UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 221 – 230
“Choose someone else,” Gray glares at the man.
“Gray, she’s hot.”
“And she’s not interested.”
He shrugs and leaves. The man at the podium smiles at me and shakes his head at Gray. Alexa was chosen too, along with nine other girls. That Sasha girl won’t stop fuming and biting her bottom lip. She hates the fact that she’s not chosen.
“My gentlemen, I would allow you to choose the hottest as we start the bidding.”
Holy God. What if the girl is single? Like Alexa, for example? She gets the cash, obviously.
“The one with the red? The blue? Pink dress? Oh, the one with the grey-colored dress?” The man says and turns to look at Alexa.
“You’re the hottest, miss,” the man tells Alexa. It’s obvious—she’s pretty.
“Isn’t she pretty?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Gray huffs. His hand still secures around my waist.
“So we’re gonna start with 200 dollars…” The podium man says.
“$500…”
“Anyone?”
“$1,000…”
What?! For dancing?
“$10,000,” Reid says at once as people turn to look at him. That was unexpected. Gray looks at Reid as Reid gives him a gentle smile.
“$10,000! Anybody?” The man asks as he looks around. “Going once… going twice… and sold.”
The man announces as Reid walks to Alexa. I’m not the only one stunned—Alexa too, and Gray.
“You have any idea why he did that?” I ask Gray.
“No fuckin’ idea. Maybe to save her ass. Those men would want to fuck her,” Gray says.
The music plays softly as they dance in the spotlight.
“Aww. And they look pretty together,” I mutter.
“Really, Tinkerbell?”
I chuckle and roll my eyes. This is so much fun. They sway to the music as Reid’s hands curl around Alexa’s waist and then slide down her hips. So much intimacy, and it feels romantic.
“Imagine some other dude doing that to you,” Gray mutters and scoffs.
“You said you don’t mind being the highest bidder.”
“It’s not allowed. I can’t partake in the auction if you end up being the hottest girl everyone chose,” he says, barely audible, as he trails his hands down my hips.
That distracted me for a minute, and I almost didn’t see Reid’s hands on Alexa’s butt. This is awkward. They stop dancing after their intimate session as people clap for them. Reid whispers something to Alexa, and she rolls her eyes.
“Time for general dancing, ladies and gentlemen,” the podium man announces.
Alexa’s cheeks are flushed when she walks back to us. I excuse Gray and go to talk to her. Reid is already having a word with Gray.
“So…” I say.
“That was crazy, I know, and—”
“Wait, you fucked that one too?” Ace asks from nowhere.
“Shut up, you piece of shit. He’s Gray’s best friend.”
“Ten fuckin’ thousand dollars. That’s a lot.”
“And it’s a tiny change for a mob boss’s right-hand man. Seriously, Ace,” I say and cross my arms.
“You were like the hottest girl here. Why hold back?” Ace asks me.
“Because I can’t imagine myself dancing with a stranger. Not just a stranger—a mafioso,” I tell Ace.
“Something wrong with that?”
“Boy, shut up,” Alexa snaps at Ace.
Ace furrows his brows and looks down at Alexa.
“The last time I checked, you’re my younger twin, and I’m like your second father,” Ace says, and I chuckle.
“Fuckin’ idiot. Please save your sermon. You owe our parents a lot of apologies for being an idiot. Now shut up, or I will shove my hands inside your ass, fucker,” Alexa says.
I blink my eyes at her and look at Ace, who’s also stoned.
“Wanna dance?” Some random guy asks me.
“I’m sorry. I’ve got a date.”
“Yeah. Gray Carter. I bet he won’t mind,” the guy says.
“Yes, he will. Now get the fuck out,” Alexa says as Ace glares at the guy.
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 221 – 230
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