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The Obese Man here is the Boss, nicknamed Fatty Cai II. He is a typical greedy person who cares more about money than morals. Hearing everyone clamoring to bid, he couldn't contain his joy, almost grinning from ear to ear. Once he felt the appetite had been sufficiently whetted, he began, "Alright, I will start the bidding now! The opening bid is one million dollars. Let your wealth bring the beauty to your bed, gentlemen Bosses!” His voice was rough but clear even over the deafening music.
“Two million…” echoed a man in his forties, the Bald Man.
“Three million…” came another voice.
“Five million…” said the man who had come with a winning mindset, gritting his teeth as he offered a high price. This was all in dollars; spending lavishly for a woman must be like this.
For a moment, everyone fell silent. Although they were all drooling at the thought, could they really afford such an expensive woman?
“Haha, no one else is bidding? Haha… The beauty is mine!” This lecherous man felt pained about spending the money, but the thought of having this stunning woman at his mercy made it all worthwhile.
On stage, Fatty Cai II was pleased to have sold a woman for five million for the first time but still hoped to sell her for more. Reluctantly, he continued shouting, “Is there anyone else willing to bid? If not, this beauty will belong to this Boss!”
He called out several times without anyone responding. Though he was unwilling and wanted to make more profit, he was about to declare it sold when a cold voice rang out: “Ten Million Dollars!”
It was a man wearing a Silver Mask, revealing only his alluring Peach Blossom Eyes, which seemed to smile faintly with their corners slightly raised, adding to his charm. His beautiful pupils and enchanting eye shape blended into an exquisite allure that radiated both flirtation and recklessness.
As he tilted his head and slowly stood up, his White Wolf Tooth Earrings glimmered as he moved. He looked dangerously intriguing while keenly observing the woman on stage with a gaze filled with ominous mist.
His tall figure walked gracefully and confidently through the crowd. Without hesitation, he stepped onto the stage and pulled the beautiful woman into his embrace. His broad hand gently caressed her fair face as he whispered softly in her ear, “We meet again.”
With an evil grin, he pulled out a check for ten million from his black coat and tossed it to Fatty Cai II. “Ten Million Dollars for you; from now on she is mine.” With that, he scooped her up and headed straight for the exit, leaving a room full of stunned men behind.
Someone woke up first, whispering in disbelief, "Is he... Rafas, the Godfather of the Mafia...?" They added a question mark to confirm their incredulous doubt.
The man beside him also slowly regained consciousness, his back chilled with fear. This was the Godfather of the Mafia that everyone in North America feared. How could they dare to compete for the woman he favored right in front of him? They must be tired of living.
The most frightened was Fatty Cai II. His legs trembled as if they were fitted with mechanisms, shaking uncontrollably and refusing to stop. "I actually took money from this Yama King. Am I... trying to get myself killed?" He nearly lost control and wet himself on stage.
"Ah..." Rafas yanked her out of the car and unceremoniously lifted her up. Her tear-filled eyes were full of fear, and the cold, ruthless face of Rafas, masked and menacing, made her feel his overwhelming aura of terror. She screamed as he dragged her into a vintage castle, not pausing for a moment before pulling her into the bedroom.
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