Auctioned Virginity

Chapter 6

"If you want my assistance, Julietta, you'll go back upstairs now," Romero said in a low, menacing tone that had my entire body on high alert.

"How many boys have you lured to your bed, Julietta?" the one called Aaron asked.

Before Romero could answer for me, I snapped, "None."

But that answer clearly seemed to be the wrong one, because everyone went utterly still. Romero included. His nostrils flared while he slowly turned his head to face me.

My face warmed. "Well, I'm not some slut or something. And I've been too busy surviving to worry about boys." The words and it's not a boy that I want, stayed mercifully locked inside.

"No one was going to accuse you of being a slut, Darling," the Silver Fox replied with a smirk.

"Have you sucked a cock before?" the Russian asked before pulling out a cigarette, placing it between his lips and lighting it. The smoke curled in the air, adding to his threatening appearance.

My lips parted on a sharp breath. "Y—"

"Julietta!" Romero chastised, up on his feet again. "Upstairs now or I will throw you over my shoulder and take you there myself."

"Not so hasty, Romero." The Russian chuckled. "I think she was about to tell us she had, in fact, sucked a dick before."

"Enough, Rafael. You're not going to torment my ward." Romero fixed his companion with a glare before sliding it to each of the men around the table.

Man-bun twisted back toward me. "She's eighteen, yes?"

I nodded, because it was me he was looking at. "As of last week," I said.

The man flinched. "Yikes," he whispered, but I heard it, nonetheless. To Romero he said, "Sit down. I'm not going to touch her."

Romero didn't move, but it was pretty clear from the fire in his eyes that he was pissed.

"Julietta, do you have a dildo in your room?"

"Eli," Romero hissed at the man, who grinned a wide, predatory smile.

My entire body flushed, and suddenly I realized this entire scheme of me trying to prove that I wasn't out of my depth had been a trap. Still my head nodded, though I was certain I hadn't given it the order to do so.

"If you go up there and get it, bring it back down here and show us how you suck a cock, I'll give you a hundred-thousand dollars. Tonight," Man-bun—Eli said—far too calmly.

"Uh—I—what?" I stuttered before looking to Romero for confirmation I'd just heard that right.

His eyes fell shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose. So he wasn't going to be any help.

"I'll toss in my own hundred-grand," Aaron added eagerly.

So vil I," Rafael said with his cigarette still pinched between his lips without looking at me. It felt like this was an auction, and the men with too much money, didn't care what frivolity they wasted it on. "What say you, Darren?" he turned his attention to the silver fox.

"I usually pay that to have my cock sucked, not a dildo, but fuck, I'll do it," he answered, barking a laugh.

Eli nodded in confirmation. "How 'bout it, Doll? Five-hundred thousand dollars for a demonstration?"