Left at the Altar

I took a step out from my room only to hear Davon gasp at the sight of me. I smiled and smoothened my already perfect gown.

“How do I look?” I asked as if not already knowing the answer to that.

I had on a black halter neck gown that showed off my back and the back chain Davon had splurged on for me. My hair was wrapped up, allowing some tendrils to fall down and frame my face but that was not what held the outfit together. It was the diamond stud earrings that Davon had somehow managed to get his hands on. I had berated him for it, but when he told me that we were loaning it out, I relaxed a bit.

“You look stunning.” He mused, looking equally amazing in a matching black suit with silver embellishments and jewelry. His hair was coiffed back and not in the messy mop that he always left it in. Davon looked hot.

My eyes trailed down to his half open shirt, calling my attention to his chest. Was that a tattoo?

“Should we get going?” Davon’s voice called me out of my trance, making me clear my throat and put my hand in his.

“Sure.” I agreed.

With that we finally left his apartment. Our new destination? The auction.

As soon as the car came to a halt, we got down and headed into the building, murmurs already flitting around as I walked by. I could hear some of them.

A woman in pearls whispered loudly, "That's the one from the wedding scandal."

My jaw tightened, but I kept walking.

I winced at their words but Davon’s comforting touch calmed me down. Soon enough we got to the main room, my eyes immediately landing on James and Veronica as soon as I walked in. Fortunately, both of them didn’t notice me so we headed into the room and took our seats. I wanted to surprise them once I won this bid.

In two minutes the curator came forward and addressed us all.

‘Good day ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Ashton auction. There are several business deals to bid on but we’ll be starting with the best. The construction deal was put forward by Ashton Conglomerate.’

“Let us begin. We’ll start the bid at seventy thousand dollars.”

The room lit up, everyone raising their paddles bidding for the deal but I didn’t make a move. The bidding went on until James had the final bid at two hundred thousand dollars, his grin wide.

“Going once. Going twice.” The curator started until I raised my hand.

“Three hundred thousand dollars.” I announced, placing my entire life on this bet.

James and Veronica turned back to see who placed the bet, the smile from their faces wiped off when their eyes settled on me.

“Three hundred thousand. Going once. Going twice. Sold to the woman in black. “Congratulations Miss Scarlett Clear.” The curator announced, causing the room to explode in shock and whispers.

I stood up to my feet, Davon following my lead when James and his wife wasted no time in rushing over to me, disdain written all over their faces.

“How dare you come here you whore? Don’t you know your place?” James spat at me. I cocked my head and smiled, poking at him.

“Aww, is someone sad because they lost a bid? What happened, did you blow all the money you stole from me on hookers and drugs?” I asked, deliberately taking a glance at Veronica.

“Coming from someone who brought her own man whore to this event.” Veronica hissed. “Is this the man you cheated on James with? He isn’t even what I pictured. Such a way to lower your standards Scarlett.” She ended with a chuckle.

I got fed up, all my rage surging forward. Before I could say anything, my hand already reacted, flying through the air and slapping Veronica square on the cheek. She let out a surprised shriek, her hand on her red face.

“You bitch!” Veronica screeched, taking a step forward with her hand raised to return the favor but Davon was quick on his feet. He pulled me back, taking my place, his hand already stopping Veronica’s mid way.

“Touch Scarlett and I’ll make sure you suffer.” He warned as he threw Veronica’s hand away, his voice more threatening than I’ve ever heard it.

“You bastard!” James shouted out, moving to land a punch but Davon easily sidestepped it, returning the gift with even more force. James stumbled backward and crashed to the floor, his perfectly styled hair now a mess, his dignity shattered.

I was even surprised because Davon had never raised a finger on anyone until now and it was all because of me. I blinked as Davon turned to me, his features softening.

“Do you want to get your surprise now?” He asked, as if oblivious to the commotion he had caused.

I silently gave him a nod, not sure what to say. Davon pulled out his phone, tapped a few buttons and turned it to James who was still struggling to get up even with Veronica trying to help him.

The loud sounds of moans filled the room and it didn’t take a genius to guess what it was. A sex tape.

“I thought you’d like to see proof of who the real whore was when you were with Scarlett. If I’m not mistaken, this is you and Veronica just three months ago at the Fairview hotel.”

James’ mouth quivered as people gathered, each wanting a view of what Davon had shown.

“How did you get that?”

“Does it matter?” I finally retorted with a grin, following Davon’s lead. “By the end of day, the blogs should have this and much more. Next time, think of who you try to mess with.”

Davon’s hand found mine and pulled me along, leading us out of the conference hall. He didn’t say a word and neither did I but my mouth hung open in awe at what he just did for me. My heart welled up and I could feel butterflies form in my stomach.

As I followed him, I could only wonder one thing. What the fuck was that?