SOLD MY INNOCENCE TO THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK
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ARIEL'S POV
“ Gentlemen, this is Ariel Hart standing in front of you, a 24-year-old curvy woman who is ready to sell her virginity for a high sum for one night! Let the auction begin!”
That was me. My name is Ariel Hart. My life is pathetic. I know.
But before you judge me, let me tell you how I ended right here.
Earlier, I had received a call from the doctors that my mother would die if she did not receive urgent treatments. Also, my childhood house was about to be sold and I had zero money to my name to save neither my mother nor the house.
I needed to take a desperate step. Then I made up my mind.
But as I stood in front of the building that will either mar or make my life, I gulped loudly, my throat itching and burning with intense fear. At that moment, I did not feel either wild or happy.
I just felt trapped.
“ Are you here for the auction?” A voice penetrated my sad bubble and I nodded at the woman sitting on a prestige chair inside the building.
“ Please, follow me. My name is Marie”. She stood up, her body clad with a short bodycon dress that speaks of fragility and beauty.
I numbly followed her through a narrow path further into the building, my heart beating fast without a care. We took an elevator to a darker area where many elite people walked with cloaks and masks on their faces.
She turned to me once we reached the front of a door and said, “ What would you like to auction, ma'am?”
I gulped, my heart sinking to the hard ground as I averted my eyes from hers in shame. “ My virginity."
She paused. “ Who told you about this place?”
I raised my eyes back to her face. “ My relatives. I am in dire need of money right now and that is the only valuable thing that I have. Can I be allowed please?” I begged intently. I needed the money more than my next breath or my entire life would come crashing.
She nodded and opened the door. We stepped into a larger space, the front was made into a high stage decorated with lights and petals.
Opposite it is a filled space with people already sitting down. Not just any type of people, but the elite type. The flyer had said so.
“ Please wait behind the stage as the auction is about to start. I will register you. Kindly write your details here for me”.
The woman strutted away in her high heels and I headed behind the stage where I met several women also wanting to auction out something.
The auction began, and before I knew what was happening, I was called out on stage and the spotlight pointed right onto my face.
“ This is Ariel Hart, a 24-year-old woman who is ready to sell her virginity to the highest bidder for a huge sum!” The moderator announced, and I felt shame crawling on my body.
“ A one-night stand with the virgin woman!”
The whole room grew quiet and then, some gasped.
“ We will be starting with ten thousand dollars. Let the auction begin!”
The tension grew immediately and men, who were impeccably dressed in suits and wearing masks, began to stand up and shout unimaginable numbers.
“ A seventy thousand dollars!”
“ Hundred thousand dollars!”
My heart rose up in both biles because I was disgusted and hope because I had to save my dying mother.
“ Three hundred thousand dollars!” A man shouted. Another one shouted, “Nine hundred thousand dollars!”
Suddenly, a deep voice said, “ Fifty million dollars”. His voice dripped with unspoken desire and surety. And the whole room quieted from the heat of his voice.
Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, my head spiked up and I glanced over the room but was still unable to find the man who spoke, neither was he standing.
My eyes furrowed in confusion and surprise. Who will pay fifty million dollars just for one night with me?
The moderator spoke up, “ Going once… Going twice…”
My heart beats faster at the thought of selling myself to a man that I have not seen yet.
“ Sold to Xavier King, the CEO of Kings Industries."
Then at that moment, my body is sold to a stranger who will not only buy my innocence, but my entire dignity.
I turned to walk away from the stage.
Suddenly, the moderator spoke up again. “ The news getting to me now is that you can only get that money under one condition."
I struggled to find my words but eventually said, “ What?”
“ Mr King demands that you must live with him under his roof for two months, during which you must give yourself to him within those months." I panicked.
“ What if I want to back out?” The words spilled out of my mouth before I could stop it.
“ Then, your payment is forfeited. You will not receive any money by refusing to sign this contract”. He answered.
Is it possible for my world to even tilt more within the second?
I guess so.
It seemed life loathed me and my entire being. I really wanted to refuse and walk away with my dignity in check.
I thought I could work menial jobs and eventually raise the money but by then, my mother will be dead and my house will be taken from me with the farm that my mother loved so much.
The pros outweighed the cons and with that thought in mind, I nodded my head, agreeing to give out my virginity for a price.
“ I will sign the contract." I said.
After moving backstage, I signed the contract and moved to talk to Marie about the unknown man who paid for my virginity. “ Can I see who the man is? The one who bought my virginity."
She shook her head in the negative. “ He insisted that he would not reveal himself to you now until you move in”.
“ What?! That is really uncalled-for”. I muttered. “ What if he is a killer?”
“ Did you not think about that possibility before coming here, Miss Hart?” she asked.
And the question felt like a slap on my face– like a cold bucket of ice poured onto my body. I shivered.
“ Do not worry, your security matters to us too. You are safe”. She assured me. I do not believe it for one second.
I turned to walk away out of the building when she called after me.
“ Mr King requested that you move into his house tomorrow or else, the contract is destroyed, and your payment forfeited."
Tomorrow?!
“ What?!”.
I think Xavier King, the man who bought my virginity, might be the devil himself.
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