Sold To The Dominant Mafia

5.1 The Auction (Part 2)

"Let me go! You f*****g asshole...you dickhead....I said let me go!" She shouted again before the curtains rose. Standing on a platform, accompanied by two bouncers grabbing onto her arms, she writhed like a fish out of water in their tight grasp.

Tall with a figure that was neither too slim nor too curvy and covered in the same black lingerie that the other girls wore with long heeled black boots, she had long and straight waist-length dark brown hairs. For some reason, I felt like I have seen her before.

"Let me go....leave me!!" She shouted again and stopped momentarily as one of the guy snatched the mask of her eyes, blinding her with the lights. When she opened them again, they burned with a fire that I have never seen before. Something about her gaze was so captivating that I blanked out momentarily.

"I hate brats," Massimo grimaced, distracting me. "Definitely a no," I didn't comment because... I was not so sure.

"There is our lovely Beatrice," The MC mumbled, his voice hard. "Let's start the bidding at thirty-thousand Euros. Thirty-thousand Euros for this fiery beauty, anyone?" Thirty-thousand? That's it? That was the lowest starting point so far.

"Thirty-thousand anyone?" He repeated, ignoring the continuous swearing that she threw at him. I could sense her behavior was making people wary about her and yet reflexively, I found myself raising my paddle.

"Thirty-thousand," I said and the guy literally looked relieved.

"What?" Massimo exclaimed, his eyes big inside the mask. "Her? Of all those gorgeous women? Really?" I didn't comment but focused on the writhing figure in the clutches of those two beasts.

I wanted her...

"Amazing! We have thirty thousand for our lovely Beatrice here!" His voice was clipped, dripping with sarcasm. "Thirty-one thousand, anyone? Thirty one?"

"Forty thousand!" A loud male voice said that sounded absurdly familiar to me. I glanced on the opposite aisle and a guy dressed in a white suit and silver mask gazed back at me. Just like his voice, he seemed familiar too. For some reason, I felt like he was throwing a challenge at me. I loved challenges.

"Forty thousand!" The amazement was palpable in the MC's voice. "Forty-one thousand anyone? Do we have forty-one?"

"Sixty-thousand," I said, raising my paddle and turning my eyes to Beatrice who was now gagged with a masking tape to keep her mouth shut.

Hundreds of deviant ideas ran through my head as I took in the sight of her, all bound and gagged. It was extremely appealing a sight, if I were being honest. She turned her eyes to me and I think I registered disgust. She was too far to get a clear look but something told me she was beautiful. And I loved long haired brunettes anyway. My mind was set. I was going with her tonight. A part of me screamed danger for some reason but in my head, she was exactly what I have been looking for all along. The seductive challenge.

She was mine.

"Sixty thousand!" The guy cried out in his annoying voice. "Sixty thousand Euros. Do we have sixty-one? Sixty-one thousand Euros for our feisty beauty?"

"One million," The white suited guy said, raising his paddle and glancing at me again. Loud murmurs spread through the room as I glared at him. It was evident that he was competing with me for whatever reason. But the motherfucker didn't know that I was Leo Ammassari. I get what I want. Period.

"Ten million," I raised my paddle and now the exclamations were no longer hushed. Everyone glanced at me and I smirked, taking a long sip of my drink.

"Are you f*****g serious?" Massimo hissed. "Ten million for her? This brat? She will drive you crazy, Leo,"

"That's exactly what I want," I answered, glancing at her once again. I couldn't wait to get a closer look at her. I wanted to see that fire burn clearly into her eyes.

"Twenty million," My nemesis raised his paddle before the MC could even speak. Actually, the guy looked blank. This was the highest bid price so far. And that too for a girl like her. Of course he wasn't expecting it. Otherwise he wouldn't have opened the bid with such a low prize. Nobody likes a feisty woman. No one except me or that suit guy, whoever he was.

"Thirty-million Euros," My voice pierced through the silence of the room loud and hard, like a thunder rumbling the sky. I was done playing, he was getting on my nerves now. If he competes again, I will throw in an amount that will zip his stupid mouth up completely.

"Thirty million Euros," The MC prompted, looking pleased and surprised. "Thirty-one million...do we have thirty-one million? Ladies and gentlemen, thirty- one million anyone? Thirty-one million for this fiery beauty?" I glanced at the guy and he shrugged in defeat before a smile crossed on his lips. I smirked and turned my eyes to the wild cat. She was finally mine.

"Final call here...thirty-one million Euros for our lovely Beatrice," The MC mumbled, eyes wide. "No? Final bid at thirty million dollars, going once...going twice...and sold...to 017 the dominant mafia!" A loud round of applause flooded through the room as lovely Beatrice became mine for...the rest of the life? Suddenly, the idea wasn't appealing anymore to me but, well...we will see. It cost me a little fortune to have her after all.

"The dominant mafia? That was your nom de guerre?" Massimo exclaimed and I was surprised at him for using a word like "Really?" I chuckled nevertheless and nodded my head as we followed the staff outside and towards the back stage.

"Yes, I was pleasantly surprised too," I answered. It was really uncanny how fitting that name was. And it did occur to me whether it was intentional. That was a ridiculous thought.

"I still can't believe you bought her," Massimo mumbled. "She will give you a hard time...see if she doesn't,"

"I know," I answered before pulling out my phone which was vibrating continuously with Luigi's name flashing on it. "Ciao?"

"Are you done?" He asked, coming straight to the point as always.

"Yes, just waiting to get the p*****t done," I replied. "Why? Everything alright?"

