HOT DUDA VS HOT WIDOW

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"Beautiful, sexy, virgin anyway. Let alone billions, trillions in the grip," said Mrs Molina plainly.

Plavius Group went bankrupt, not wanting to return to life poor, he persuaded the husband to sell their only daughter.

Without both of them realizing, there was a pair of beads that were watery when they heard their conversation. Faylan Laurentika Plavius, a beautiful 17-year-old girl close her eyes, hoping that the father does not approve of the crazy idea thrown by his stepmother.

"Great idea!"

Bak was struck by lightning in broad daylight, two words spoken by the father, enough to make Faylan's body shake until it fell to the floor. Faylan sobbed bitterly lamenting his fate which always ended miserably.

"I can't keep this up. Yeah, I gotta go before it's sold!"

Faylan wiped away the tears violently, then got up, forcibly dragging a pair of legs, darting away fleeing.

Praang!

One flower vase fell because Faylan was accidentally knocked over.

"Who's in there!?"

Faylan did not care, he again ran as hard as he could, out of the house without having time to wear footwear.

On a quiet, lonely and pitch-black night. Faylan continued to run without knowing the direction and destination. Armed with the moonlight that shimmered in the sky, he continued to run away from the house that was already like hell for him.

Not how far back there, it looks like a luxury car traveling at high speed.

"Crashew!"

For the money, anything will be done by Redmir Plavius, no matter if it has to hit his own biological daughter.

"DON'T!" mistress Molina did not want to lose her money-making machine.

Ckit it!

The car stopped suddenly, Madam Molina rushed down from the car, then chased after Faylan who continued to run on the road that left and right was a forest with towering trees.

"Faylan! Stop you!" his screams made Faylan look back, he was shocked because the distance and stepmother were very close.

Faylan was forced to veer off course and into the forest, not caring about the wounds on the legs due to the thorns and sharp wood that pierced him.

"Aragh!"

Unfortunately, Faylan accidentally stumbled and caused one of his legs to sprain, Faylan was caught. Madam Molina pulled her hair so rough that Faylan was forced to rise with a ringing in the face.

A split second later, two men dressed in all black came and locked Faylan's movements. Faylan mutinied to escape, but his strength was not strong enough, he was dragged home.

Arriving home, Faylan is locked inside a warehouse. No matter how many days passed, he fell unconscious because he was not given food or drink.

When he opened his eyes, Faylan was in the hospital.

"Why haven't you picked up Faylan yet? Pain, Mom. Faylan Capek," she cried hysterically.

Maria, a mute woman who died after being hit-and-run nine years ago. Maria is Faylan's mother. After Mary died, only misery accompanied Faylan's days.

In the afternoon, the stepmother came and took her home by force. Faylan resigned because against no use, he will never win as hard as anything trying to fight.

Arriving home, Faylan was no longer locked in the previous warehouse. This time, madam Molina kindly placed him in the room. Although small and narrow, but enough to make him feel comfortable.

Faylan was sitting on the bedside, both feet still bandaged because there were many wounds, while his face was deathly pale as if there was no blood flowing.

The door to his room opened, several servants entered. Some bring food, clothes, makeup tools, and some carry a p3k box. Everything approached Faylan, while Faylan was still in his original place.

"What do you want?" faylan asked as two servants opened the bandages on the soles of his feet and some were force-feeding. While the other two held Faylan's hands together so as not to make a fight.

Faylan frowned when one of the bandages was opened, even though the wound on the soles of his feet had not been completely dry.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Miss should be obedient so as not to be scolded by the big madam," he replied bringing Faylan into the bathroom.

"Sorry, Miss. We're just running errands."

Once bathed until his face is back in the air, Faylan is worn transparent lingerie that clearly exposes the beautiful curves of his body like a Spanish guitar. The low cleavage and mini subordinates that were showing off the level legs, further clarified Faylan's bodily curves perfection.

Faylan sat on the chair in front of the dressing table. A waiter gives thin makeup because without make up Faylan is already very beautiful. While one other waiter styled Faylan's hair that had been long straight, it was now wavy.

When it was finished, Faylan was taken to the living room. There was a father and stepmother waiting. The great lord Plavius smiled smirk, he was tempted by the beauty and the poignancy of the princess' body.

In the car, Faylan just looked in any direction.

"Why would you sell me?" asked Faylan without looking.

"How many times have I said! You're not my daughter!" snarled master Plavius wrathfully.

Don't ask what Faylan feels like right now, he just wishes no one would buy him.

Arriving at the auction venue, Faylan waited for his turn to go on stage. Faylan realized, his father and stepmother are not the only cruel humans on the face of this earth. Look, it's not just him being sold by their own family. There were many innocent girls who fared the same as him.

When the company went bankrupt, making girls as debt redeemers seemed to have become taboo. Oesteria is not okay.

"The beautiful, sexy girl you see today is the daughter of the Plavius family. Mr. Plavius opened a price worth a trillion!" exclaim the host. Faylan stood there with both hands tied to a pole.

"The beauty is not to be doubted. But for such a price it seems like Mr. Plavius is overconfident" said a businessman with a distended stomach.

"One trillion? Is that true? In the Oesterian Bar many are like this, only 20 million a night," said another. Laughter filled the room. For the first time, Faylan smiled a little, he was happy that no one would buy him.

"Miss Plavius is a virgin. That's why Mr. Plavius opens at a fantastic price!" the host made everything quiet.

In the free country of Oesteria, a virgin girl is a rarity. And something rare does have a price.

"OK, I took 1 trillion!" bargain a businessman opens an auction.

"1.1 trillion!" reply other. Faylan lowered her face with a drop of tears as her hope was extinct.

"10 trillion!" exclaimed a middle-aged man who made the whole room flabbergasted to hear the price offered for the beauty, sexiness and virginity of a lady Plavius.

"We must lose, it's Assistant Juan, the right-hand man of the Oesteria kingdom" whispered one of the businessmen.

"really. But, what did the Oesteria kingdom buy a virgin girl for?" other sahut.

"Let's go, we'll hear the news later."

"Three," the host started counting down.

"Two!" who would dare to bid the price more than offered by the middle-aged man who was none other than Assistant Juan.

"One! Miss Plavius was obtained by Mr. Juan!"

Faylan only let out a long sigh, tears no longer flowing as if they had dried up. While his father and stepmother had left with 10 trillion dollars. With that kind of money, the father could set up dozens of other Plavius groups and the money would not run out up to seven derivatives.

Before being taken, Faylan was put on a suit to cover the curves of his exposed body. When the two bodyguards caught their guard off guard, Faylan took the opportunity and darted away to escape.

"Hurry after!" shouted a guard.

"No need," replied Assistant Juan casually.

On the sidewalk of the bustling highway, Faylan kept running and did not care about the sight of the people staring at him in disdain.

After being satisfied running around in the crowd, Faylan hid in a lucky car not locked by the owner.

BRACKET!

Faylan closed the car door with all his might.

"Who are you?" ask a man who owns the bass voice sitting behind the steering wheel.

"Faylan Laurentika Plavius! I'm sold! Please save me, Sir!"

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