Free SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER by Sam Crescent Page A

she stood on the red cross onstage. Her heart continued to
pound. She gazed out at the audience. The light shining on the stage
stopped her from seeing the crowd. She wondered what they were
thinking while they stared at her.
    “ Who will open
the bidding?” Charles asked.
    “ One thousand
dollars,” a man called out.
    A thousand dollars
wasn’t a bad start.
    “ Three
thousand dollars.”
    “ Four
thousand.”
    “ Five
thousand.”
    She listened as the
price went up and up.
    Her palms were
sweaty and then the next price made her heart stop.
    “ One million
dollars.”
    Gasps echoed around
the room.
    Emily recognised
that voice.
    How could he be
here?
    The sound of the
male voice filled her with regret. Before she’d walked away,
Emily had listened to that voice demand her submission. He’d
whispered orders and sweet nothings in her ear while he took her to
heaven and back. She regretted walking away from him after he
proposed. The man who had proposed to her was also the man she worked
for. Jason Young, the Dom she’d fallen in love with, the man
she’d run away from when he demanded more. And the same man was
her boss.
    She’d seen the
leaflet for this resort on his desk. He was supposed to be away on a
business deal, not at the resort.
    “ Sold.”
Charles’s words rang out and echoed across the room.
    Shit, what had she
done?
    ****
    Jason Young sat in
the crowd at the Master’s resort waiting for the woman who
would be his for the entire weekend. Every year without fail he made
sure to attend the resort’s annual get together. When Emily,
his personal assistant, made sure he was nowhere near the resort on
business, he’d become suspicious. He called Charles to confirm
Emily’s agreement to be a submissive for the auction event. The
anger at her constant running threatened to drive him insane. Emily
loved him. Jason saw it in the way she looked at him. When she didn’t
know he was looking, he saw her need to please him.
    Before she’d
worked for him they’d been lovers. Their relationship never
affected their working one. They were able to put aside their
attraction and get the job done. Emily was a brilliant personal
assistant. The best personal assistant he’d ever worked with.
    That was a lie.
Well, part of it may be a lie. They worked well together but Emily
drove him crazy with wanting her. There were times he watched her
working and all he wanted to do was bend her over his desk and spank
that full, rounded ass.
    Seeing her onstage
with the way her nerves affected her, the protective instincts inside
him spilled out. Her hands were fisted at her sides, which was a
clear sign she wanted to get off the stage and out of the limelight.
When they’d been together he’d never done a scene in
public. Her safety and security mattered most to him.
    The men who’d
placed bids made his anger rise. Emily Hayes was his woman and no
other man would ever know how silky soft her skin felt. He knew every
inch of his woman and this weekend she was going to learn to accept
his love.
    One million dollars
was a small amount of his fortune. Emily was more than worth the
cost. He walked past the men toward his prize. He handed the check
over to Charles and took Emily’s hand. She didn’t resist.
He marched out of the crowded room. When he saw the men gazing at her
body, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. No
one but him could look at her full curves.
    She took the jacket
without argument.
    “ What are you
doing here?” she asked. Her face paled.
    “ Do you really
think I was too stupid to realise what you’d done?” He
turned and organised some food to be delivered to his room. The woman
at the desk gave a quizzical look before turning her attention to
Emily.
    “ I thought
you’d be halfway around the world by now,” she said.
    Grabbing her arm, he
moved toward the elevator. Jason counted his blessings at the fact
she hadn’t fought him. Pressing the button to his floor, he
stared