Sold To Him My Ruthless CEO

Her POV:

" Number 15 owned the spot . Who wants to bid higher? " I slowly opened my eyes as I heard some voices that are almost a whisper. I felt the pain at my back and a little hustle in a cold bluster as my hair was untide and my visions were blurred.

" 1.2 million "

" 1.5 million "

" 1.8 million "

" She's actually a high quality and a face that men would give their devotion to. Even two-million isn't enough. Bid higher for a higher possibility of owning her! " As I lifted my head while my sight is slowly regaining its conceit, I've noticed different person with names in the industry. They're wickedly aiming for something, for someone?

" Oh! The beauty had increment her conciousness! " With a confuse look in my dark-brown eyes, I started to wonder and realized. Hell no! I'm in an auction!

" Let go of me! Why the hell am'I even here?! " I started to scrabble and even screamed as if my lungs would lost my heart. I know what they're doing. They would sell me for a well paid price and thats what they are currently exploiting.

" 2.5 million "

" 3 million " The last thing I remembered was when my father brought me to the mall and leave me for an urgent meeting. I can't imagine how I end up here? This is an auction. Crap!

" 3 million? Going higher? " The crowd remained silent. I fixed my gaze to that certain someone who paid me. My make-up is even uncongenial but I don't care!

" Anyone who wants to bid higher? " I can barely see a fat man with a bald head. Oh God! He's smiling at me with a huge amount of hidden desires. So old!

" This heavenly beauty is sold to number----------- "

" Ten million! " The people was stunned including me. Who would buy a person in such an expensive price? Now I know, people in auction are insanely deep-pocketed.

" Mr. De Villa. N-number 24 just endeavored for 10 million. G-going higher? " I can sense that there's something wrong. The crowds countenance and mime proves it.

" Again, this heavenly beauty is sold to number 24! Mr. De Villa. " The pack of crowds started to mumbled something but I was deeply fucosed to seek that so called Mr. De Villa.

I saw a man in a dark corner who's literaly staring at me. Even if it's eaten by darkness, my senses can still be liable.I can't be lied by my own senses.

" Carry her at the back door. Mr. De Villa will be there in an instance! " Before I could utter a word, two men with black suits dragged me somewhere. I was being chained on my hands and my legs. I feel pity for myself.

" Don't you dare touch me. Let me go! " I struggled to get out of their grip but I didn't even outstrip their strenght. I am actually fragile with a twist of being classy.