The Billionaires and his girlfriend

At last…at last for the love of god I'm 20, I vividly thought under my breath, lost in my own fantasy. There is a small party in the form of my name that is hosted by my stepmother. Her shockingly thin crinkled face joined with her grim expression just added up to her cruel nature and stuffy self. All my friends were invited, some wished me happy birthday, while some gave me gifts. But, I cared nothing about them because my focus was on something different. I just nodded and gave a fake grin to everyone, and was curious for everyone to go to their respective houses… At the end the party is over. I'm in my room and my laptop is In front of me, my eyes are staring at the screen displaying my picture in nothing, but the black lingerie I'd saved up so much money to buy. I used it as my display picture on the bidding site. However, I didn't exactly save up that money… The lingerie was too expensive that I imagined. I wouldn't be able to buy it even if I saved up for a lifetime. You would be astonished to know how much money you can make by sucking off a guy's d**k. I know right, I'm probably abnormal for doing such an act but for any dreamy girl like me will do exactly like me if she lived the life I'm living. My conventional family, especially my ruthless stepmother never ever let me do anything for myself. All my life, my dress used to be ankle length dresses, I was even told to always wear my hair up in a braid and never allowed to put on makeup. My hostile stepmother even slapped one day when she saw me wearing mascara. My siblings were even worse. Olivia was the only one who was benevolent to me. Unfortunately, she couldn't go against anyone. I usually walked fragile around Isabella and Mia, they were always trying to humiliate me and playing pranks on me whenever they had the chance. Anyways, they didn't actually try to hurt me. And the one I used to be cautious around was my stepbrother, his creepy smiles and fearful stares made me very uncomfortable. I, Ava Michael had only one goal in my life, is to sell my longtime virginity to the highest bidder and walk away with a lot of cash in my bank and go to the best college of my dreams, Princeton. And wave goodbye to this so-called family of mine. I had already dreamed about many things like; beautiful, sexy dresses, a big mansion and a lavish lifestyle. And I know what I need to do to achieve my dreams. My family can never afford to get me into Princeton and I knew this very well. And even if they can afford it, my ruthless stepmother will never accept my father spending his money on me. And my father being the perfect overly timid person that always agrees with anything his “lovely” wife says. There was only one way for me to get out of this mess I was in and it was staring me in the face. Once I confirmed that everyone was asleep, I'd dropped down on my shabby bed… my little black laptop In front of me. I checked and scrolled through my messages to see a list of men who had bid for me. The list was quite large, and it's not a surprise for me. Because I knew I had a body that you can die for, with my not so modest breast, slim figure and tight ass, I've been the wet dream of every boy in my school. But I didn't let any of them taste my V.J. I wanted to use my virginity to make some good bucks than to allow some horny boy to dig his d**k into any of my holes. I'd rather experience pain and make money out of it anyway. My eyes brightened as I scrolled through my messages… Oh! My god, one of them bid 20,000 dollars on me. Not sufficient to meet the needs I wanted but still, I'd be able to run away with It. Holy s**t! 40,000 dollars… wow! I checked the man's profile name and it was, Theodore. His profile appeared to be legit. Theodore looked handsome. He must be in his early thirties. I guess I could do something with him, the money was a great deal! I was about to send him a message inorder to accept his bid. Instantly, my eyes widened when I saw 20 million dollars reflecting at the end of the list. I couldn't believe it. I thought I'm dreaming. This is not possible. He must be a con. My hands started shivering, I went straight to checked his profile and he was f*****g legit. And to be very honest, the boy was handsome. That would be an underrate. He was a f*****g Greek god. With the way I saw his look, he had to be in his late twenties at least. He was so f*****g incredible. His face… looks stunning. god! I could trace that jawline with my tongue. I could only see his face. But I knew it in my gut, he must be solid all over his body without having an inch of fat on him. With his looks and money, he could have many girls at his disposal. In my mind? Is that how come to place that high bid on a gold digger girl on a dating website? I swayed away the thought immediately from the questions I'm asking myself. Checking the whole list would be stupidity now, no one on earth can bid that much just for a night with a somewhat attractive virgin. Suddenly, I saw “him” video calling me. Shit! He must have seen that I'm online. My heart started pounding fast. I think he must be a man that hates to be waiting around for something. I had to accept the call or I could wave a goodbye to the 20 baddest million dollars. There was no I'll do that. I must make sure I achieved my dreams I calmed my nerves, trying to stop myself from trembling… What happened to me that made me so nervous? No, Ava… you can do it girl. I finally picked up the call. Holy s**t! His picture did not do him any fair. “Well you took your time very well.” He declared, his voice sounded deep, just I thought it's going to be. I breathe heavily from his velvety voice. His awesome body was visible to me from the waist up as he sat back on a plush sofa. And he looked f*****g sexy in that black shirt. His red, messy hair fell across his face as he ran his fingers through the strands, trying to straighten them out. Fuck! I wanted to do that. The way I glared at him, I had already known that he had that bad boy charm in him, and we all know the common place, girls always fall for the badboy. But his hard gaze and strong emotional manliness stirred something deep within me. Even though he wasn't physically around me, just him being able to see me brings out some fire in all my nerve endings. “So, have you given any opinion on my offer?” He demanded, knowing fully well that no girl would say no to 20 million dollars. Prior to my slow moving wifi, I couldn't see his face very well… His image was a bit fuzzy. His eyes trailed up from my crossed legs which were very much open by my shorts and upto my navel, my tight tops slightly showing the shape of my breasts. He was openly staring at my exposed body and the funniest thing was, I really liked the way his eyes were wincing my body. Blushing, “Actually, I have given some thought to your offer and I accept.” I responded, I tried to feel confident and firm on what I said. Unfortunately, I don't think I succeeded very well. He spoke up again, distracting me from restlessness with my shorts, “Good, now…as much as that picture of that skimpy underwear shows of your delectable body, I'd like to see all of the package I'm getting.” I could feel the smirking he made at me from the screen as my cheeks were hot. His velvety husky voice didn't sound so appealing to me all of a sudden. “What do you mean?” I exclaimed. “You already know what I mean and you have exactly 20 seconds to decide if you are willing to accept the bid.” He growled, leaving me shivering at my spot. “20 million dollars.” “Take it or decline.” He said, calmly. My body was just stiff and I couldn't move. I was too nerve-wracking to do anything. I didn't prepare for this. “Denude. Now” His voice was menacingly low, making my body fling into action of its own command. My eyes widened in surprise and my mouth dropped open when I saw that someon e had deposited 5 frickin million dollars in my account. And I'm sure that that someone is “Theodore” staring me in my face right now.