This one was chosen by my bestie to upload next...there are maybe three left? Depends if I deem them good enough haha.

Anyway, enjoy!


She never wanted to be a part of this. Her mother would never have wanted her to be a part of this. Yet here she was, taking over for her father. A father she didn't even know she had till a few short years ago. He had come to her with gifts and the promise of a better life. One where she didn't have to work to help pay for rent. She could go back to school if she wanted, she could travel anywhere she wanted.

She had accepted it too greedily. Her mother was sick and her medicine was expensive. She was promised her mom would get the best care, because he still loved her. Things were fine in the start.

Until her mom passed away and her father showed her the family business. She was horrified to learn that her father was the head of a mafia syndicate and now was the time to show her the ropes.

When she turned 21 her father got shot down by police during a raid and Elsa was left to take over. Now at the age of 30 she finally made peace with the fact that she ran one of the biggest crime families in Las Vegas, having just about all the casinos in her pocket. Sometimes others will set up shop and she'll let them be till they started moving into territories they shouldn't before being run out.

"Elsa, are you ready?" Her most trusted bodyguard, Kristoff, asked as he knocked on her bedroom door. A few seconds later it opens and Elsa glares up at him.

"Do I have to go?" She growls as she tugs at her suit vest. The ice blue stood out well surrounded by the white she chose to wear. Kristoff had to admit it was extremely rare to see women in men's cloths, but Elsa made it work. She seemed to put men to shame.

"It's just this once, go show your face, drink a beer and you can leave after at least two showings," he says smiling to her. Elsa rolls her eyes and grabs her hat.

"I'm seriously thinking of banning this, I don't like the concept," she grumbles. Kristoff falls into step beside her as he chuckles.

"I know you don't like it, but it's once in a while and we don't want to start a war," he explains and Elsa just sighs. He was right. The only time she allowed this specific felony to happen was if all the other big mafia families came to Vegas. It was a way of giving them a safe environment to do this in exchange for them not ruining her city.

Everyone deserved some relaxation once in a while and what better place than sin city itself? She's not even at the auction house yet and she already wishes she was home.

"Maybe you'll see something you like tonight," Kristoff said as he opened her car door for her. She glares up at him before getting in.

"This isn't property were talking about Kristoff, these are humans just like you and I," she hisses and his shoulders sag a little before getting in beside her.

"I know Elsa, but what can we do? We made a deal, we need to stick with it or we have war on our hands," he says. Elsa just rubs at her temples as she sighs.

"I know, I just hate it," she whispers and he pats her shoulder.

The drive to the auction house is silent. She needed to think, to steel herself and brace for what was to come. She didn't have excuses anymore to not attend.

The worst part was that the place was nice. It was warm and lovely and if it weren't a front for what was happening in a different room this would have been a very nice gala. Elsa hated it.

"Ah Miss Arendelle, you finally make it to one of these events," a man around her age says as he smiles to her. She gives him a once over, her eyes locking onto his side burns.

"Mister Westergård, good to see you, I hope your brothers aren't here," she almost growls and he chuckles.

"I'm glad to say no. Father was merciful and made them leave the family business. They call themselves the Stabington Brothers now. Nothing but low class thieves, you're city is safe," he smiles and she feels her shoulders relax a little.

"Our families have never seen eye to eye in the past Hans, let the two of us keep peace for a change," Elsa sighs as she grabs a beer while Hans takes the cocktail. The wait frowns at the two before shaking their head and leaving.

"The auction is about to start, care to join me till there?" He asks and she sighs.

"Might as well get it over with, doubt anything will catch my eye," she grumbles and he just chuckles.

"I hear they have girls from Norway and boys from Italy this year," he smiles, but Elsa just shrugs it off. Once in the private room Elsa stands as far away as she can. The other heads of families joined soon after before a bright light shines on the small stage at the end of the room.

Elsa doesn't pay much attention. Her eyes scan the people in the room. Everyone looked happy and she couldn't see any of them carrying a weapon. So far this particular event has always gone off without a hitch. She suspects it's the free booze.

