PERSEFONE POV
“No no no—”
I hit the keyboard aggressively while trying to refresh the feed.
Come on.
Come on.
The screen flickered once more before the livestream died completely.
Disconnected.
I stared at the blank monitor breathing way too hard for somebody sitting alone in her bedroom.
My entire body felt numb.
Cold.
Confused.
What the hell had I just watched?
Slowly—very slowly—I leaned back in my chair.
My heartbeat still hammered violently inside my chest while my brain desperately tried putting all the pieces together into something that actually made sense.
They weren’t buyers.
That much was obvious now.
Not even close.
Nobody involved in that auction would've publicly humiliated the entire operation while threatening the f*****g bidder.
And yet—
they clearly bel
