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Shoes clicking against the cold floor. He opened the door leading to his office and when he got there, he immediately sat onto his swivel chair. Trying to loose his necktie with his right hand. He rested on his chair and massages the bridge of his nose.

"Owen," He called and came Owen, his secretary.

"Yes, sir?"

"That guy," He started. "Mr. Wilson? Why does he always have to butt in every business I do? Is he perhaps insecure? I mean, not gonna lie, I am handsome, aren't I?" He said. Owen was about to answer his boss' stupidly question but stopped when he interrupted him. "That stupid party and that stupid Mr. Wilson. I heard he slept with one of his students. Is that true? Make an investigation about him and I'll bring him down. Go, Owen."

He sighed as he listens to his boss' once again tantrums. "Yes, sir." And went out of the office.

He heaved off a sigh and stood up from his seat and went around his office. And what caught his attention was the name he saw. CEO Nixel Rossi. He smirked, it was no other than Nixel Rossi. It was him. Yes, he was the no other than Nixel Rossi and yet, Mr. Wilson dares to annoy him in this very day that he promised himself to get some refreshments by going to the party that one of his one night stand invited.

Looking at the window's reflection to see who opened the door, it was Owen and one of his employee. "Sir Rossi," His employee said. "Here's the report for this month's sales." She said getting nervous as each second pass by.

He looked at her and back at the report she and her team did. Overviewing it, he sighed. "Redo this. There are so many points where you guys lack at. You call this a report? This can't even pass a college report. Get out." Nixel commanded at the girl employee who is near at tearing up. She nodded and went out of his boss' office.

"Why go harsh on her? She's an intern and it's also her first time being in here." Owen stated as he give his boss a cup of coffee.

"Owen, you know the drills. This isn't some kind of college party they used to have. It's the society they are working from now on." Nixel said as he sips on his coffee cup.

Owen couldn't even oppose what his boss had said. Owen wouldn't even deny that there are times that his boss is quite of a kid at times but when it comes to business and other serious stuff, that's when he idolize him.

Nixel have this duality in him and sometimes even Owen himself gets shock with the sudden changes he make. He sighed at his thought and went over to his iPad to see the boss' schedule for today.

"Owen," He called once again. "It's so boring. Don't I have any just any wincy bit of schedule that's atleast somewhat exciting?" Nixel asked as he stir his coffee looking at it like there's nothing he can do anymore.

Owen looked at his boss' schedule to see if there's something exciting at the least and what caught his attention was this auction night he'll attend later this 10 in the night.

"There is something that seems exciting." Nixel eyes twinkle at what he heard and smirked at Owen. "It's an auction night later at 10 o'clock in the evening at OO."1

"At 10 o'clock?"

"Yes, sir."

Nixel stirring his coffee once again said, "Go find a party that we can attend at 10 o'clock and Owen, this time, go find yourself a date."

"But I do have a date."

"Owen, those are hookups or one-night-stands, not dates."

"Nixel, that is a date."

They looked at each other as if they were trying to fight their answers but Owen gave up. "Fine." Owen said making Nixel grin at him.

"Seriously, Owen, we've been friends since middle school and I saw how girls flock over you but it's still a mystery to me why you don't date people." Nixel told him making Owen tense up a little bit but regained his composure after some seconds.

As they continue to do their jobs, somewhere around the world lingers our other main character. Held captive in a cage as he continues to fight back at every person he sees. It was a sight for him. He never left the Amazon ever since and now, he is being shipped somewhere else. The other animals cooed helplessly making his heart ache more.

"Boss, we still don't know if it's okay to take him in. In fact, it's not even legal to just held captive of someone." He hears them talking once again. This language isn't new to him but he just can't quite get what they are saying.

"Enough already. If we are selling those animals then might as well sell him. You saw how he was, he's like a complete mad man raised in the wild. Just say somethings and it will be good to go."

"But boss—" And everything was inaudible once again.

First and foremost, he doesn't know where he is. All he can see was pure black ever since they held him captive and second, the sound and smell he is now hearing and smelling wasn't also new to him. In fact, as if like he used to be in a place where he used to smell and hear this kind of things.

"He'll be our last auction for tonight." Was the last thing he heard before falling into sleep once again.

"Owen, how do I look?" Nixel asked Owen as he checks himself out in the suit he was wearing.

"You look disgusting," Owen straightforwardly said to Nixel letting him frown in frustration. "Sir." Owen added for him to atleast sound respectful as he continue to smile at him.

"Owen, did getting you a date made you hate me that much?" Owen only shrugged at his sir's question. Nixel groaned at him annoyance not believing he was hearing. He just got called disgusting. Pushing back his hair, Nixel went back to the fitting room to change once again.

As Owen looks at his clock, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander. Nixel words struck him for a minute. It was true that he have this really good looking face that makes all the ladies and lads turn their heads but it's just that something in him lets him hold back from committing with someone in a relationship, it was a complete torture to him.

