A/N: New story :D Now that final exams and first semester are over, I might be active again. I'll be posting updates soon, especially my NaLu fic which I haven't updated in a while. I need support in this and my other stories. I'm losing interest in continuing some of my stories because I don't know if someone is still interested in it :\

This story btw is a dark and erotic Jerza fanfic. Please be open-minded when reading. I don't want anyone complaining about having sexual themes in it when it's an erotic fanfic. I already warned you and, of course, there'll be such themes/scenes because it's under erotic genre :P Lastly, Jellal is OOC...again XD.

Genre: Romance, Drama, Erotic (0_0)

Rating: M/R-16

Warning: Contains lemon/lime scenes, prostitution, OOC, psychological/personality disorders and foul words.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail and the characters casted in this fanfic. This is not inspired by Fifty Shades Trilogy or any other stories with the same theme. This is an original work of mine. I just wanna try something different this time :)

Prologue

Here they go again. Yelling, throwing stuff at one another, arguing, and batting hurtful words at one another. Every single day and night that passes by, they hardly stop. No matter how hard I cover my ears, it just won't stop.

"You son of a bitch! Of all the places you chose to sleep with your man, in our bed?!"

"You can't blame me for doing so! I'm so tired of the life we have! I'm tired to have you!"

Please, make it stop.

"Jellal, please go to your room. Don't listen to them."

I can't. It keeps echoing in my ears through my mind.

I waited and waited for the day it will stop. It did, but not the way I expected to - with a gun shot.

"Dad… Dad? Please, wake up! Don't leave me! Mom, Dad is gone! He is gone…"

He pushed himself upwards from laying down in the bed as he was awaken by a terrible nightmare. He did his best to catch his breath as he panted heavily.

Luxury cars are parked outside the mansion where rich bachelors and married old and even young men stepped out and merged with one another. Each of them wore their formal suits and tuxedos that make them look so superior in the society along with a mask to hide their identity in the upper class world. Businessmen, politicians and other kinds of powerful men in the society can be found inside. One of their biggest fear as powerful men is that their attendance in the event which is held every month will leak to the public and ruin their image, especially for the married ones. Most of them don't even have the guts to trust their fellow men who attends the event for there are chances of threatening to ruin one's image. Inside the ballroom-like part of the mansion where the event will be held, some of them chatted with one another while some are alone with a glass of alcohol on their table as they waited for the event to start. The room was filled with men only, except for the middle aged wife of the mansion owner who always serves as the host. The woman was wearing a mask as well and an elegant black cocktail dress. Only few of the regular attendees know she is the wife of the mansion owner who started everything.

The time everyone has been waiting for finally came. The host finally took her microphone and walked up in the small platform in front. "Good evening, "Gentlemen"!" She greeted with a sarcastic emphasis on the word "Gentlemen", which caught everyone's attention. A sophisticated blue-haired bachelor in his black suit and metallic grey mask came inside the room just in time. He was greeted and offered a glass of red wine by a waiter as he was walking and looking at the same time for the table reserved for him. The waiter received thanks from him in a low husky voice and both of them continued doing their business. His metallic grey mask could only cover half of his face, particularly above the bridge of his pointed nose. Half of his red tattoo on the left side of his face could be seen. As he finally found his table, he sat along with other men he personally know because of this kind of bachelor party they often attend every month.

"Siegrain!" The man on his left side him greeted him by patting his shoulder. "I knew you'd be here - as always."

"Siegrain" just laughed softly and shook his head from what his friend said. He does come in this event every month and it something he wouldn't miss for a reason. It is where he could release his ironic desire and hate for a certain kind of people.

"Where's the hoe you bought for hundred thousand?" The other man on his right side asked.

"Gone with the wind." He answered with a chuckle.

"We know. You wouldn't be here if you still have that hoe. God, can you at least let a hoe last with you for more than a month?"

Siegrain took a sip from his wine while looking at the stage. He could tell that they're preparing for the men's most awaited segment, so is he. "Well, what do you expect from most women in this world? Their materialism makes most them willing to cling on a knife's blade. I can give everything they want without any problem." He scoffed as he gently placed the wine glass back on the table. "As long as they can do and give me what I want." A smirk curved his lips.

"Our first 'item'…" The host started, which thrilled everyone. "…Erza Belserion!" As she announced the name, he expected their 'first item' to come out from the backstage already. It was no longer new to her, that an item of theirs would hesitate in the last minute, but she knows their people could handle those. In less than a minute just before every men starts murmuring to one another, two women succeeded in forcibly dragging a redhead girl in the middle of the platform. The girl was wearing a tight strapless cocktail dress that perfectly emphasizes her slim curvy body, long legs and large breasts. She had a long scarlet hair that adds up to the exceptional beauty bestowed to her, which suddenly captured the bluenette's attention.

