Bought By The Billionaire

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y, one hand holding my phone to my ear. I nodde

mother, Aurelia Grey. And she was being s

e whether you’re interested or not, but you ha

oth

t yourself in their shoes. What i

I got into my car. “And I am certainly not in their shoes. I will

res

e call. I could imagine her shrieking with smok

Let’s say my mother was feminist, because she was deeply concerned

I had made a mistake of telling my mother about it. Now she’s instructing me to buy one of the girls being

at that matter. They weren’t up to nineteen yea

s auction. And I had no doubt she had

of it made

y a girl I do not know? And the fact tha

the first. Hermes, the second. Teresa

was twenty-six. Teresa was twenty-four. And I was twenty-two. And at this age, my brothers and

friend but she was closer to me. That was why she decided to become my assistant, so she could be clos

d their presence for over an hour a day. My siblings and I barely see ea

o check the caller ID. Well, speak of the de

call and put the

yelled into the phone. I winced, rolli

ng to you too, Ad

starting in ten minutes,” she snapped, totall

ght next to the entrance of the brothel, a wide scowl on her face. She was dressed in a blue evening gown which hugged her body tightly. Her hair was made into a low bun wit

he door and

n’t go mute on me!” she added

own,” I replied with an exasperated sigh. I continued walking while she looked a

stioned harshly as she began walking towards the entr

en built as though it was from the 90’s. It had many opened wind

ption, some people talking while others taking p

receptionist. I let my eyes roam over everyone there, and if landed

ad twenty-five. Her red hair was tied to the back. I couldn’t make out her face because she was looking at th

who would be sold out to men who di

ela grabbed my arm and began leadin

he glass of whiskey in my hands. I wasn’t looking at the gi

me here. But the only thing that offered relie

on his face, eyeing the girls while his fingers traced the tip of his

s had already made up his mind not to get any girls f

were already falling from the bun. She was dressed in a white, body con gown which only covered her necessary bits. She wore black heels, and her arms were crossed ove

d stopping mid thigh. She had on black heels. Half of her curly blonde hair was swept over her righ

too short on her body, and the girl didn’t even look comfortable as she kept dragging down the dress in a subtle man

diately as I set my mind to the worst decision ever. I was going to get her. Regardless of the bullshit marriage papers. I becam

y mouth to speak, just the s

housand

ousand

ousand

head to look at each other,

tioneer was saying, but I could see the glee on

I said, cutting him off. “We offer a

a said in a clipped tone as her eyes swept throu

dollars for 25,” one pe

aire. I could as well spend

I snapped. I turned to my brothers. “Unless you’d rathe

the auctioneer. Hermes look like he couldn’t care less, his smirk growing each s

y, the one who I suspected to be the owner of

aid, fully aware that my voice was bossy.

ill n

e, then you will,” I interrupted, leaving no room for argum

is the kind of work I’ll be doing f

head as I made my way