My family was flat broke, so I sold my virginity to make ends meet.
Everything went down the hole after my dad lost his job. We lost our house,
staying in a shelter, and my dead-end job wasn’t nearly enough.
But there’s a place in Vegas where you can sell your virginity to billionaires.
So out of desperation, I did it. I put myself up for auction.
But I never expected to be bought by someone like Andrew Fire.
Mr. Fire was rich, handsome, and devastatingly charming. Even though he
bought me, it didn’t seem like it at first. He made me feel precious, like I
really meant something to him.
But ultimately, this was a transaction. And falling in love definitely wasn’t part of