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 virgïn.

The ruffle bras that she's wearing didn't warm her. She's nearly nâked 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 has 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 get 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 manifest 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 on 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.

"Clean up, remove your make up and take a shower." He demanded. She didn't move for a moment. Not until he started to remove his coat and next was unbuttoning his shirt. "Then we could just go straight if you wanted."

She stood up automatically and walked briskly to the bathroom. He called out not to lock the bathroom but she did. She removed her makeup and the false lashes. She washed her whole body standing on the shower for so long thinking if it was right or wrong. But the money is already on her account and it's a big mess if she didn't give what the man wanted.

The man looks so powerful and had sold her for 4.5 million dollars. Dollars! When I converted it in Philippine Peso, it was a huge account. She was so occupied that she didn't feel him getting in and she gasped when her hips were twisted and faced him. She knew well that she locked the door.

She gapes on his masculinity, so tall that she's like a pixie under him.

His eyes linger around her face and to her breasts. She can't even cover her breasts because he already caught her wrists and pinned it on the wall.

"I'll—"

"Where do you want it? Here on the shower? You make me wait for so long, Kiera." The way he said her name was like she heard it somewhere.

She didn't have time to complain and she let him devour her, suck her skin, play with her mouth. She was too dazed on how he kisses… he tastes good. Didn't expect that this will be like this. It's like her whole goddess is responding to him. Instead of the cold wall, she now felt a cold soft bed. She was anxious but oddly, he gave her a different sensation.

Later on, it gets better. She was breathless… his kiss and his touch wasn't bad like she expected. She found herself screaming not in a complete pain but pleasurable pain, her fingernails dug to his skin and on his back scratching it but he never complains. She wasn't on the right mind at all.

After reaching the end that she didn't expect, she was drained and tired to talk or move. It's better that way. She had fallen asleep but he woke her up and gave her a drink. It was a whiskey. She looked up at his handsome, mysterious and dangerous.

"Drink." She obeyed him and drank it and finished the small amount of it. He gave her water and she drank it, he was still *****. She slowly bit her lower lip and wanted to peek on the time, but he didn't let her and own her once again.

She felt dizzy after the quick one. She could fall asleep deeply, but he told her to sign a few papers and so she did without reading. Then, after signing a few more, he owned her lips and let her sleep.

She wanted to know if it's a dream. That she sold her body and had a great night with a stranger. Her mother is at the hospital while she had sex with a man.

But the smell of lavender and the big cold bed makes her wide awake that it wasn't her bed. She felt something between her legs and her lower abdomen is aching. She looked around first and pushes the covers. She's wearing a silk dress and it felt so comfortable. Did he dress her up?

This wasn't the room that they did it before. This was very much simple yet elegant. She walked toward the bathroom, double door bathroom and found that she had a period. Good! She exhales. She just remembered that he didn't use any protection. She searched on the cabinets if there are pads and she covered the small robe that fits for her. She gasped, finding maids getting in, bowed to her and greeted her.

"G-good morning." She stuttered.

"Mr. de Alegre told us to get you ready for breakfast." The woman is in her thirties, hair tied into a bun and looked smart and submissive.

"Uhm…" she can't delay it anymore. She's too puzzled why she was here. "Where am I?"

"You are in the Villa of the Master." She gape a little, still quizzical on everything. "If you wanted to ask a few things, the Master told us to bring you to the patio. And he will answer it all."

"I—I have a little problem." She bit her lower lip as they looked at each other.

She had finally got freshen up, though her midsection ache and her whole body was in pain. She had found a few hickeys on her brèast and she wore the dress that was provided to her. She really has to go. She couldn't find her things and this is not the place where she was last night. She must've fallen into a deep sleep because of the drink that he gave to her.

The power emanating from the man was so powerful that she had to lower her head and stand in front of him. He's holding an iPad and like he's reading something while drinking coffee.

"G-Good morning." She greets. He looked up at her and studied her for a moment.

