Novel & Cerita Sold To A Handsome Trillionaire

Now we were penniless. I was unloading our suitcases with the help of the mansion's staff, after finally finding a small affordable apartment, when Rachel entered the luxurious foyer of the mansion where we still lived, with a radiant smile on her face. "I got two million dollars!" she exclaimed, elated. I was about to jump for joy too, but then I remembered what she had offered to do and connected the dots, realizing that the amount must refer to the auction where she had put herself up for sale.

I was just a struggling artist trying to make my way in the world, and now I was being sold to the highest bidder like a piece of meat. The bidding started low, but it quickly escalated as the auctioneer extolled my supposed virtues. "Gentlemen, we have here a beautiful and talented young lady, with a heart of gold and a spirit that cannot be tamed. Who will start the bidding at five thousand dollars?" I watched as the numbers climbed higher and higher, feeling sick to my stomach with each passing moment. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be sold to some random stranger who would do who-knows-what with me.

It was more like an order to tell her the truth. She looked at her and then at the kids around before holding her hand and dragging her to the nearby room. "I sold myself. I signed a contract with one rich man to be able to save this orphanage. You know I can't lose it, and there were no other alternatives!" she blurted out. Chloe, her best friend, looked at her shocked. The next day, Mia found out that Alex had sent some of his men to assist with her luggage to his mansion. She rolled her eyes at that and only allowed the driver to take her to his mansion because, honestly, she didn't have more than two bags.

I closed my eyes trying to calm myself as I tried to cover this chest of mine but failed. ”My, my, no need to be so energetic. As the first item of our real evening's event, let's start our bid at the price of ten million dollars “ Another sound of the crowd cheering was heard. What a large sum of money. Even father didn't have a chance holding a money that is tenth of that value she had said. I look down. Am I really being sold? ” Number one hundred fifty, twenty-five million dollars! “ ” Stealed by number sixty-five for twenty-six million dollars! “

I retorted. What the hell was he talking about? Who had spread the rumor that I was rich? I was still dirt poor. Trying to live hand to mouth. Michael had let out a low whistle when he realized the truth and he came closer to whisper. “Mate, they sold Raya’s virginity to a billionaire, and do you know how much he paid for it? One million dollars” Now it was my turn to be shocked. Holy Shit! They had done me dirty. One million dollars! It was fucking impossible. These men had cheated me. I was livid now.

I uttered and smiled at Spencer who looks amused, he remembers me of course, with this tattoo of mine, I know he’s been looking for me. I’m not showing up, why would I waste such an amount for this auction? I just want someone to bite the bait. “S-Seven hundred billion for the Mistress in black.” “Now we’re up for eight hundred billion, anyone?” A deafening silence. But I’m confident that the auction will not end here. “Going once!” “Going twice!” “One Trillion.” That voice silenced everyone, and I smiled. Got yah. “Woah One Trillion? He was that rich?”

It climbed rapidly to twenty, then thirty. "Sixty million!" a wealthy oil tycoon shouted. The hammer was about to fall when I raised my paddle with a bored expression. "Ninety million." The room gasped. No one dares to keep raising the price. I felt Lucian’s gaze on me. He realized exactly what I was doing. "Going once... twice... sold! To Ms. Evelyn Miller!" After the auction, Lucian approached me. He held the small velvet box containing the jade ring.

God, please let this be a joke. “You see I've been watching you for quite a while, Freya. I was curious to know what kind of woman was mindlessly signing away her family's life work for Peanuts. But then I realized you were just a trusting love-stricken puppy,” A taunting smile crossed his lips. “Your boyfriend sold off half of your father's empire. Did you not realize that when your lawyer listed the remaining assets you wanted to transfer?” I opened my mouth but no words came out. He was right. I hadn't thought about it when Attorney Williams said the properties were worth a hundred and sixty billion but our net worth was over seven hundred billion.

"I was willing to forgive you." "Forgive me?" He laughed again, louder this time. "I don't need your forgiveness, you stupid bitch. I needed your company. And thanks to those papers you signed so eagerly, I already sold it. The funds hit my offshore account an hour ago." I staggered as his words hit me hard. I refused to believe he would do something like that. "You sold Vance Inc? Brian, that was my father’s life!" "And now it's my retirement fund," he snapped without a sign of remorse.

Was I that easy to hand over to a stranger? I turned to my mother, hoping… just hoping… that she'd say something. Anything. But she didn’t meet my eyes. Her fingers twisted the edge of her scarf nervously. That’s when I knew. They had all decided. This was their discussion yesterday. The man I was being sold to was powerful, ruthless, and rich beyond imagination. A mystery to the world. No social media, no interviews, no parties. Just whispers. They said his company could wipe out debt with the flick of a pen. They said he ruined people for fun. They said he never showed his face unless he had to.