Auctioned Mates Revenge
Chapter 4
The door swung closed, finally leaving me alone in my dressing room after listening to Trista’s explanation of the auction procedures for the last time. I knew it by heart long before I was eligible for the auction.
With a few minutes to spare, I opened my phone and searched for Matt Wallber again. His article on his pack’s website appeared first with his portrait. Handsome features with cold dark eyes and the slightest hint of a cynical condescension on his lips.
There wasn’t much in the current news about him that I hadn’t read already. He took over Warhammer’s finance, real estate, and information enterprises and led the pack to the level of wealth they now enjoyed. Despite all that he’s contributed to the pack, he was not his father’s favorite to be the next alpha of the pack. His father and his peers were too concerned about the opinions of the public, and Matt had no problems being splashed across tabloid pages in compromising positions.
His last interview detailed an orgy he had in a private jet before going skydiving.
His name might as well have meant excess and despite his business genius, he didn’t give anyone the sense of being capable of providing stability to the back.
There was nothing new on him in the news, so I closed my phone and checked my reflection again. I smirked. It had been a good decision to splurge a little on the make-up produced from Fluorite flowers. It was far more expensive than it had been when the Fluorite pack existed, but the quality had not changed. I was glad that not everything about my pack had been destroyed, though it was currently in the hands of my enemies.
It smoothed every imperfection like an airbrush and was twice as light. My eyes sparkled in the low light as I reapplied my dark cherry red lipstick. The color made my pale skin seem luminous and this particular shade was special to the luxury Fluorite-based make-up company that anyone of quality and wealth would recognize. It was a subtle calling card as was my choice of gown with its classic neckline. I would stand out in the lineup like a marble statue of a goddess among cheap idols.
I’d be tempting. Hopefully, I will be tempting enough to hook Matt.
Over the past three years, I learned that men of power wanted something everyone wanted and couldn’t afford. They wanted the unobtainable.
It was better to be sensual to capture the johns with the bigger pockets. Being a whore was sleazy enough for them.
My hands were shaking. I had planned so much for this moment,
I couldn’t afford to mess up. I couldn’t afford to be nervous.
I couldn’t afford for him not to take the bait
sounded on
to watch the performances from within the VIP rooms and cast their bids using the room’s keypad. Everyone
on stage, I went to the bathroom to calm myself. My heart was racing filled with excitement
Wallber was waiting to buy Seven Days of Heaven with me. Using him, I would find Angelia and get
“Showtime, ladies!”
rolled my shoulder and walked to the back of the line. There were ten of us. Each of us dressed in a sparkling evening gown, ready to introduce ourselves to the crowd. I
stage light was so bright my eyes burned, but I
the front row of the VIP room just to the right of the stage, was Matt Wallber, surrounded by various women. His collar was undone and he wore what looked to be a deconstructed tuxedo. His hair was raked and a bit
hand through
him seem with
to his left, tugged on his shirt, trying to get his attention, but he continued to stare at me. His
red of my lips? Perhaps it was the choice to wear such a dark gown. His nostrils flared and he sat forward just a little, staring at me as if he had known me for a long time, or that he had been
looking for me? My heart started to
often got blindingly drunk and raved about being our savior, citing that as the reason why we
pack members by her face, leering at her as he licked her cheek. But how could I have killed anything as
said was true, and Matt realized that I was a remnant of the
Had he always known?
couldn’t be possible. He would have had me
Had he found Angelia?
he was in contact with
I ran through my introduction at the back of my hand and focused on channeling every sultry inkling in my body
Cherry, the Cold Beauty of Midnight, won’t you say a few
before speaking. Already, men were being affected, leaning forward in their seats a bit in anticipation as they took in the figure I made