1 Night in Paris (Pari sale)

Since following the pretty girl's scent to the slave market, Jupiter had wholeheartedly embraced the auctioning thing. His only regret was that he hadn't arrived sooner and thus had missed out on quite a few already.

The next one for sale was a mid-sized, heavily scarred woman. Though she appeared timid and likely wouldn't be a good salesperson for his little side hustle, with a little conditioning he thought he might be able to teach her to pull a cart. He'd bid on her too.

Jupiter's lazy gaze roved over the other potential bidder. His gaze was unabashed as he openly sized up the other male. After a beat it moved back to the auctioneer. Let the bidding begin; he was ready.

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”