Chapter 46: chapter 46

Jeremy's POV------------------"Why are you dressed up?" Zeco asks as soon as he walks out of my bathroom, half naked and exposing his well-defined body."And why are you taking a shower in my bathroom?" I question back, finishing doing my eyeliner. "My shower head broke" he reply, sitting on my bed."Were you masturbating with your shower head?" "Fuck you!" Zeco groans.I chuckle and go back to doing my make-up."You haven't answered to me... Why are you dressed up?" "Have to go meet an Old man who Mason was going to meet" I see him frown through the mirror. "That doesn't explain why you're dressed up," I sigh."That old man is gay" Zeco stands immediately and aims at me with his fierce eyes."Jeremy... You are not going to do it are you?" His voice is loud and angry.I ignore him but get swung around in a second. "Zeco, it's my job let go," I say trying to free myself but the grip of his fingers are death tight. "Your job is to not sleep with an old man, does Rodas knows?" I stay silent. "DOES HE KNOW THAT YOU'RE TRYING TO SELL YOUR BODY TO GET YOUR JOB DONE?" I flinch at his scream and kick his leg. He let my arms go."I'm not selling my body or anything. I'm not trying to sleep with the old man..." I shout.Zeco's furious face softens slowly."Jeremy I'm -""I've not slept with anyone ever since you told me not to" words slip out of my mouth.Zeco's large hands cradle my face."I'm sorry," he whispers.I place my hands over his and nod."I love you," I say, even though I won't ever hear it back. I accept a sweet kiss on my cheek in return. "Come back home tonight," he says softly.--------'Elegant Auction House' The words are written in a bright red colour on the Billboard outside a white-bricked building.  I park my bike at the side before heading inside the building. The main hall of the Auction house is impressive with ceilings adorned with crystal Chandeliers, plus red carpeting on the floor. Not many people are present inside and most of the seats are empty.At the front of the hall is a polished wooden stage where a man in a suit whom I assume to be an auctioneer is standing."Ladies and Gentlemen..." He begins and I scan the people present inside one by one, finally spotting a man in his fifties, dressed in the most expensive suits and jewellery. A proud smile played on his lips. Jackson Smile is sitting in the second-row seat with his arm around a pale boy. Disgusting old man. I take myself near the Old man and occupy the seat just behind him but not too behind. I can see his face. "...We have an extraordinary collection of very beautiful and exquisite items to present to you" Jackson Smile leans over to the boy and whispers something. In return, the boy gives him a shy smile."Our first item of the evening is a genuine masterpiece......." The Auctioneer continues and I keep my eyes glued to Jackson Smile. "Once I get this piece, My art collection would complete," I hear Jackson say with excitement. "Of course, You'll get it, darling," the boy says smooching the old man's cheek. They kiss after a few seconds.Fucking disgusting messy kiss. I find myself judging from behind. Then suddenly the room erupts in applause. I look toward the stage and they are about to remove the red veil. Everyone gasps when they lift the veil. From my point of view, it's just a landscape with lots of colour combinations but I know it must mean something. It must have a hidden meaning behind it, otherwise, they wouldn't auction it."Yes!!" Jackson Smile jumps on his seat."Let us start the bidding at one million dollars" Many raise their paddles, intensifying the bidding war and the numbers climb rapidly.Jackson hasn't made a move yet but there is this proud smirk on his face. Motherfucker is sure that he will win that piece. The bidding goes for another fifteen minutes."Five million to that beautiful lady on my right... Going once... Twice... T-""Ten Million!!" Jackson Smile finally raises his paddle.Holy shit!I nearly forgot to breathe. Everyone in the room has already lost hope. The boy in his arms squeals with joy and kisses the old man again. Fuck it. I don't have anything to do with it anyway. My job is to talk with this old man before me and make him meet Rodas."That was nice" I start, taking my chance to talk to him, leaning forward a bit. Jackson Smile turns around immediately and meet my eyes. I wink at him. "Mr...""Jackson," he completes my word, eyeing me from head to toe. "That was perfectly done, Mr Jackson!" I repeat with a smile but I can feel the burning gaze of the boy beside him. I don't fucking care.I slowly and elegantly press my finger on his chest. "I love it," I say, biting my lower lips.The old man smirks."You're interesting," he comments."Darling, we need to collect the Masterpiece" the boy beside him whines. "Do that for me" Jackson orders, his eyes never leaving mine. I have to keep my constant smile.The boy glares at me before storming away to receive the piece, Jackson had just owned.Jackson's claws reach for my hands."What do you want beautiful?" He asks me with an over-flirtatious voice. I want to do my job quickly and get away from you.I smile and slowly pull away my hand from him."Why don't we go somewhere, Mr Jackson?" I suggest pointing toward the exit. Surprisingly, he agrees. This old man turns out to be more greedy than I thought.He walks me out of the auction house, leaving behind the boy. Seriously, does this man even have a sense of security? He is so reckless... Trusting people too easily. I actually feel bad for this man. Then he opens the door of a Rolls-Royce. I get in and the old man immediately reaches for my waist and starts kissing my neck."Mr Jackson!" I call out his name, trying to push him away but this man is too horny and too heavy. "Mr Jackson, Calm down... I'm not running away"He finally backs away and looks at me with lust-filled eyes. "Mr Jackson... I'm here to talk about business. Please don't get angry... We can always do this later." I say, maintaining my voice soft while slowly massaging his shoulder."What business?" He asks, eyes close and feeling my touch.Disgusting."I want you to meet my Boss..."