"H-how's your sleep?" Shouldn't this how someone that sold her for a night treat her?

"Good. Uhm, I will go now." She stands there waiting for his response. He put down his tablet, took a sip on his coffee and rang the maids.

"You aren't going anywhere." Her brows creased."I bought you, remember?"

"You bought me for a night."

He shook his head.

"I bought you, in a big amount of money, means you are mine. No one can have you."

She was suddenly dizzy, sinking it on her head. She almost fell down on what he said. She just really wished that this was a joke that she's dreaming and that she's just carried away.

"Sit." She didn't and just stood there.

"I wanted to go home."

"Your home? Your apartment has been sold to someone else, and your mother needs a heart transplant ASAP." How did he know all about these? Of course, he's powerful and dug on his information. "I had arranged it all. In exchange for that, you'll be my woman." She bit her lower lip. He's heartless.

"I am grateful for what you did but the payment is enough to save my mother. And as for your woman, it only happened for a night." He didn't say a thing.

She's starting to think that he's a psychopath. He stood, walked around her and expected him to hurt her or something. But he didn't. He scooped her chin and kissed it.

"It only happened for a night. But I pay double to buy you, not for a night but until it fulfills me. Remember that you sign a contract with me?"

"W-why would you bother to buy me if you could have anyone you wanted?" Her head was a little foggy but she indeed remembered signing a few papers.

"I can have anyone I want and I choose you. Do you know how it bores me to death dealing with those women who have the same goal?" He snaked his arms around her waist that tightens a little bit, her body so close to him and she can feel the warm of his breathing. Smell like brewed coffee and his scent was so good but she shouldn't be attracted or something. "You will stay here, do whatever stuff you want but you will be monitored 24-7. Do you understand me? That means you can't go out without my consent." He didn't smile. He was dangerously serious on his every word.

"I want to go home." She said softly, sounding more like she's pleading as she shuddered.

"What home?" He sneered and stuck a few strands at the back of her ear.

She doesn't have a home and she sold off a few of their things in their apartment. She was staying at the hospital and few of her personal belongings are at her friend's house. She bit her lower lip and wanted to cry. If she can't leave, then she won't be able to see her mother and… her work.

"You don't have a home at that place anymore. This is your home from now on." She kept her chin up. She doesn't want to look pitiful in front of this man. She can't fight him.

"I want to leave." She said strongly.

"Are those phrases already programmed to you?"

"No. I simply wanted to leave. You can have half of your payment back." She pushed him but his grip tightened. "Let. Me. Go!" She started hitting his chest and he told everyone to leave them, he carried her to the nearest sofa and started unbuckling his pants and she panicked. "Stop!" He didn't. "I-I have my period today!" That makes him stop. He looked at her for a while and then she covered her lap with the pillow.

"Seriously?" He frowned.

"I have—today." She exhaled and he suddenly laughed and then cursed.

"Fūck. How many days would it take?"

She was suddenly baffled on what he asked.

"T-three to four days." He pushed himself up and fixed his clothes. To her surprise, his grip was so strong, he pulled her out from the sofa and dragged her to the table.

"Eat now." She looked at the food. Surely it was famishing and she hasn't eaten something before for a very long time "Make sure to eat a lot." He's phone started ringing and he watched her as he answered it. "Yes?" She didn't touch anything. "I will be there."

She probably thought that it was from business. Or his woman. He sat down across her and told her to eat again. She did eat since she's hungry.

"You are so thin. Eat more." He insisted.

"Didn't you like skinny women?"

"I like the plumpness of your bréast and àss but you need to be plumper."

She did eat since it's the first time for a long time to have good food on the table.

After she ate, he came to the room and told her to strip and proceed to the bathroom. But she didn't. He removes his clothes, wrist watch and she just stayed in the corner as he picked her up to the bathroom. She complained and he stripped everything she wore. She can't say no to him. She was forced to do what he wanted under the shower.

