life was. 

"Hey!!! Are you sleeping there? Hurry up, it's time to show yourself! You are a woman but so slow. Not like me, fast but waw... Beautiful." Eliot coquettishly complimented himself. 

Jean stepped outside as she heard Eliot grumble incoherently. 

'You pinworm. You don't care about people's suffering.' Jean was annoyed with Eliot, who always came to add to the burden for her. 

Jean also stepped out a little with difficulty because the dress she was wearing was a little heavy. 

"Be thankful you ugly duck, you can wear my beautiful design dress." Eliot praised himself again. 

Jean was a little annoyed by the big-headed Eliot, but Jean did admire the dress designed by him. 

Jean thought Eliot was just Dominic's personal style. In fact, Eliot was one of the most famous designers in America. 

"A sheep will be well fed before they are slaughtered, right? So will I, before being sold, I was dressed in beautiful clothes." Said Jean quietly and repeated the words again. 

"What?" Eliot asked, confused because Jean just mumbled. 

"No, nothing." Jean replied weakly. 

"Hurry up... It's your time. And remember you have to look beautiful and graceful so that the price for yourself is so high." Eliot led Jean's body into the curtain that showed the auction stage. 

**

"Very well, and this time we have something special from Mr Dominic Archer." Said the MC at the event. 

Jean strolled in by clenching her fists against the dress tightly. 

Afraid, Jean was terrified that she must experience all of this. Not just once, but twice Jean had to be auctioned off. 

"This time, it is very special. This is a limited edition. And this is the only one in the world." Said The MC again. 

'Of course there's only one in the world. There's no other Jean in this world whose life is sadder than mine.' Jean muttered to herself. 

"The front has sequins made of real gems. And the material is really high quality." The MC explained in detail. 

Jean was confused with what the MC had just said.

'Sequin? Material?' Jean wondered in her confusion. 

Dominic got on stage and stood next to Jean. He took over the mic held by the MC. 

"This dress was designed directly by Elliot Johansson. This dress is only made for a charity auction and will not be remade. So there is only one in the world. What's more, the wearer of this beautiful dress is Mrs Archer soon-to-be." Dominic kissed Jean's head as a sign of ownership in front of the guests. 

Meanwhile, those who saw it only whispered, and there were disappointed faces from the young women who were also there. The noise of the reporters who attended the event also became a complement. 

Jean blinked in confusion. She was confused with what the MC said earlier, and now Dominic said that Jean was the candidate for Mrs Archer.

"Why are you confused, honey?" Dominic whispered to Jean, who looked confused. 

And finally, Jean could digest it all. Dress, sequins, materials, gems, it turned out that what was being auctioned was the dress she was wearing, not herself. 

Jean also felt embarrassed and looked down. She thought Dominic would auction her off like at a nightclub. 

She thought that Dominic was an evil man. But her guess was completely wrong. 

Dominic pulled Jean's chin to look at him. 

"What's wrong?" Dominic asked Jean again. 

"I thought you were going to sell me again." Jean was finally able to speak to Dominic. 

One corner of Dominic's lips lifted at Jean's words. Dominic also got closer and whispered to Jean. 

"Why would I have to sell my b***h to other people? I don't like to share my b***h with other people." 

Jean's eyes widened when Dominic said that she was his b***h. Her heart ached at that word. 

She forgot a little that she was being auctioned off to be a b***h. And now, Dominic made it clear that she was a b***h. 

**

Jean and Dominic headed to the mansion. The charity auction went well, and Eliot's dress that Jean wore was sold at a fantastic price.

Jean was silent along the way. It hurt her too much to hear if she was currently a b***h. Even after arriving, Jean just passed away without waiting for Dominic and went off to her room. 

Arriving at the room, Jean burst into tears. She missed the time before she became an auction woman. 

Jean missed her father and Chanyeol too. But everything has changed. She couldn't meet her family and friends. 

The knock on the door made Jean wipe away her tears as soon as possible. 

"I'm Delia." Delia's voice from behind the door interrupted. 

Jean's voice choked with tears. 

"You are summoned to Mr Dominic's room, right now." Said Delia. 

And after that, Jean heard the sound of footsteps away. Delia has gone.

Jean wiped back the remaining tears and rushed to Dominic's room. 

**

Jean knocked on the door and immediately entered without waiting for an answer from the room owner. 

"You called me?" Jean, with a lowered face, hid her sad face. 

"Open."

Jean raised her face as she didn't get what Dominic meant. 

"I said open it." 

Jean still didn't do anything because she didn't understand. 

"Sorry?"

"Open." Dominic's eyes looked at Jean's body. 

Jean began to understand what Dominic meant. 

With trembling hands, Jean slowly opened the dress she was wearing. 

Jean slowly lowered the dress and opened it. Now, her dress was lying down next to her and leaving only a thin cloth covering 'hers'. 

"Open." Dominic ordered her again. 

Jean obeyed and lowered the thin cloth as his order. Now, Jean wore nothing. 

"Good girl." Dominic smiled triumphantly. 

Jean was crying, and she was really embarrassed. 

She wanted to rebel, but had no power. Dominic already wholly owned herself thanks to her stepmother, who had sold her. 

Dominic approached Jean, who stood stiffly, crying. 

"Wipe your tears," Dominic ordered. 

Dominic came closer and whispered. "I bought you at a brothel..." Dominic paused. 

"So... You are my bitch." Said Dominic with a grin smile painted on his lips.

'I hate you.' Said Jean in her deep heart.