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Bought By The Billionaire

Bought By The Billionaire

Author: Heemerh
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Chapter 1 The auction

Word Count: 1134    |    Released on: 13/09/2023

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as I stared out of the window. Today was the day the brothel was auc

were excited to leave this place. And I couldn’t exactly blame th

e exp

unfortunate, or fortunate, to be brought here, were taken care of excellently, and given the best quality of educ

e filthy rich billionaires,- note that I didn’t mean that as an i

antee the safety of the girls. I didn’t think it guaranteed our safety in any way. It just meant that we were st

idn’t get bought would remain

t just be p

han every other girl here, which turned me into an enemy of t

not enough. I had to be beautiful too. Att

ng face that would make anyone do a double take. Arina was the perfect definition of shorties with the attitude. Arina was the sauciest

with a very tiny, curvy waist. She was black-haired, wi

there is

h reached my hips. It was full and always got tangled up in its curls. I wasn’t curvy that much. I had medium-sized breasts, for a girl my age, and slightly wide h

man will look

riends and I had the names of o

the goddess of peace, and I, Hera; the Que

bands would have the name of Greek g

ion to what they were saying until one of them snickered. We call

glad to be getting out of here,” she said to the gi

why Madame Viviane likes her so much. She isn’t worth it

felt water gather in my eyes. Unfortunately, I’ve always been like this.

w I’d love to strangle this girl or

pted, flipping the pages of a

towards Hestia. “Excuse me?” she asked a

Hestia was even

d, slamming the book shut as s

ea asked. She looked taken aback. Probably be

nd while the other lay on her stomach. I dreaded how this would turn out. I wasn’t ready to make more ene

eferring to me,” Dorothea snapped, a s

was going to be my last day here, I might as well stand up to these girls. “She’s talking to you, Dorothea. And it would be nice i

e and scoffed, a look of disbelief

her bed, locking gazes with Dorothea. “

Dorothea froze where she was, slowly turning to the door as she saw ev

a tight, glossy bun on top of her head. Her face was full of makeup. And it made

nced, then landed her gaze on m

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