"Let Massimo handle all that. Come home...we have new deliveries. I think you will like to check them out," He muttered and cut the call before I could even speak.

"Si," I mumbled to no one in particular and turned to Massimo. "Take care of things here and take her home. Show her to my room. I am heading home first. I will send another ride back,"

"Oh okay...everything alright?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, new deliveries," I replied, turning around. "Take care of er...stuff. And yeah...no matter what she does, you won't touch her. I don't want even a scratch on her. That's an order," I narrowed my eyes at him knowing how bad he was with his temper and he rolled his eyes.

"Fine," He grimaced. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that," I shook my head and walked out, heading straight for my limo. Just as I was getting in, I caught a glimpse of the white-suited guy and was thoroughly surprised at the sight of him. What in f***s name...Nico Baldocchi?

"That was a fine game," I muttered, walking over to his white Bentley. He glanced back and a smile crept up his lips that didn't touch his eyes. He hated me. Everyone knew that. The future boss of the Baldocchi family. And I hated him.

"It was indeed. Congratulations," He answered, extending his hand. He was a fine man for sure. Tall and striking with dark, almost angry looking eyes and dark hairs. Why the f**k did he need to buy a girl from the auction? Unlike me, Nico actually didn't had a reputation with girls. He was almost the good boy born in a bad world.

"Thank you... but why would Nico Baldocchi need to buy a girl from an auction?" I asked, masking my curiosity with breeziness.

"Why does the great Leo Ammassari needs to buy a girl? If I am not wrong, you have plenty at your disposal," He said sarcastically. I chose to ignore that and instead gave him a smile.

"That's why. In dire need of some change," I replied. "And...boss duties. Now, what's your reason?"

"Same...future boss duties," He answered, his voice hard. I nodded my head in understanding.

"Going early? There are still six more to go," I prompted. Nico lighted a cigarette, taking his time before deciding to give me a shake of his head.

"You took the one I wanted," He retorted, the edge in his voice was hard to miss. "And I can bet my ass...there won't be any other like her. She is just one,"

"You are talking like you know her," I muttered, narrowing my eyes at him. Nico turned his dark eyes to me, blew out the smoke and smiled, nodding his head.

"It felt that way," He replied with a shrug. "I bet you did too...otherwise why would you go for her, huh?" I stared at him hard but his face was perfectly impassive and calm. By any chance, was he hiding something?

"Well, then it's safe to say we have same taste," I said nevertheless. "Anyways, better luck next time, I guess. The Ammassari's are a little too fast to seize the day, I would say," If he was pissed at my taunt, which I was sure he was, it didn't show on his face as he smiled and nodded.

"See you around," Nico muttered, before climbing into his car and pulling out. I felt gleeful as I climbed into mine. Sore loser.

Or...was it all planned? I shook my head. No, I was getting way too far ahead of myself.

The armory was a separate building in the south entrance of Ammassari mansion. It was where all our weapons both for sale and for use where stored. The Ammassari's has the best collection which everyone knew about and hence it was highly secured.

"What do you think?" Luigi asked, punching the secondary code.

"I think he had some good ones," I replied. "These can get us some really handsome price. Although, I would like to keep the antique one for myself,"

"Hmm...that's a good choice," Luigi agreed. "I will ask Giovanni to draw up the papers then,"

"Okay. Anything else?" I asked, wanting to go back to my room and meet that fiery little thing. She was substantially tall but still obviously shorter than me.

"You seem eager," Luigi pointed out, stifling his smile. His smile was a rare occasion. "How did that auction go? Do you like the girl?"

"Hmm...otherwise I wouldn't have paid, obviously, "I replied flatly. "Nico Baldocchi was bidding for the same girl, "

"Nico?" Luigi exclaimed, looking interested. "Really?"

"Si...lost it, of course. I think he's in need of an heir too," I replied. Luigi frowned but then nodded, obviously not buying it.

"I will look into it. Go...enjoy your night with your new conquest," He patted my back before heading off towards his room. I nodded and with a sudden rush of excitement surging through me, I headed for my room.

I wasn't so excited about getting her to bed than just meeting her. I wanted to make sure I made the right choice. I will be literally dammed if she turns out to be one of the many others, swooning and drooling at the sight of me. Too easy for my taste.

"Who's it?" Her voice rang through the walls of my room as I walked in and shut the door. "Let me go! If it's you again I swear..."

She wasn't dressed in lingerie anymore but instead she wore a short blue floral dress. Her long hairs were now tied in a high ponytail. She looked young for some reason but I knew she wasn't a minor. She was twenty five. Her eyes were tied with a silver silk blindfold and hands cuffed behind her back. Massimo must have done that.

"Who are you?" She asked, voice hard, taking a step back as I inched closer. "You are not the previous douchebag...who are you...I don't care just stay the f**k away from me," I was impressed. She was smart and so far, everything I was looking for.

"I didn't pay such an insane amount of money to stay away from you baby girl, did I?" I murmured, stroking her cheek with my thumb. Her skin was soft and smooth. She moved away instantly.

"Don't touch me...you disgusting animal," She hissed, her red lips pressing into a hard line.

"We will see about that....but first," I whispered, leaning closer. I was instantly invaded with an intoxicating scent that I knew I was going to remember for quite some time.

"Let me see...you," I worked the blindfold off her eyes and threw it away before moving back a step to take her in completely. She blinked rapidly before slowly raising her eyes at me. My breath hitched as I stared back into the dark hazel eyes. Fuck...

She was literally my wildest dream come true...