Prologue

SOLD TO THE BILLIONAIRE

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WARNING !!

This book contains detailed descriptions of sexual activity, including BDSM, kink, power dynamics, and scenes that may involve non-consensual or dubiously consensual encounters. These scenes can be intense and may be distressing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

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Eleanor wore a sexy black gown. It was very tight on her body, so the curve of her waist was very visible. In addition, Don Constantino filled her with jewelry—whether real or fake, it added to her beauty.

Her heart beat fast when Don Constantino called her, the truth is she had no idea why they were in this kind of place. The only thing the Don told her was that she would work for him. Work. But what does that mean?

"Hurry up!" he ordered, which she immediately obeyed even though her knees were shaking.

When she was in front of the Don, he pulled her out of the backstage. She was greeted by a spotlight aimed directly at her. It was dazzling, but Eleanor could still see the many people in front of the stage, in front of her—mostly old men and seemingly rich.

"Our main course for tonight!" Don Constantino announced into the microphone, which further excited the whole place.

She didn't understand. Her mind was confused, but despite the fear, her inherent beauty prevailed. She was like an angel lost in hell.

"For the starting price… five million pesos!" shouted a man next to Don Constantino.

"Ten million!" replied an old man, quickly standing up with his cane.

"Fifteen million!" this time, a fat man shouted, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Why? Why are they shouting such large amounts? Where is all this going?

She turned to Don Constantino, and there she saw his mischievous smile.

Is he selling me?

She was suddenly terrified, as if doused in freezing water that caused chills throughout her body. She couldn't move and seemed paralyzed with fear. With each price shouted, her anxiety increased even more.

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-five million!"

That place became a market, and she was like merchandise being fought over by men hungry for flesh.

"One billion!"

Silence. Everyone was deafened, including Eleanor. All eyes turned to the source of the voice.

On one side, at the very top, was a man wearing a black polo shirt. He slowly went down, his footsteps were the only noise heard throughout the place.

"One Billion?" asked Don Constantino, his eyes widening and unable to believe what he heard.

"She's mine!" until he finally got down and was right in front of Eleanor.

Knight Andrie, one of the richest men in the entire Philippines. He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort.

He has a fiancée for whom he will find a gift at this auction. But a different gem caught his attention.

As if at first glance, the beautiful young woman immediately captivated his eyes.

Eleanor, on the other hand, couldn't believe it, in front of her was a very handsome man, not old and not looking hungry for flesh either.

"Eleanor Lualhati, a virgin probinsyana, Sold to the Billionaire!"