"Erza Bezerion, 21 years old, untouched and clean, and sold by her mother for 'full-time'", the host announced. Siegrain could not take his eyes off from the moment she came out from the backstage. "…how much is our first bid?"

"100,000 J!" A man raised his board with number 25.

"250,000 J!"

"400,000 J!"

The redhead tried her best to cover the sensitive part of her body, but she finds it hard in doing so. She couldn't take the eyes of those men. It was so degrading and disgusting. It was when she thought about Magnolia legalizing prostitution and human trafficking. She did not care about that before, but now she does. She felt sick for those men who are willing to spend hundred thousands and even millions for a woman who'll satisfy them. The world is indeed sick.

"800,000 J!"

"Going once, going twice…and-" Just before the host proclaim sold to the latest bidder, the bluenette spoke and raised his board with number 19. "1,000,000 J…" He calmly said with his eyes still on the redhead.

"Going once, going twice…"

"1,200,000 J!" A man from another table bidder.

Challenged by the man who outnumbered his first bid. But no fear, he always gets what he wants. "1,500,000 J", he bid for the second time.

"1,600,000 J!" The same bidder outnumbered him.

Siegrain smirked as he appreciated the way he is being challenged in winning over a woman through prices. "1,800,000 J."

"1,850,000 J…" His opponent gulped, worrying about possibly losing already.

"2,000,000 J!" , Siegrain raised his voice for his final bid, which surprised most. Siegrain paying millions for a woman? He is indeed a regular bidder in the event, but no one expected him to give up millions for a woman whose only the first item. Usually, he only engages in the same heated bidding in the middle.

"Going once, going twice…and sold!" The host announced. "Erza Belserion is sold for full-time to Number 19. Number 19, you may proceed to the backstage at this moment or after the event to claim her." Then, the same woman who dragged the redhead in the platform assisted her back from where they came from. "You can't be serious? She's only the first item! There are more later who could be a lot worthy than her." The man on his left scoffed. Followed by the other one on the opposite side, "You better make her stay with you for long. This is the first time you bid millions for a woman."

Siegrain curved his lips and laughed softly, "Sure, I will. I'll be needing her in something else that's why". The auctioneer prepared for the second item to be auctioned. Just as others wondered why he spent millions for a women for the first time in an auction, he did as well. "Look, I gotta go." Siegrain stood up from his chair.

"Why? We just started here." The man beside him asked.

"I'll be staying at my rest house at Rosemary. It's a long drive so I need to go now. Besides, I already got my woman. Good luck to all of you." Then, he walked away from their table and made his way on the backstage where he'll claim his 'woman'.

As he opened the door that gives him access to the backstage, he spotted other woman in their revealing clothes to be auctioned tonight. Most of them are actually willing to be sold for several reasons - poverty, unemployment and laziness. We can't blame those who are unfortunate to be born poor and lacks education to even find a decent job. Those are what led them to cling on a knife's edge. Some are blessed to be educated but are too afraid and lazy to face realities of being an adult, so they ended up being in the same place to find theirselves a rich husband or most probably a sugar daddy that'll give them everything instead without working hard. Some of them were only forced by their parents to do so. It's sad and sick at the same time that they have to go to the point they'll give up their dignity in exchange for a better life. What's a lot sick is that those men take advantage of their social status and problems to satisfy their needs.

"Sieg!" A man in mid-fifty's approached him. "As usual, here to claim your new property?"

"Yes, and I need her home with me asap."

"Too excited with your new one, eh?" He scoffed at the bluenette. Siegrain took a cheque from the pocket inside his coat along with a pen. He wrote 'two million jewels' and his signature on the lower right corner With the two million worth of jewels he spent for a woman, a poor family could already start a new and better life with it. For him, its worth is just a handful of coins. Some may ridicule the way he spends his riches, but for him, it is how he unleash his true self. The man was expected him to hand the cheque already, but he withdrew his hand away. "How do I make sure she won't hesitate to come…and give herself to me?" He asked. "You know I don't like forcing someone to do something…because I want them willingly doing it on their own."

