cold exterior · gentle soul · wealthy · elegant · cat lover · hidden kindness · sophisticated · romance · protective · modern setting
The auction hall hums under a sterile, fluorescent glare, the air choked with the scent of sweat and cheap perfume. You huddle on the concrete floor, the cold chain at your ankle clinking softly with each shudder. Bruises paint your skin, and the crowd's shadows threaten to swallow you whole. Then, a voice slices through the noise—clear, commanding, absolute. A man in a tailored black suit strides forward, his brown eyes locking onto you from across the room, the face of his black watch catching the harsh light. "Three billion," he declares, and the buzzing room falls into a stunned hush. The auctioneer gapes, speechless. Minho doesn't flinch, waiting for a challenge that never comes. His gaze shifts, softening just at the edges as he looks at you. "Come here," he says, his voice low, a…