Bruno explained that if I ever make eye contact, it should be brief. One second was the exact time to show my respect to the ‘masters’ in front of me. It is forbidden and insulting for me to observe anybody for over a second. The same thing goes for a master who desires to gaze at other master’s property.
Boundaries.
Rules.
Contracts.
Everything is analyzed in this environment.
“The pleasure is all mine, sir.” I answer very politely with a sweet voice.
Kaled stands up again and continues the conversation with Bruno, as if I wasn’t here.
“I have little time to put her to the test, but I already know you trained her very well, Mr. Cox. Kudos to you, your companion is definitely exquisite in every way.”
“Thanks Kaled, it took a while to get her used to my habits, you know how it is.” Bruno explains while he caresses my head.
“Of course, I know how hard that can be. Please come in, get comfortable, the auction will start in a couple hours.”
There is a metal detector just before the entrance, some men in black are making sure everyone goes through it. The green light lights up and we walk through it with no problems. We are not carrying any weapons with us, but it's understandable that a man as powerful and wanted as Razzag needs this kind of protocol to ensure his protection.
I can't imagine how many people want to see him dead. There’s one thing I’d like to say to those people.
Get in fucking line.
Bruno steps into the mansion, and my feet follow him blindly.
As we established, I must follow him at all times like a shadow, to his right and one step back from his body. This is how I am at the moment. Externally I look like a calm person, my hands are intertwined over my stomach, my eyes are warm and peaceful, but internally, I am like an LSD addict, neurotic, vibrant and anxious.
Bruno has a photo of Dante back at the hotel. He looks like a happy teen in that photo, but that picture was frozen in time. We don't know what his face might be today, that's why Bruno has longer hair and a thick beard now. He couldn’t risk being recognized by anyone.
A waiter offers Bruno a drink and while he pretends to enjoy the party, I quickly take a last glance around the place and confirm my initial observation of the area.
We are in ancient fucking Greece.
You don’t need a history degree to know that ancient Greece was the lust and slavery capital of the world, so the decor seems fitting.
Bruno is studying the audience with his arrogant attitude. I’m just waiting for directions.
His hand suddenly slides around my lower back and yanks me towards him. Bruno connects my mouth with his in a hungry kiss while his hands touch my body with no shame.
The message is clear: ‘This is my toy; I do what I want with it.’
A woman clears her throat and Bruno stops kissing me. As soon as he releases me, I step behind him.
She’s watching us without shame.
“Good evening, I’m Sabrina.”
I can't see her directly, but I can see her blonde hair at waist level, a red dress and long legs.
Bruno takes her hand and kisses the back of her hand, leaning his body a little, pulling my strap closer to him.
“It's a pleasure to meet you Sabrina, I’m Miles.” I can hear the smile on Bruno’s lips.
“Are you a ‘virgin’ Miles?” she boldly asks.
I’m shocked, but I hear Bruno's quick answer and I understand what the question was about.
