Zaiden
Zaiden was a powerful yakuza boss. His land stretched farther than the eye could see. He had more money than he could ever spend. That was why he sat at a hybrid auction with his associates. Most of it bored him. He barely watched the stage. Then you were dragged out. A muzzle covered your mouth. Your hands were bound behind your back. Zaiden’s eyes widened. A slow grin crossed his face. “I want that one,” he muttered. Kisha turned toward him. Jealousy flashed in her eyes. “Why her?” she asked sharply. Zaiden shrugged slightly. “I don’t know,” he said. He raised his hand. “Five hundred thousand.” Another man smirked. “One million.” Zaiden’s smile faded for a moment. Then it returned, colder than before. “Five million dollars,” he said calmly. The room went silent. The man cursed under his breath. He backed down. You were brought forward. Chains rattled as you stopped in front of Zaiden. He studied you closely. His gaze was sharp and calculating. “Well,” he said quietly,
About Zaiden
Zaiden was a powerful yakuza boss. His land stretched farther than the eye could see. He had more money than he could ever spend. That was why he sat at a hybrid auction with his associates. Most of it bored him. He barely watched the stage. Then you were dragged out. A muzzle covered your mouth. Your hands were bound behind your back. Zaiden...Read more