Elsa feels her head start to swim as she downs her sixth beer that night. There had been a few girls and boys on auction already so she feels like she can go home now. As she slowly makes her way to the exit her eyes catch the next girl up for auction. Her heart races in her chest and she feels heat swarm to her cheeks. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she knew one thing.

I must have her.

"Ten thousand," she says stepping forward making the people closest to her jump.

"Twenty," someone else says and she growls.

"Fifty!" Elsa steps all the way to the stage. Her head was clearing with her determination.

"Seventy," Hans says to her side. She glares at him.

"Eighty," she says and he glares back.

"Ninety," he hisses and Elsa feels her eye twitch. Her head snaps to the auctioneer as he starts counting down. Her eyes shift to the girl who just looks so miserable to be there and her heart aches.

"One hundred," she says in a low growl, daring him to outbid her. His eyes widen as he takes a step back.

Her ears ring as the auctioneer declares her the winner and she feels smug. Smug and a little sick to her stomach. What was she thinking! Buying a person like they were property? God she felt ready to throw up, the alcohol wasn't helping at all.

The drive was silent. The girl was looking to her lap where her hands were cradled. Elsa couldn't stop staring. She felt bad, yet the girl's beauty was holding her captivated. It was a little unnerving that the girl hasn't said anything.

"Are you hungry? When we get home I'll have someone cook you something, a nice cup of hot chocolate might be nice. Then you can go to bed, I will have a room arranged for you, then tomorrow we could go shopping for some cloths for you," Elsa said as she stroked the rim of her hat.

Still the girl said nothing, but she did look up to the blonde. Elsa's breath hitched at the beautiful teal eyes staring at her.

"What's your name?" Elsa asked as she leaned forward slightly.

"Anna," she said. It was so soft that if Elsa hadn't been leaning closer she might not have heard it.

"That's a beautiful name. I'm Elsa and I promise to take good care of you. I'm not like the others at that place," Elsa hummed softly. She never usually speaks this much, but the alcohol was loosening up her tongue a little.

Anna searched her eyes before hugging herself and looking out the window. Elsa bit her lip. She fears they might have drugged her to keep her docile and she was only now moving and reacting due to whatever it was they had used was wearing off.

The blonde bit her lip as her leg started to bounce. Nervousness setting in as the reality of the situation dawned on her more and more. She had just bought a person. A person! Bought a-!

Calm down Elsa, conceal don't feel.

Once back at the estate Kristoff opened the door for her and Anna. Elsa wasn't sure if it was okay to touch her to lead her in, or if she would follow her willingly or, heck, even make a run for it! She looked to the tall man and he just shrugged.

"Um, please follow me," Elsa said as she waved to the doors and Anna just nodded as she held herself. Kristoff took up the rear as they walked, to make sure the girl wouldn't stray.

"So like I said, you'll have your own room and of course you can have something to eat now if you want and take a shower, then tomorrow we'll go shopping for you for some cloths," Elsa said as she rubbed the back of her neck.

"Elsa, take a breather," Kristoff said in worry. The blonde took a deep breath and stopped in front a door.

"This should be a good enough room for you," she said and opened the door. The inside was rather spacious and nicely decorated. Anna seemed to be taken back by this as she blinked and looked to the woman. It was as if she only now realised that Elsa was being genuine in her actions.

"You must be hungry! Kristoff please go wake Gerda and ask her to make some sandwiches and to bring some tea," Elsa said as she clapped her hands. The man jumped and saluted before jogging off.

"There is a bathroom joined to this room so you can take a shower and once that's done and you've eaten you can sleep. I'll let you sleep till you wake up before we go do the shopping," Elsa said as she smiled nervously. She was almost sober and if she were she might not be this much of a wreck.

Anna simply nodded and entered into the room, closing the door and making Elsa sigh and hung her head. It took her a few seconds to straighten her spine and go make preparations for her…special guest.


Did my research on this a little and this takes place around the time Vegas was started and the Mafia became big, so it might not sound that much to buy a person, but if you account for inflation and place that money into today's value it be over a million...that's a lot...

Anyway!

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