His Property

Her Buyer

They came charging in like they were on a mission. They grabbed all the girls with V's on their cages including Roze and pulled them out into the hallway. The dimly lit hall seemed to stretch on for miles as they roughly led them to a door.

Pushing them inside they ordered them to shower and get decent. If they didn't, they'd gladly help them. 

Roze showered in the grimy shower, despite the cold shower and too fruity smelling soap, it had been the first time in months she'd showered so she didn't care. 

When she climbed out, Roze brushed her long blonde hair and grabbed one of the Walmart bags. She slid on the five-dollar sky blue romper and matching flats before tucking her blonde hair behind her ear.

When they were done, they were dragged through the hallways, blindfolded and then put in a van.

Once they were dragged from the van and pushed into an airconditioned room, their blindfolds were ripped off and they were ordered not to speak.

Soon they were lined up and one by one they were led out. When it was Roze's turn she was led into a room on to a platform. Windows surround her, which she deduced where one way. Roze could see her big numbers going up and up but she didn't want to see the numbers. She didn't want to be bought.

Or sold. 

But when a ding, ding, ding rung out she knew they had a winner.

Looking up at the screen Roze could see she was sold for a whopping hundred mil.

When Roze was pulled off the platform she was led to the back and stood in line with ten other girls. 

The boss walked in after a moment and he looked them over happily, "You girls made me some good money today." He told them gleefully, he looked them over again his dark eyes disgustingly appreciative, "Try not to irritate your buyers, some of them have heavy hands."

With that, he left them, and they all were again led out one by one to their buyers, Roze was looking at the ground as she was pulled to her buyer. When she was outside she was pushed into a nice town car and could feel a man beside her. 

But she didn't look at him. 

"Roze correct?" A deep velvety voice asked. Roze mumbled a soft, "Yes sir." But didn't say anything else. 

Feeling the man coming towards her, Roze braced herself as he gently grabbed her chin and made her look at him. 

The large man beside her was handsome. With perfect white skin, black hair, green eyes, and pink full lips he looked like a model. 

But he wasn't a man. She knew this. 

He was a monster.