Snapping back from the reality as Nixel continues to call Owen's name, they went outside to look for more suits but stopped on their tracks when Nixel stopped. "Owen, go look for my suit and yours if you want. I just need to check something." He ordered making his way to his car driving it and when it ticked him, his instinct was right. He was getting followed.

He gritted his teeth making turns at every corner, smiling as he saw how that person gets on the bait that Nixel made. And one swift turn, the person who was following him saw how Nixel car parked just right at the center without anyone inside.

There was no one in that place nor the abandoned building. Questions started to flood, why was Nixel Rossi in this place? Maybe a chance to finally—

An arm grabbed from behind on his neck attacking him. Nixel saw how this person takes a knife but Nixel was quick to dodge it. He was strong but Nixel was stronger, he pinned him down onto the ground looking at him with his dark eyes. "Who do you work for?" He asked the guy in a very threatening deep voice.

"I said," He repeated. "Who do you work for?" He said much more intimidatingly but he only squirmed below him and he knows that this isn't going to work. As he felt someone behind him, he released him.

"Get him." Someone from behind ordered and four people came tackling him putting handcuffs and other restrainments.

Nixel fixed his suit and watched as how they drag him out of the scene and a hand patted his shoulder. "Nixel, your phone has been ringing." A deep voice said behind him.

He took it and saw how Owen's name plastered on the screen. "Owen? He still works for you?"

"Yeah. Any updates on the other two who also tried to kill me but failed?" He asked him.

The blonde hair guy shook his head. "None, sir."

His eye twitched, massaging the bridge of his nose once again. "Do anything to get something out of them. I'm going." He told him as the blonde hair guy waved.

Going back to his car, he answered Owen's call.

"Sir, I've bought the suit that I personally think fits you. You still have a lunch date with Ms. Baranov in the said restaurant."

And the line ended as Owen hung on him. He sighed and driving back to the city to the restaurant where Trisha Baranov asked him for their lunch date. Nixel french kissed her as soon as he saw her.

"Nixel." Trisha moaned out in public but just enough for the two of them to hear. Nixel smirked as he heard her say his name. They were already getting enough stares and as CEO he needs to maintain his reputation good.

They sat down as food came. "So," Trisha seductively started as she holds Nixel's hand. "You're asking me to go and partner up with you?" She asked as she takes the wine glass filled with red wine in her left hand.

"Yeah, babe. This coming 10 o'clock. Will you go?" Nixel asked her earning a chuckle coming from Trisha.

"Well, do you take 'No' as an answer?" Trisha said standing up with Nixel as he pulls her close licking his lips, smirking at her.

"I don't think so, babe." He sheepishly grinned at her as Nixel pulls Trisha to the parking lot where his car was parked to do something magical or in short to fuck.

~*~

Fixing his necktie and his sleeves. Nixel took the watch he especially picked for this party. His phone suddenly vibrating in his pocket, he answered the call without looking at the Caller ID.

"Hey, babe, are you ready?"

A smile crept onto his face as he heard Trisha's voice on the other line. "Yeah, babe. I'm going to your house in just a bit."

"Faster then. Owen already picked up my sister."

"Oh? Owen suddenly decided to take the wheel and go ahead of me now?"

"Nah. Anyway, I'm hanging up. See you in a bit, Nixel."

Trisha said ending our call. I placed my phone back in my pocket. Letting the strands of my hair fall. I went down from my suite to go to my car. Starting the engine as I saw how the street lights glister. It didn't took me that long to get to Trisha's house and pick her up. When I did, she kissed me on my right cheek.

"Took you long enough." She teased. Sitting right beside me on the passengers seat.

"Owen took your sister?"

"Yep. And oh, I also heard from Tracy that Erik's going to be in the party. Is that true?"

"Erik?" My brow raised as I heard Erik's name. Didn't know that Erik socialize with people.

"Yeah. Erik, the blonde guy. One of your guys. In short, I think is your bodyguard?"

"Bodyguard? When did Erik became my bodyguard now? I can handle myself completely well." I boasted which is true. After what happened this morning, I handled myself pretty well and let Erik do the rest.

We talked on our way to the party and when we came, the venue was already lively and full of people, most of them are known people to ace the world. As Trisha drags me everywhere, I saw how Owen makes out with Tracy, Trisha's sister. Let's just pretend that I didn't saw that.

"Nixel and Trisha." A browned hair guy called when he saw me and Trisha. I smiled to see who it was. "Bobbie!" Trisha squealed when he saw Bobbie, one of our friends.

"Hey, you guys finally came back together?" Bob teased us that surely made me shook my head.

"Nah. Never happening." I told Bob that made Trisha offended but nonetheless took it as a joke. "Excuse me, Nixel Rossi. What do you mean by that? Why do you sound so disgusted." She hissed with a smile and continue to chit-chat with Bobbie and the rest.

A hand patted my shoulder, the same hand that patted me this morning. "Erik." I said when I saw who it was. "Nixel." He retorted back at me.

"We tried torturing those three but it seems that they're very loyal to the person they're working for." Erik updated me as he sips onto the wine and went to his own way.

