All Chapters of Auctioned for the Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MuriloI arrived at the nightclub determined to change the course of my life because if there is one thing I am convinced of, it is that I can no longer live only for work and thinking about a person who is completely inaccessible to me.I had no clue to start the search for the mysterious brunette, who had managed to turn my feelings upside down, so it was almost impossible to start a search, even if I got the best investigative professional.So, life goes on, and I couldn't just jump from Bruna, who had acted like a traitor, to the girl at the auction, who I didn't know who she was and had no possibility of finding." It's full of interesting people here. " Aquiles said as we reached the top floor of the club, where the VIP area was. I looked around and soon understood what he was referring to, when I noticed that there were several famous people scattered around, the so-called “celebrities” and since even I recognized some of the names, I was sure that they were well known." Let'

MuriloThe intensity of what was happening was so strong that I quickly came to orgasm, but I pulled away from Lavinia before it happened, because, only at that instant, I realized that I had not used protection and that left me quite shaken.I laid my head on her shoulder, something simple, since Lavinia was about my height, and let out an irritated sigh." We forgot about protection, didn't we? " Lavinia spoke up, and from her tone, I could tell that she also felt bad about that." This has never happened to me before," I said, raising my head to look directly at her."I won't say never, but I can assure you that I always take care of myself.”That didn't make me any calmer, but I admired her sincerity and, carefully, because I knew I had soaked her with my semen, I put my member back in my clothes." You stay here, and I'll get something to clean you up" I volunteered, it was the least I could do."I have some wet wipes in my purse.”I watched her do this process, trying to keep he

Murilo I thought about texting Virginia as soon as I opened my eyes the day after we met at the club, but I controlled myself. It was pretty clear that she was upset to find me in the condition that it had happened, and even though I knew how wrong it was, I was sorry for having sex with Lavinia. Now, however, there was no point in dwelling on what had happened and all that remained was for me to try to find a way for Virginia to forget, or at least, to forgive, what she had ended up seeing in the nightclub.We were not together, at least not yet, something I thought I would correct as soon as possible, and she needed to consider that.With those thoughts running through me, I went to my grandmother's house, as I did ever

VirgíniaEarly Monday morning, I was already in possession of a pregnancy test and could verify if I was pregnant or if this was just the result of all the changes that had happened in my life recently, which ended up interfering with my cycle.But I was not so "lucky" as the test was positive, and I stared for a long time at the object in my hands, thinking about everything that was going to change in my life from that moment on." Won't you have some coffee, daughter? " I heard my mother talking on the other side of my bedroom door, which was closed, as it hardly ever happened." I'm just finishing getting ready, and I'll be right out, Mom! " I spoke loud enough for her to hear, trying to keep my voice at its normal pitch."Let's wait for you, then.”I deduced that my mother had left and went into despair. This was not the time for a pregnancy! I had so many plans, I wanted to study, make my store an absolute success and do so many other things I was planning.How could I have break

MuriloWhen the waiter came to our table, interrupting what Virginia was about to tell me, I was annoyed because what she intended to tell me seemed to be something important.When I realized that she had placed an order and was about to eat during our conversation, which seemed to have a different importance than what I had imagined, I was confused, not being able to understand how she could simply make a meal at that hour, even more so with me watching her and when it was she who had asked to advance our meeting.But when I saw how she picked up the cutlery, seeming to almost lick her lips with such a desire to eat that blessed lasagna, the strangeness increased, and I remembered a scene in the soap opera that Aquiles was watching the night before, very similar to the present moment, where the woman was pregnant and eating uncontrollably.The way Virginia was looking at the lasagna in front of her brought me to the scene and, upon her statement that yes, "something" happened, as she