A huge free hand shower rains on them, her back pinned on the cold wall, her legs wrapped around him and take her there, a little bit vicious. Tears stream down her cheek without him noticing it because of the water raining on them. She bit her lower lip to avoid moaning but her whole body betrayed her because her body wanted his pleasure.

She was out of energy as she nearly collapsed on the floor. But she sat down on the floor and just waited for him to get out. To her surprise, he pulled her to the bathtub half filled with warm water and gently placed her there.

"Eat a lot while I'm gone."

She looks at him helplessly and she can see through his eyes. She just hoped that he's a little gentle and kind to him. And indeed, something surprised her. He kissed her forehead.

"You are my woman right now. Tomorrow, you can go shopping and visit your mother." He took the towel wrapped it around his waist and left.

She shivers on the thought of last night though she's in warm water. She reached the soap and rubbed her whole body as she cried. She didn't want this but she already sold her body.

Back then, she was living a normal family. Have a little wealth but when her father wasted money on gambling and on women, the business went bankrupt and she was forced to work and her mother. Her mother worked well in a shop and she studied hard and works part time at the same time. Her dad was killed in the casino and they had to run away and put the house on sale.

Now, she doesn't know what to do. She's already prisoned after being used multiple times. She stayed there for a long time and looked around. The luxury and the elegance. She once lived like this but around her is too much. She decided to dry herself. She went into the wardrobe, her first time to go there. She gaped on his clothes on the other side. All male clothes, and then a little slutty clothes on the opposite side. It means that this was his room?

But why would such a man do something like this? Why would such a man bother to make her his woman? How many women did he bring here? She doesn't even know his name yet. She suddenly felt terrified. What if he's a sadist? What if his fetish is to hit women or like bondage stuff? What if he wanted to use her?

She put whatever clothes from the wardrobe and searched for her bag. She found it there but it doesn't have anything inside. So, she searched around and found few of it organized already in front of the mirror. Then someone knocked on the door and she got out as the maid came with a box and ribbon.

"Madam, Master wanted you to have this." She accepted the box and the maid left. She opened it and found a latest smartphone and a note.

I throw away your old phone. Her phone wasn't the latest one. In fact it was a cheap one enough to send a message and call. A keypad foldable phone, too old but still working. She cursed at him and she opened it and it said to scan her finger print. Fingerprint access then. A message came which was named Lover.

Lover: I put contacts on your new phone. Rest and eat well.

She walked toward the bed that's in the new sheet. Black sheet. It was beautiful and she lay down turning on the big fan on the ceiling. She started analysing how to use it until she got on how to use it. Then an incoming person came with a name Mom. She smiled and answered it.

"Mom?" she wanted to cry.

"Are you at work? A good man visited me a while ago, said that I'll have my surgery soon." She held her mouth to avoid sobbing and breathed.

"Yes, mom. I had money…"

"I just hope that it wasn't from bad deeds."

"No." She said softly. "I am still working on it. Don't worry about anything, mom. I'll handle it all."

"Are you eating well?"

"Yes. Of course. How about you? You shouldn't worry at all because I'm fine."

"I found her." He uttered as he flipped on the photos that he kept for years.

She was beautiful wearing the academy uniform, with a smile on her face. One of the exclusive schools in the city. He pulled out his phone and called the phone that he bought for her. It was ringing and after a few rings she answered it in a sleepy voice.

"Did I wake you up?"

"I—"

"Don't dare to leave the villa without my permission. There are lots of bodyguards around the villa."

"Okay." She still sounds so sad. Though he doesn't want that. "Uhm, I—I just wanted to go back to work."

"I am providing you everything you need. Don't even think about it."

"But I don't want you to provide me anything. I have work and I earn from it."

"Don't be stubborn, Keira. Rest. I'll be there before you know it." He hung up without saying anything goodbye.

He might be too cold to her. That's because he's angry at what she did. What goes in her head to sell herself in the auction. If he didn't find it out sooner, he'll be doomed.

