King of Desire

I just agreed to sell my virginity… I’m a lowly maid for Vegas’s most elusive bachelor, Triston Smith. Beautiful women line up to his next girlfriend, despite his ironclad rule. He never dates a woman for more than one month. He’s so gorgeous. Strong. Confident. I’m tempted to join the queue, but I can’t afford that luxury. I’m the only caregiver for my terminally ill younger brother. For his sake, I need the kind of guy who’d stick around. Be there for both of us. When my brother’s chance for a transplant comes up, the surgeon refuses to perform the surgery without a down payment. Ten thousand dollars. I don’t have a tenth of that amount. Until a coworker tells me how she makes money on the side. It makes my skin crawl, but it might be my only choice. The job? Auction my virginity to the highest bidder. Before I know it, I’m on the auction block trying to control the panic. That’s when I catch the dark and penetrating gaze of my boss. He stands below me, holding out his hand. “Did you come to save me?” I gasp. “No, Honeyeh.” His fingers slide into mine a second before he tips me forward and tosses me over his shoulder. “I bought you.”

I just agreed to sell my virginity… I’m a lowly maid for Vegas’s most elusive bachelor, Triston Smith. Beautiful women line up to his next girlfriend, despite his ironclad rule. He never dates a woman for more than one month. He’s so gorgeous. Strong. Confident. I’m tempted to join the queue, but I can’t afford that luxury. I’m the only caregiver for my terminally ill younger brother. For his sake, I need the kind of guy who’d stick around. Be there for both of us. When my brother’s chance for a transplant comes up, the surgeon refuses to perform the surgery without a down payment. Ten thousand dollars. I don’t have a tenth of that amount. Until a coworker tells me how she makes money on the side. It makes my skin crawl, but it might be my only choice. The job? Auction my virginity to the highest bidder. Before I know it, I’m on the auction block trying to control the panic. That’s when I catch the dark and penetrating gaze of my boss. He stands below me, holding out his hand. “Did you come to save me?” I gasp. “No, Honeyeh.” His fingers slide into mine a second before he tips me forward and tosses me over his shoulder. “I bought you.”