Yasmine looked around the hall, everyone in the brothel looked so outgoing. She was scared, Madam Lucia had been there for her since she was in the orphanage, now all she had to do was to repay her back.
A WEEK AGO..
"Yasmin, aunty is dying." Shayne looked at Yasmin trying to hide tears.
"What? How is that possible, she was perfectly fine when I last visit."
"It's not true, aunty has been diagnosed with malignant tumo, she has been hiding it from you " Yasmine felt her head spinning.
"So what happened now,"
*she was rushed to the hospital yesterday, now the doctor is asking for a fortune."
"How much exactly?"
"7 million" Yasmine's heart stopped for a milli second, where would she get that amount in such a small period of time.
"Don't cry again Shayne, I'll get the money and aunty will be fine."
PRESENT....
She had gone to everywhere she knew to but no one could provide even a starter. Even a loan was out of the question.
A friend had directed her here, the people who come into this place on a regular basis are wealthy people who would pay up to 3 million just to fuck a virgin. How obscene.
"Yasmine, why are you just standing there, go join the other girls." She heard the shrill voice of the brothel owner. It was just sex, it wasn't death.
She walked behind the long line, her innocent face clearly distinguishing her from the other ladies with faces like vixens.
When they stepped on stage, she suddenly felt cheap and disgusting, like a commodity, she felt like crying but she knew it was for aunty.
The bidding began, from the first, to the fifth, and then to her.
"Starting price- 500,000"
"She looks so innocent, are you lost cutie?" She suddenly felt like running out of that place but her legs were glued to the floor. All eyes were on her. She heard the first 500 thousand then more bidding and before the host could accept it, a bid came in with 15 million dollars.
"A bid just came in from auctioneer 99, 15 million." She felt her throat dry up, who had this amount of money to pay 15 million for just a woman.
"Going.....and it's gone." She glanced up at the balcony way up and saw a retreating figure.
Wow, how nice.
*****
"Oh my goodness, you made 15 million on your first day, this is so amazing.
Everyone kept gushing over her luck but she felt the opposite, who was the man who paid 15 million.
"I want to see Miss Torres." Her heart dropped and she she turned to the door, there was a fine young man standing there in a suit.
"Miss, here is the card, Platinum hotel, my boss hates waiting."
She collected the card reluctantly, his boss? So it wasn't him.
"Wh-what time?"
"10pm, don't be late."