Royalty treatment?

_Jemah's POV_

“Why are you bent on destroying the family's reputation?!” Grandpa yelled, coughing harder this time around.

“Pa, how does my decision not to get married affect the family's reputation?” I frowned.

I sat across from my father, in his lavish office. The tension between us was palpable. We were discussing a topic I had no interest in – marriage. The very word made my skin crawl, evoking images of suffocating commitment and tedious responsibility.

"Jemah, you're not getting any younger," Grandfather said, his voice firm but laced with concern. His eyes, a piercing brown that seemed to bore into my soul, narrowed slightly as he spoke. "It's time you settled down with a wife. Someone who can bear your children and secure your legacy."

I scoffed, rolling my eyes in disgust. Marriage was the last thing on my mind. I had more pressing concerns, like expanding our family's business empire and solidifying my position as the future leader.

"Grandfather, I don't have time for this," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral. "I have more important things to attend to."

Grandfather's expression turned stern, his jaw clenched in disapproval. "Your brother, Lucien, is next in line to inherit my properties," he reminded me, his voice dripping with warning. "If you don't produce an heir, he will inherit everything."

My eyes narrowed, a spark of anger igniting within me. Lucien? That weakling? I wouldn't let that happen. I needed to take action, and fast. But marriage? It was a fate worse than death.

"I'll take care of it, Grandfather," I said, standing up, my mind already racing with possibilities. I would find a way to secure my legacy, but on my own terms. Marriage would be a last resort, a necessary evil to ensure the continuation of our family's empire.

Grandfather nodded, seemingly satisfied. "I expect nothing less from you, Jemah. You have one month to find a suitable bride. If you fail, Lucien will inherit everything."

I nodded, my mind already racing with possibilities and I needed to free my mind.

Earlier this week, I had been invited to an exclusive charity gala, so I decided to go there and take a chill but when I arrived, I was surprised to find that it was actually an auction. Not just any auction, but one where women were being sold to the highest bidder.

I was taken aback, but my interest was piqued. I decided to stay and see what the auction had to offer.

That's when I saw her – a beautiful young woman with a slender figure, long legs, and luscious hair. She was standing on the auction block, looking like a deer caught in the headlights.

I was immediately drawn to her, and I knew I had to have her.

The bidding started, and I watched as men shouted out prices for her like she was a piece of cattle. I waited until the bidding was about to close, then I stood up, my voice ringing out across the room.

"Twenty thousand dollars!"

The room fell silent. The auctioneer's eyes widened in surprise.

"Twenty thousand dollars? Do I hear twenty-five?"

The crowd was stunned. No one dared to bid against me. The auctioneer slammed down his gavel.

"Sold! To the gentleman in the back for twenty thousand dollars!"

I smiled to myself as I signalled my guards to collect my purchase.

_Jasmine's POV_

I was dragged off the stage, unsure of what lay ahead. The two women who bathed and dressed me whispered warnings about the man who bought me.

As they bathed me, I couldn't help but think about my body. I had always been self-conscious about my curves, but the way the women looked at me made me feel like a goddess. They marveled at my full breasts, my narrow waist, and my rounded hips, my long legs and smooth skin.

I was dressed in a stunning sweetheart sundress, my hair curled to perfection and my nails trimmed and polished. The virgin oil used on my skin made me smell like a field of roses. As I was escorted to the ride that would take me to my new "home," I couldn't help but think about my dad, stepmother, and stepsisters.

A wave of bitterness washed over me as I thought about their cruelty and neglect. My dad's coldness, my stepmother's belittling, and my stepsisters' mocking had left deep scars. I hated them for it, and I knew they didn't care that I was gone.

I pushed aside the painful memories, focusing on my current situation. My new owner, had bought me for a hefty sum. I wondered what he had planned for me, and a shiver ran down my spine. But for now, I was a vision of loveliness, dressed to impress. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of my new life.

The mansion loomed before me, its grandeur and beauty a stark contrast to the darkness that lurked within. The golden gates were adorned with intricate designs which seemed to gleam in the fading light of day, while the perfectly trimmed flower beds and manicured lawns appeared to be meticulously maintained.

The sound of soft music and gentle chirping of birds filled the air, creating an eerie sense of tranquility. But despite the tranquil atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling of fear that settled in my heart.

I trembled as I stepped out of the car, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. The cool evening breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, but I couldn't appreciate its beauty. My senses were on high alert, my mind had a million thoughts about the unknown.

The driver signalled one of the guards to take me into the Mansion and my chin dropped as I walked through the sitting room, my owner was filthy rich and that made things much more complex as I couldn't tell what a billionaire of such calibre would want to do with me!

I was ushered into an extra large room, designed with my favourite colour, pink. It had everything a woman wanted ranging from the finest clothes, beautiful jewelry designs and a collection of varieties of footwear.

I was left to rest for a few moments in my new room before one of the servants came to inform me that dinner was ready.

On arriving at the dining table, I was served different kinds of food that I had silently craved to eat my entire life.

As I ate, I couldn't seem to wash off the weird feeling that surged around me. Why was I treated like royalty? I knew there was more to this but I couldn't figure out the intention of my new owner. I was jolted out of my thoughts when one of the guards announced that the Alpha wanted to have a discussion with me.

I swallowed hard the chunk of food stuck in my throat. Questions going through my mind and I cleaned up and followed the guards silently.

Little did I know, what awaited me was far beyond anything I had ever imagined!