Highest Bidder (Part Three)

One night. How bad could it be?

One night with Devin Adler—beautifully chiseled wolf of Wall Street, handsome enough to melt off a woman’s panties. He would take my virginity, I’d go home a hundred grand richer.

It couldn’t be that simple, could it? I couldn’t just auction off my innocence to a billionaire who wanted to use me as his plaything, and escape unscathed.

But somehow I convinced myself that I’d gotten away with it, that things really could work out. Even after Devin Adler branded me with his fire, even after I knew what it meant to scream his name again and again, even after I’d lain in his arms feeling safer and warmer than I’d ever felt. I started to think that all of this was real, and that I would never pay for my sins.

Until it all came crumbling down.

Turns out the problem wasn’t selling my virginity for a quick buck.

Turns out the real problem was everything that came after…