Keira, stubborn as always. He grinned and suddenly it disappeared when he remembered clearly what happened that day. The day that they both can't reach each other. He didn't know at this moment why she never recognised him. The fact that he took advantage of everything just to get her was enough to protect her and make her remember him again.

Alessandro did something that would make her angry. Marriage. He made her sign a marriage contract and other details that are needed to get a marriage license after he took her innocence. He promised her to have it and marry her back when they were too innocent. This time, he had that promised fulfilled.

He remembered that night, it was full of passion and there's no way that he hurt her so much.

He took out the box that contains two rings. It was supposed to be their wedding rings but it seemed like she had no idea what she signed

He attended meetings and work all day. Didn't expect the time. He picked a few papers and told his secretary Emerald Ross to pack it. Since his secretary is unmarried, he is dedicated to his work to him. He's the little boss of his big company. Using his chopper, they reach the villa without any hassle. He got his own helipad on the villa and he took the briefcase.

He went to his room, finding her already sleeping on the big king bed. He glanced at the video that is played in a lower sound. He forced her to watch it so she could learn something but it turns out it makes her fall asleep. He took a quick shower and lay on bed, hugging her from behind.

He watched the couple doing lewd things from the television. He turned his head to her. Seeing her wearing such thin clothing, her ****** molding made him want her. Never in his life has he had a big attraction like this.

Those years with her are his treasure that he always kept. They are both attracted and in love with each other. And it has to be the tragedy that breaks them apart. He turned off the big television on the wall and watched her breathing. Now that he has her, he won't let anyone take her away from him.

He went to the table and poured himself some whiskey and he opened the balcony as he watched the fireflies around the biggest tree on his villa. He takes her away from people just to save her. Only a few people knew about his villa. Not even his father or his step-mother knew about it. He finished the glass and walked back to bed, finding her sitting up and looking at him dazed.

Without a word, she strode to the bathroom. He waited on the bed until she came and was thinking if she had to sleep on his side. He patted the bed and she did sit down still hesitating.

"Go back to sleep." He demanded as he lay down on the right side and waited for her.

"W-why, can I have my own room?"

"No. You are my woman; you have to sleep in my room. Our room. Remember the contract you signed two nights ago?" She was about to say something again but he pulled her down and straddle her. He delicately kisses her lips. He smirked when she participated in his kiss. She can't deny the attraction between them. "You can visit your mom tomorrow, then you'll go shopping." She gaped on what he said. "I only wanted the best for my woman." He stroked her hair. "Go back to sleep."

"Why?"

"Why-what?" he lay beside her and propped his elbow on the pillow, leaning his head on his palm.

He must know that he looked so damn attracted at that pose. He could be a model in male's magazine and be nude, and let women and guys drool over his body. Lots of women might throw themselves at him but why would he keep her? Just to be a bed warmer? But a woman like her is on a low price but why would he dare to buy her a big amount?

"Why do you have to buy me for a big amount of money and take care of my mother's bills? Why would you have to keep me here as your prison?"

He smirked and reached her hair.

"Baby, you aren't a prison here. You are the Queen of this house. Full of body guards to keep you company and protect you. But still you need the King's permission if you want to go out and shop and waste some money." He said softly.

"Wasting money isn't on my mind." She uttered. He just looked straight at her like he could see her transparently.

"I know."

"But why would you bother?"

"Lots of questions, are we? I'm tired but if you're not, let's go to shower."

"I'm on my period." He reached the leg line of her sexy dress and caressed it, slightly touching her skin. She gasped on what he did. Still, it has a big effect on both of them.

"But we already did it. And I don't really—really care if you are on your period."

"It's gross."

He sneered at her and moved closer to her. She froze when she expected him to kiss her lips but he slightly planted his lips on her chin and down to her chest.

"How about the movie that you watched?"

"It's disgusting." He grinned at her, breathing on her neck.

"Not anymore. You aren't a virgîn, anymore." She squeezed her legs. She felt aroused even though she's on her period. Is there such a feeling? "Besides, orgàsm will help your cramps to go away." He mumbled.