Page 23 of Auctioned to the Billionaire Surgeon

I waved a hand. “Whatever. My point is that these women would have attended the right schools, they would know how to speak to polite members of society, no one would have to help them figure out tasteful clothing, hair, and makeup… that sort of thing. I want a woman who’s beautiful, refined, and knows how to carry herself in society.” My voice was getting louder the more excited I got about my idea. “I want someone I can leave by herself for a few minutes and not worry that she is going to make a fool out of herself, and, by extension, me.”

“God. I thoughtIwas a snob. But,” he said as I started toprotest, “I like the idea. I’d even use it if Carmen would allow it.”

“What do you mean?” I couldn’t imagine anyone ‘allowing’ Enzo to do anything. A lot of people acted like Nico was the scariest Salazar other than Carlos, the patriarch, but I disagreed. It was Enzo. He would be the heir to the Salazar real estate and business fortune. He already controlled half the town as it was. And there was something about his steely calm that projected a sense of barely restrained power. I thought he was semi-terrifying, and I was glad to be a friend of the family.

“She won’t let us enter the regular auction, the Cinnamon Auction, because she says it sets a bad precedent. That people will be mad if we swoop in and get the best girls each month.”

“Maybe she wouldn’t care as much with the elite auction. I would think this really only affects the very highest members of West Bay society. There wouldn’t be as many women in the auction, but there wouldn’t be as many men invited, either. And it wouldn’t have to be held monthly like her other auction. Maybe only twice a year.”

Enzo cocked his head, and I could see all the logistics clicking in his brain. “This isn’t a bad idea. I’ll talk to her for you and see whether she can be persuaded.” He sipped his drink. “What do you propose calling this auction? ‘Elite’ makes the other one seem inferior.”

“I don’t know. What about the Golden Auction? And the girls could be Golden Girls.”

Enzo stared at me for a moment. “You’re kidding, right?”

I frowned. “No. Why?”

“Please tell me you’ve watchedTheGolden GirlsTV show. You know… Dorothy, Blanche, Rose, and Sofia?”

“Ah.” I felt stupid. “Guess we can’t use that one.”

“Nope. As much as I loved those ladies, I can’t imagine young heiresses would want to potentially be compared to elderly retirees.”

“Probably not.”

Enzo grinned and turned away from thestage where a group of people were having sex. “Now the theme song keeps going through my head. I can’t watch people fuck to that song. It’ll mess with my head whenever I hear it.”

“How often do you watchTheGolden Girls?” This didn’t seem at all like something Enzo Salazar would do in his penthouse at night after a long day at work.

“All the time.” He glanced at his watch. “I’m going over to Sugar. Do you want to come with me, or are you staying here?”

I thought about it. If I stayed here, I could find some beautiful woman to fuck for a few hours. If I went to Sugar, I could stare at Jelly for a couple of hours. I wish I could have the best of both worlds and fuck Jelly. But I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I sighed. Maybe I could at least get sucked off in one of Sugar’s VIP rooms.

“I’ll come with you.” With that, I followed Enzo out of Cayenne. Even I was surprised I was choosing staring at Jelly over fucking some anonymous woman.

We went through the secret back hallway that stretched the length of all the clubs on the block and entered Sugar. As soon as we did, a very busty, beautiful blonde woman dressed as a hostess waved to us. I wasn’t sure I’d ever noticed her before. “Who’s that?”

Enzo smirked at me. “Daniela. She’s fucked all of us. She’s the only hostess that comes down to Cayenne some of the time. Leo and Joaquin enjoy having her at the same time. You know how they are.”

I did. I think most of the town did. They loved to share women. Maybe it was a twin thing.

“She gives good head,” Enzo said, returning Daniela’s greeting. “If you’re interested, you better grab her before someone else does. Even though Carmen still considers her a hostess, she said there’s no way in hell she’s ever going to be in the auction. Daniela fucks or gives head a few times a night. She probably makes bank.”

I studied the woman. She wasn’t my usual type, but I figured she could suck my dick as well as anyone else in Sugar.Especially if the Salazars kept going back for seconds.

I straightened my tie. “I’ll give her a go.” It had been weeks since I’d been sucked off by that vaguely familiar woman in Cayenne. Meeting Jelly and spending all my time at the premier table in Sugar had significantly altered my sex life.

Enzo clapped a hand on my back. “Enjoy. I’m going to talk to Carmen about your auction idea.”

Enzo disappeared down a hallway I knew led to offices.

I smiled at Daniela, who paused to look at me. She was carrying a tray of drinks. “Can I help you, sir?”

“Oh, I think you can, sweetheart.”

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I moaned as Daniela’s head bobbed between my legs. She sucked my cock like a goddamn expert, and the pleasure was intense. I leaned back, closed my eyes and pretended it was Jelly who was working me over.