My smile faded away and I could feel how I grit my teeth out of frustration and anger. Nixel's face suddenly became scary, his eyes darkened and Trisha noticed it.

"Nixel, any problem?" He snapped back thanks to Trisha. He softly shakes his head and answered, "No."

From behind Nixel could hear how Trisha's name was being shouted. He turned his heel to see who it was and it was of course Tracy and Owen. Smirking at Owen as soon as I see him.

"Owen, my dear secretary, how does it feel to make out with Tracy Baranov? The ambassador of one of the most known clothing line?" I teased him and laugh when I can't finally take it.

We went back and accompanied the girls. Then suddenly, an annoying person came. "Mr. Wilson." Trisha, Tracy and Owen greeted as they saw Mr. Wilson.

My brows furrowed at the sight of him, clicking my tongue hoping that he'll get the message to fuck off. But apparently it was proven that Mr. Wilson was naive and dumb to understand the human language taking my date with him. Even brags stuff that I don't even know if it's real or not.

Leaving them back at the said venue, I went to out to puff some smoke but while I was puffing out smoke behind the venue. I suddenly heard cries despite how loud the music was being played, you can still hear them and when I went to check it out. It was the backstage of an ongoing auction.

What took my attention was these bright green emerald eyes piercing right through me but what took my attention more was that he was caged up. I couldn't see his face clearly and before I knew it, they were already taking him away.

I tried taking my focus at somewhere else but it bothered me to death and when I went back inside, I saw Owen running. "Nixel, Trisha have been looking for you."

"Owen, didn't you say that I have an auction to attend this evening instead of a party?" I asked him out of nowhere making him furrow his brows.

"Why are you—I mean, yes. You do have an auction to attend and if I'm not mistaken the venue is also here. I picked this place so it's much more easier for me to arrange."

Nixel flinched when he heard Owen's explanation. In this very place and those bright green emerald eyes came flashing in his head once again. Walking to the said auction.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"I'm attending the auction. You can stay if you want and make out with Tracy. If there's emergency I'm just inside the auction."

Owen doesn't know what was going he might wanna stay but after seeing someone who he never thought he'll see once again in this very night. "I'll go." Owen decided and tagged along with his boss.

It took them quite some time to get in since they did withdraw their entrance. VIP is now occupied and couldn't really see the things properly at the back so Nixel went forward, nearer to the stage just enough for him to see.

"Looks like their auctioning animals." Owen stated behind Nixel as the tiger was getting auctioned and next was the lion.

Nixel was already getting impatient. Hell, he doesn't even know why he's here anymore. He's hoping to see those pair emerald eyes but why? He isn't even sure if he'll see him here or if he's even here.

"And as for our last auction for this night!" The host screamed onto the mic. Nixel ready to turn his heel and walk out of the venue. "Is a young lad raised in the wild! I know that it sounds absurd but it really is real! Let us all welcome the jungle boy!"

Nixel forehead's creased when he heard the host and it shock him to see that it was him but what was the host saying? Jungle boy? What in the fuck is the host spouting?

Murmurs and chuckling are now echoing inside the room. As if it was some funny joke to them. "Now, now. This may sound like some little fantasy to you. Tarzan? Yeah, him—"

"But he's not real! Cartoon, yeah, not real!" Someone from the audience shouted earning laugh. It was pure mockery to them but the host chuckled making everyone stop.

"But he is. I also didn't believe at first. We caught those animals in the same place we found him and," The host started moving forward to him and he was now acting wild all of a sudden as if the host is a threat to him.

"Put them in a cage." The host ordered and a much more larger cage, five times bigger than the cage he's in. They placed him and the lion inside who is in a big rage.

Everyone was eager to look at it and even I but in my case, I wanted to stop it. My heart was beating fast. I can't tear my eyes from it. "And let's get ready to fucking rampage." I looked at the host with dark and threatening eyes and he jumped a little when he saw me.

When the cage door opened, the guy started acting something unhuman in short, he started acting like he was also an animal cooing the lion and what made us shook was how he made the lion calmed down and the two of them started rampaging at us after a little while restraining them back into their cages.

"Despite the fact of him being this and that. If you want him, buy him. You can do whatever you want.—" He suddenly got off by someone in the back raising a bid.

"5 hundred thousand!"

"1 Million!"

"5 Million!"

They used to take this as some stupid joke and now, they're trying to get him. I looked at everyone as they raise their bids and at him who is now restraining inside the cage.

"Who in the stupid fuck would even buy him?" Nixel heard Owen scoffed behind him as he watched how everyone was trying to get their hands on him.

"100 Billion? Okay! He is now sold for 100 Billion Dollars!"

"55 Trillion Dollars." I raised the bid which I heard gasps and murmurs from everyone, including Owen.

"S-Sir?" Owen sounding shocked just like everyone couldn't help but drop his jaw and widen his eyes. I stood up and said, "He's sold for 55 trillion dollars."

The host looked anxious, laughed awkwardly and then announced, "And jungle boy is now sold for 55 trillion dollars!" I watched as how he got dragged out of the stage and smirked at him.

Just you wait.