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As I entered inside the auction house or maybe I should call it palace cause the outside view was breath taking. I believe that it used to be a castle or something back in the century past or more and now it became a place where people, rich and billionaires can have an expensive party or gala with the finest wines and alcohols with cigars only the greatest.

Inside the building, the view was way much more beautiful and velvet. Candles on the wall, statues of soldiers in the corners and in the middle shields and arts. I imagine rich ladies and gentlemen talking, drinking the expensive wines and the waitresses going here and there offering drinks and food while other billionaires having cigars on their hands. Ladies with old fashioned dresses talking about who cheats who, who got a divorce and yet still showing their pity faces to other women. In this building I can imagine ladies with taste on good men or ladies that are looking at the most dangerous mafia guys because that type of men is what they go after.

I now, as I try to keep picture another life, I here someone talking and I come back to reality, only to see a guy who tries to offer me a glass of champagne. I smile at him as I take one and before I try to thank him he leaves quick with an awkward smile on his face.

With my one arm fulled by the finest champagne, I keep walking to find me a place to sit. I do hate to talk in this fake people who believe that because they have money, they can buy you too with the funniest flirt lines you could ever hear. As I go to find me a sit, I spot a beautiful, good standing man staring at me. His total dirt black hair makes a perfect pair with his dark eyes and suit. He still staring at me as he takes a sip of his drink and other men still talking to him but he keeps staring at me.

Great! Another probably billionaire man who shows off his money and power to others and maybe thinks he can have every girl he wants. Why would I bother to profile me anyway? It's not even my type of guy. He probably has a bimbo, giving her money to buy her dresses and anything she wants. The more I look at him, the more I get annoyed.

I finally found a chair to sit down and the auction was only 5 minutes away. I was very nervous, I needed to take this rose no matter the cost, otherwise I would lose my head or worst any other limb of my body or I would end up dead. People like Fernando don't like to lose, oh but when they do, you could be found dead in an ally or in an accident and him getting away with that. I can't believe how I became one of his puppets but I have to do this perfect or else I'll be dead.