ArthurI arrived at my nightclub that night feeling somewhat discouraged, and I decided that I urgently needed some s*x as it had been weeks since I had been with any woman, and I had reached my limit.After Ethan confessed his feelings to Mariana in front of me and others, I was certain that he was being sincere. He wouldn't have done it for any other reason. After all, it wasn't necessary, and I knew my business partner well enough to confirm the love he claimed to feel.Therefore, I concluded that I have no chance with Mariana and that nothing will change that. It's better for me to move on, forget about Gisele, and try to rebuild my life.Bruna might have served as a lover for a while, considering that I don't want to establish a romantic or serious relationship with anyone at the moment. But I would be crazy to get involved with a snake like her, and upon reflection, it's better that way.A woman like Bruna is extremely dangerous and can cause significant problems for me at any m
Two years later...I was feeling too shaken after the test result, and I wasn't even sure if I could drive in such a disturbed state. I seriously considered leaving my car in the clinic's parking lot and taking a taxi home. I wouldn't even need to explain anything to anyone since my aunt was at the country house with Ethan's parents and brother, while Ethan himself had left last night for important matters in Curitiba and wouldn't be back until the next day.I reflected deeply, sitting inside the car, my head resting on the steering wheel, unable to make any decisions at that moment, no matter how simple. I have no idea how long I stayed there in that same position when someone tapped on the car window, catching my attention."Ethan!?" I asked, truly incredulous."Open the car, Mariana," he requested, gesturing intensely and seeming a bit agitated.I complied and unlocked the car, and quickly he was sitting beside me inside the vehicle, and I would say he looked like a man in despair.
Dear readers, you will learn the story of another virginity auction now, and also a little more about how the story of "Bruna and Arthur" continued. Sarah I was stunned by the scene unfolding in the grand boardroom of Mitchell & Associates. It was unbelievable, almost surreal, to face the harsh reality of our impending bankruptcy. How could this have happened? A whirlwind of anguish and despair churned inside me, but I fought to maintain a stoic expression, a skill I had cultivated since childhood. However, my twin sister did not share the same self-control. She repeated the question vehemently to the lawyer who had been our father's representative for decades. Her voice echoed through the room, reflecting the disbelief that consumed us, while her expression contorted in a mix of anger and despair. The response we received, however, was as monotonous as it was devastating, hammering relentlessly on our already shattered hearts. "As I mentioned just a few minutes ago, during the rea
SarahAfter a few days, reality truly hit us as the deadline to leave our house approached, and we had no idea what to do. I couldn't believe how selfish our own father had been in spending our entire inheritance on his vices.We discovered that our father, Patrick Mitchell, was addicted to gambling and had been losing a lot of money for years. He would take out loans and renew them, until it reached the point where he had to sell the company to pay off debts to dangerous people who were threatening him."I can't accept this at all. It's absurd that we have to leave our home because of our father's stupidity," Rachel spoke loudly during one of our last breakfasts in our old house."You can't talk about our father like that, Rachel. He's dead.""I can, and I am. How did he manage to lose millions in gambling debts?""There were also some business ventures that went wrong...""That just makes it worse! An experienced man shouldn't fall for the schemes of opportunists. And look where we
SarahAfter trying in every way to convince Rachel to give up this crazy idea, I finally gave in, because I would rather be by her side in this insanity and try to bring some sense to the most important person in my life.“I want you to explain to me how this auction works.”At that moment, I thought the best thing to do was to follow the saying "If you can't beat them, join them."“Shirley's friend participated, as I told you. After I register, I will be up for auction for twenty-four hours and after that period, whoever has offered the highest bid will be the winner and will take the extraordinary prize, this being my virginity.”“I am shocked to see how calmly you talk about this.”I was truly surprised by my sister's determination to lose her virginity to a stranger, for money, just to try to maintain a lifestyle that no longer belonged to us and she didn't want to accept this reality.And although I agreed with Rachel's crazy idea, I honestly didn't believe it would come true. I
SarahRachel was missing all day, and I ended up doing the entire move to our new address by myself. We couldn't bring furniture, only our personal belongings, but there was a lot to gather, both mine and my sister's, and it was quite difficult.I rented a simple apartment in a popular neighborhood, but I knew we couldn't stay there for long if we didn't manage to find a job soon. I'm fearful about what my sister intends to do and hoping she gives up on this madness.I was worried because the last time I heard from her was on Sunday night when she sent a message saying she would hang out with her friend Shirley to try and forget about our problems a little, so she wouldn't be able to help me with the move.When Rachel finally showed up the next day, my concern only grew because she brought an additional problem into our lives. It was something really serious, and it shook my emotional stability, something that not even the recent "poverty" had achieved."What do you mean you lost your
SarahOn the day to deliver the item won in the online auction from the underground app, I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I thought about letting my sister face the consequences of her insane actions, maybe then she would finally learn the lesson and avoid getting into trouble again.Rachel was sitting on the couch in the apartment we rented, as I had decided that we would only move to our own place once everything was resolved. Seeing her in tears, I went to my room to get ready, making it clear that we could only proceed once everything was sorted out. I couldn't resist looking at my sister crying, ready to meet a man who expected something from her, something she could no longer offer."I will go in your place," I said, gathering my courage.As soon as
KaelWe are now on the main deck of my yacht, the Mary-Mary after I instructed a maid to take Rachel to the lower deck, where there was a romantically set table. It was a trap to deceive that shallow girl, creating false hopes, but there was no planned romance for that night.I wasn't in a hurry to execute my plan. While I conversed with my rebellious assistant, comfortably seated on a luxurious couch, enjoying the background music and savoring a good whiskey, Rachel was out there, probably thinking and fearing what was to come.Upon further thought, she was indeed self-interested and perhaps only concerned about the money she would receive. However, she had nothing else to offer, and I made sure of that as well.“She doesn't know she fell into a trap created by you, from losing everything she had to the invention of this fake auction app you had created, all with the intention of having her at your complete disposal, to humiliate her.”“I don't understand how I can be blamed for Patr