–Caia–
“Sold to 20 million euros.”
I was still frozen.
The others who were at the auction looked at me, like I was somewhat lucky to have 20 million euros.
Not pesos.
To convert 20 million, that’s 1.3 billion pesos.
My stomach nearly dropped as they escorted me to the VVIP room.
They made me sign something that I agreed to.
Since it’s 20 million, it also shows that I need to fulfill this job for a year.
A year?
My eyes widened.
I’ll receive a mini penthouse.
The maintenance to that penthouse will also be paid by the man.
My only job was to sleep with him every time he needed me to.
My future is secured with that 20 million euros.
Or 1.3 billion.
I hesitated for a while as I signed it.
The properties were already under my name too.
That’s how fast they work.
I’ll receive 5 million euros for now, and there were cheques waiting.
5 million each with my name on it, so I wouldn’t think that it’s a scam.
I was somewhat relieved when I saw the assistant who approached me and scolded them.
He raised a trench coat in front of me as I slid my arms in, and I wrapped it around me tightly.
They apologized to me for not letting me put something on first before signing.
The assistant, whose name I don’t know, took the documents.
He handed me the copy as he gestured to where we would be going.
I saw girls entering a few rooms, and I was escorted somewhere else.
Then, I saw that fat guy throwing a tantrum, and he saw me.
I kept my head low, afraid to catch his attention further.
When I reached the room, it was dark, with only dim lights.
I saw a sculpture of a man standing by one-way glass.
He turned his head a little, and that’s when I also noticed that we were standing in a special room where he could overlook the stage and the people who participated in this auction.
He spoke in crisp Russian as the secretary left.
I know it.
It was him.
I approached him and stood behind him.
“Kak ty, dorogaya moya?”
I didn’t understand since it was fast, but he turned to me.
The lights turned on, and this was the first time that I saw his full features.
So damn fucking handsome.
He pulled me closer as he lowered his face.
“Did you read everything?”
I nodded.
“Do you understand it?”
“Hmm,” I nodded.
“Good.” He sighed as he caressed my jaw.
He removed my mask as he lowered his face.
“Are you ready?”
“You paid a lot.
You are not gonna hurt me, are you?”
He chuckled.
“Hurt you?
Maybe a little after I pop that cherry.”
He put the mask back as he pulled me closer.
I tiptoed on my high heels, gasping his scent.
Minty and woody scent.
No trace of tobacco.
He finally took me out, surprised that he even put his coat over my head.
I looked up at him.
His hands were intertwined with my small hand.
We used a few passages and finally reached a sedan waiting for us.
He opened the door and helped me pop in as I took steps.
I removed the coat over my head as he closed it.
The smell of leather and lemon.
I watched as he hopped on the other side.
He’s so tall and big.
I don’t know how his thing will fit inside me.
It made me really, really worried.
The ride was so long that I fell asleep.
The rhinestone slutty lingerie that I’m wearing was very uncomfortable.
I adjusted my seat many times.
He closed the curtains between us and the driver.
“You can remove it,” he said as I removed my trench coat first, and I tried hard to find out how to remove it.
To my shock, he tore it and helped me remove it.
“There.” I finally sat down and wrapped the trench coat around my body.
Gentleman.
He is a gentleman.
He also handed me my old, rattled bag together with my clothes from a while ago.
But I didn’t put them on.
I covered myself with the trench coat tightly.
*****
I woke up and froze when the door was already open.
He scooped me from my seat.
Then, he carried me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he entered the elevator, as a man followed us with my things.
We stopped by a luxury foyer, entering a double door.
The door closed behind us as I glanced at my things by the side table.
He put me down and led me to a room.
A girly room, I bet.
“Here’s your room.
You can wear the clothes in the closet.” He held my arms as I felt his face close to my ear.
“Don’t wear perfume.”
I nodded.
I still feel butterflies in my stomach.
I feel nervous.
He closed the door behind me.
I turned around, but he’s still there.
He leaned on the door as I froze.
I removed the trench coat and dropped it on the floor.
I approached him as he looked down at me.
My eyes widened.
He had brown hair, but his eyes were black.
Yes, pure pitch black.
It was… amazing.
“Like what you see?” I teased him as he kept that poker face, but I pressed myself harder to him, and there, I could feel his manhood, hard, thick, and big.
He reached my chin and held it tightly.
“Don’t tease me further, little bunny.
You are not ready yet.” He caressed my hair and finally removed my mask.
“Clean up, bunny.
Wash your hair.”
Now, am I that dirty in front of him?
I nodded as I sat by the bed, removing the tall high heels.
Then, I walked to the bathroom, glancing at him.
Just as he said, I scrubbed my whole body, like I was filthy.
I bathe two times a day.
Now, this is my third time bathing.
When I got out, he wasn’t there.
The trench coat hung perfectly.
Then, my high heels on the other side.
I dried my hair, put on a new pair of lingerie over the bed.
Something lace and silk.
But along with it is a mini white dress.
I blow-dried my hair, didn’t put any makeup on, put on the dress, and walked out.
I looked around the luxury penthouse.
Then, he came out from somewhere, wearing a black top.
He extended his hand as I reached for it.
My eyes lingered on the expensive paintings and furniture as he led me to the kitchen.
My eyes wandered to the candlelight dinner, fine meals placed, good for ten people.
I stood there five steps away from the chair.
“You need energy for tonight.” He pulled my back, leading me to the chair.
I looked at the dishes.
Does he have an idea that all of these are my favorites from back when we were rich?
I can have it every day…
I sat down as I looked at the utensils.
Then, he walked around and filled my plate with ribeye steak and asparagus.
He even sliced the steak in front of me into small pieces.
I pressed my lips tightly, trying hard not to cry.
But if this is my last supper before hell, it was luxurious enough.
He reached my chin as I looked up at his fine, chiseled jaw, those fine black eyes.
He lowered his head.
“What are you gawking at, little bunny?”
“Just thinking about why you are treating me well.”
He smirked at me.
I have to admit.
It’s dangerous yet sexy.
Damn it!
Why am I attracted to that?
“I will treat you well, even in bed.”
I watched as he moved another seat close to mine.
I took a bite of steak, and it was good.
So good that I could cry.
“Eat more.” He insisted.
Is he trying to love-bomb me?
Because it’s not gonna work.
However, I’m already in love with 20 million euros.
I’m a billionaire!
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