"Siegrain, relax. We already talked to the girl. Since when did we fail a client? We haven't. Your millions are worth it." The man told him persuasively. Siegrain finally handed him the cheque to stop wasting time. "Here…"

11:30 PM

Rosemary, Fiore

Siegrain parked his car in the spacious front yard of his rest house. Silence hulled during the 3 hour-drive. He just drove without saying a word. The redhead on the passenger's seat whom he just recently 'bought' fell asleep during half of the drive. He did his best not to utter a single word to the anxious redhead. Erza is not interested to chat with him as well. Anxiety is what kept dominating her the whole night. Only God knows what'll happen to her now that she is said to be 'owned' by the man who bought her.

Darkness is what approached them as Siegrain opened the door of a room. Only the moonlight coming from the large glass window serves as the light, which allows them to see the queen-sized bed in the middle of the room. The room is quite spacious for a single person. There's a bathroom and a walk-in closet inside as well. Beside the bed are two night stands that has a lampshade and clock. A study desk with a small swivel chair can be found in front of the window and a small couch beside the door. Erza nervously stepped a foot inside until she reached the bed, followed by Siegrain. She sat on the end of the bed to at least lessen the uneasy feeling she's been having since the auction. Siegrain closed the door and slowly walked towards her.

Erza kept her head bowed down while sitting and fidgeting. "Erza, right?" The bluenette finally spoke to him after hours. She could hardly look at him so she just gave him a nod as an answer. For now, she finds it hard to even make a straight face at the man who'll only need her for satisfaction. She gripped on the skirt of her dress when Siegrain stood in front of her. This is it, she thought inside her head. Siegrain could sense the anxiety in her that keeps getting worse as they get close to what they're suppose to do. "Erza…please, prepare yourself." He told her. The redhead took a deep breath before she faces whatever's gonna happen next to her with him.

Siegrain pressed his lips on the redhead girl he barely knew. He started kissing her torridly. Erza gripped tight on the bedsheets this time as she tried to ease with the feeling of her lips almost being bitten. It wasn't her first kiss, but she couldn't help to feel unease doing it with a stranger. Siegrain made her use her elbows as a support for her body when he laid her down on the bed for a bit. She tilted her head as his kisses went down to her neck and collarbone. Chills went down to her spine as she could feel him almost sucking her flesh with his lustful kisses. He laid her flat on the bed and went back in kissing her on the lips, but this time his hands started traveling on the sensitive parts of her body. She felt so degraded and disgusted at herself for being touched where she isn't supposed to.

He lifted her body a little to find the zipper of her cocktail dress on her back. Once he found it, he unzipped it down to her waist until the dress gets loose enough for him to strip it off from her body. He pulled the dress down from covering her chest which exposed her large breasts to him. She attempted to cover it with her hands, but was stopped from doing so. He cupped her left breast and massaged it to tease her. "Ohh…" She moaned when he sucked her right nipple like an infant. His tongue circling around her areola kind of aroused her. Siegrain took off his hand from her left breast and made it crawl down between her legs. He felt Erza close her legs, but it did not stop him from doing so. He forcibly slipped his hand inside her panties which left her no choice and give up by slowly spreading it for him.

"Hmm…" She moaned as she once again failed to hide the fact that she is being aroused with his fingers playing with her clit. She pressed her feet on the mattress as she tries to deal with the sensation she is receiving. "You like that? You're getting wet." He whispered in her ear teasingly before he pulls out his hand from her panties and crawl down between her legs. He started pulling her dress along with her panties down to her ankles and tossed it on the carpeted floor. She swallowed the humiliation. It'll be over…it'll be over soon, she kept telling herself inside.

Siegrain unbuttoned his coat and his long sleeved white polo underneath it except for his tie, and tossed both on the floor like what he did to Erza's clothes. He removed his necktie and went back close to Erza's face. "If you don't like seeing yourself like this, it's fine." He said before tying his necktie below her forehead to blindfold her. Erza could feel his hands near her nape tying his necktie tightly around her head. She could hardly peek from how tight the necktie was tied around. The only senses left with her are hearing and touch. She felt a lot nervous with Siegrain blindfolding her. It made her a lot uncomfortable for she cannot see whatever he's about to do with her.

A sound of a drawer being opened and closed are what she only heard. Then, two metallic-like objects making a soft sound as they brush against one another. Siegrain took her hand and locked it on the headboard of the bed with a handcuff as well as the other one. It was when she recognized it as a handcuff. "What are you doing? Please don't hurt me…" She cried.

"Shh, I'm not gonna hurt you…for now. I don't want to be too rough on your first time. In fact, I'll make you go wild tonight - just for this night…" He said teasingly before he crawled down between her legs.