The Woman Owns the Billionaire
Bid girl
“Why did you just shut up and sit there? Aren't you going to serve me as you should?” The man's voice sounded slow but was able to stab up to the heart to make uncontrollable pounding, his voice heavy and full of emphasis.
The blue-eyed man with that light point exuded a cold aura, his gaze so sharp as an eagle ready to catch prey. He looked at the girl who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, bowed with both hands squeezing the end of the skirt to the knee.
The brown-haired girl squeezed the edge of the skirt more, both of her shoulders shuddered when she heard the man's voice, then ventured to look up and look at the man standing before her. The two clear brown eyes glazed over, lamenting the fate that had brought him into the room, a place he had never been in his mind to visit.
“I think you're different,” watered the girl with trembling lips. Thin little lips that looked so tempting.
The man grinned, then took one step forward to stand right in front of the girl. He slightly bent his body, leaning his head right beside the girl's ears.
“Different? What makes you think I'm different? Why would I pay you if I didn't get the benefit. Do you think I'm a benefactor?” asked the man as if to mock. The man could smell the fragrance from the girl's hair, the brown hair was a little curly and shiny, very neat showing if it was well-groomed, making the man was actually not sure if the girl sold herself because it needed money.
The girl turned her head, until their eyes met each other. The gaze of those blue-colored eyes was expected to help him, pulling out from the abyss where he had originally been pushed there. But who would have thought that this guy was the same. After all, which good man would come to the brothel.
“I have bought you very expensively, so your job is only to satisfy me. For no reason, without negotiation,” whispered the man.
The man pushed the body of the plain-faced girl with the glazed eyes back, before supporting and locking the girl's body so as not to run away. Both knees rest on the mattress, right on the right and left side of the girl's thigh, while the two palms rest right next to the girl's head.
“Are you really still plain, as your pimps say?” asked the man, looking at the two eyes of the girl alternately.
“What my answer will affect your decision to take off?” ask the girl back as if she was not afraid of what the man would do.
Although the girl was in a depressed state, and her heart was beating violently due to fear, but not a single bit of the girl showed that fear or she would be further oppressed.
The man laughed when he heard the girl dare to throw back the question, until the hand flanked the girl's chin and slightly raised the girl's face.
The girl looked at the man with glazed eyeballs, her gaze as if it was heartbreaking to be released. However, he saw those blue-colored eyes were already wrapped in passion, looking at him as if ready to pounce to prey on him.
“No will! I've bought you, so I'll enjoy what I have,” said the man.
The girl knew that if everything would still end like this, her pride would soon disappear because of the greedy people who plunged her into the deep hole.
The man began to clench the girl's lips, sipping slowly without a fight. The girl chose silence, accepting her true unwelcome destiny.
‘If life is a choice, then tonight I would love to die.’
The girl lamented, why would a day that should be happy for her, even make her life ruined. His faith was simply crushed by a loved one, until the heart pushed him into the deep dark abyss, making him unable to rise again after this.
The man, who had no idea what his name was, began to strip and throw away the girl's clothes, before himself taking off all his clothes. He supported and returned to his lips and touched every inch of the girl's white skin. Resignation is the thing that the girl can do, want to fight but for what? When he came out of the room, he might be pushed back to another room. Until his life has no choice, want to go anywhere, then the results that will be obtained remain the same— destroyed.
“You really, still ...” The man paused his words, looking at the girl who closed her eyes with a small circle of clear crystals coming down from the end of her eyes.
“Looks like I didn't waste paying you dearly at the auction,” said the man full of fun.
The man penetrated the intimate part of the girl, making the innocent girl even more closed eyes because of the pain and agonizing pain. Now not only was his body in pain, but his heart was already broken to pieces. Where that pride is gone forever.
**
I don't know how many times the man spurred and enjoyed the girl's body, satisfying the seemingly endless passion. Getting a girl who's still a virgin is hard, maybe that night was a bad night for Morgan Bosley—a man who accidentally bought a virgin girl at a brothel auction.
Morgan Bosley, a wealthy businessman, owned many companies that stood not only in one country. However, his bad habit of making love to a paid woman seems to never disappear, even though Morgan already has a wife and one daughter.
Morgan felt satisfied tonight, stared at the back of the girl he had just been invited to make love repeatedly, touching the girl's body as if it did not make him want to stop. Yes, Morgan's experience of the girl was like a palanquin to him, he could not control the passion that never goes out, demanding to keep on spurring and enjoying.
He climbed onto the bed, touching the innocent arm of the girl curled up on his back.
The girl was poking around as the huge palm touched her delicate skin. He was enduring the pain in the intimate part as well as the heart. The girl hoped Morgan would leave soon and let go of herself. He was tired of all the circumstances, if he could escape from that place, maybe the girl wanted to drown the body in the sea and her body was no longer found by anyone.
“You gave me a different experience tonight,” Morgan whispered in the girl's ear, then kissed the girl's arm up to the neck.
The girl shuffled, Morgan's warm breath tickling in the ears and making her fine fur stand up. Although the girl refused to enjoy Morgan's touch, but in fact the body betrayed the heart and continued to give another reaction. He involuntarily kept sighing as Morgan gave a touch in some of his sensitive areas, he achieved release many times because of the man's actions, making Morgan even more eager to spur his body.
“Why are you just silent, hm?” morgan asked, hand rubbing the girl's tangled hair.
“What can I go now?” Only that remark now came out of the lips of the girl, there was nothing else to be proud of, to be satisfying and to give a different experience was not her will.
Morgan was surprised to hear the girl's request, as if unhappy that the girl wanted to get away from him. Many women from his city want to make love or just sleep in the same bed with Morgan, so why does this girl even want to leave him?
