The Billionaire's Kept Woman

She was blinded by the light spotted on her. She was cold and suddenly felt exposed around the eyes of the strangers. Strangers that are willing to pay big for one night just to fulfil their lust from a virgin.

The ruffle bras that she's wearing didn't warm her. She's nearly naked because of the see-through panties that she's wearing as well, only covered with fancy clothes that could easily be ripped.

She was just desperate at that moment so she had no choice but to sell herself. Her mother needs a transplant and there's already a donor but there's no money to pay for the surgery and other things.

"Let's start with 500, 000!" the bidder shouted. "This glorious girl is selling her virginity, she's very much a whole package like a doll. At this age, who has beautiful legs, plump butt, very much natural and beautiful round breasts that are all natural? Now, let's raise our numbers for the bids."

She's waiting for it until it gets into one million to a fat Russian that has lots of gold. He sure is rich but she's very much nervous. A man in the dark raises his card and offers something bigger than she expected. It's just an average Filipino man who raised the card but she was sold.

Her anxiety rises as they take her from the cage and bring her somewhere.

"You are too lucky, girl. Someone bought you in a bigger amount than we expected." The woman laughed. She hugged herself as she stumbled nearly. Feeling dizzy from the anxiety that she felt.

They pushed her on the double door where she's going to meet her buyer.

"Get yourself ready... you'll have your innocence taken away." The woman was careful of her and left her.

She was waiting in the red room. The room was filled with candles, and it smelled like lavender and peppermint. The door opened as the strange man entered. She didn't look up but the heavy steps and the scent of the man that is odd for her to smell though he's just a few steps away, he manifests masculinity and power. She couldn't help but to look at him. He's tall, not the one that raises the card.

"I already paid big for you." He stood in front of her. "Already on your account." She looked away, his masculine voice doing something to her. He scooped her chin, pulling it gently for her to look at him. "You are sold to me. That means, you are mine from now on."

She gaped on what he said. Though in the dark, the man was so handsome although in the dark, so masculine and his beauty has no comparison to any other man. He was sculpted by the god perfectly-and at the same time a dangerous man. He gracefully bent down and pressed his warm lips to hers. She didn't expect that it would be just two skin against each other but something more.