I Sold My Virginity

My New Home

"Oh I'll miss you sweetheart"

"Sure you will" sarcastically, I said as I handed my last few suitcases to the driver.

"I will baby, I love you" she pulled me in for a hug.

"Love you too" she hugged me back and forced me into the car. She slammed the door shut and I was off to this rich mans house. I still don't even know his name.

"Hi sir" I say to the driver with a small smile.

He looks at me through the rear view mirror and smiles back. "Hello Valentina, how are you doing?"

"I'm ok, how are you?"

"I'm alright"

"Good, how's the wife?" I ask.

He looks at me confused. "How did you know I was married?"

"I see your ring"

He chuckles and answers. "She's good. Tired but good."

"And how's the new baby?" I ask kindly.

He looks at me again. "Now how did you know I have a new child"

"You just look really tired, also so I just thought..."

"Can you guess the name of my wife?" He challenged.

"Bet you a hundred dollars I can" I said confidently taking that offer.

"You're on" He confirmed the deal.

"What's your name?" I already knew but I wanted him to think I didn't know anything about him.

"Nate" 

"Nate" I repeated. "Nate..." I thought for a second. "You... would marry a woman with the name of... Jessica" He stared at me while we were at a red light. "Am I wrong?" I smirked.

"No" he laughed. "Wow, now it'd be crazy if you new the name of my child"

"Can I guess and say Emilia?"

"Are you serious?" He yelled happily and started driving again. "That's... my child's name, a baby girl"

I smiled. "Congratulations, Nate"

"Thank you" he sighed happily. "I have to tell my wife about you, oh I owe you" he pulled out his wallet. 

"No I couldn't take your money. I'm about to be rich enough" I looked down. Plus I saw a grocery list from his wife to him on the floor of the car right next to my foot. She wrote him a sweet note on it.

"You're not happy doing this"

"Honestly no, it doesn't comfort me knowing I'm having sex with a guy I don't even know"

"This was your mothers choice, wasn't it?" I nodded. "I could tell by the way your mother was so pushy"

"She's... not the most loved woman"

"I'm guessing that's not something you both have in common"

We pulled up to a huge mansion and Nate hopped out opening the car door for me. "He lives here?" I asked astounded as I looked at the large tan brick house. 

"Well Mr. Maxwell is a multi-billionaire"

"Really?" I didn't know he was that rich. "What does he do?"

Nate chuckled as he got my bags out the truck. "Like I can tell you"

"I tried" I shrugged. Why can't he tell me though? Maybe the man wants to do it himself. 

"His name is Joshua Maxwell by the way" Nate said as he guided me inside and I was greeted by a bunch of people. All of them were people that cooked, cleaned, and tended to the land that was attached to this expensive house.

Mr. Maxwell was standing by the steps with his hands behind his back.

"Nate take her things to my room, Nessie will put them away" his smooth voice said.

"Yes sir" Nate took my stuff and scurried up the stairs while the other people scattered into other parts of the house.

"Valentina if you would come with me" he reached for my hand and I kindly slipped mine into his. He guided me into another room which looked like an office and told me to sit down. I sat in the comfy chair across from the desk and played with my hands.

I don't know why I'm so nervous around him, I'm not like this around Nate. Probably because I'm not going to have sex with Nate.

Three people walked into the room and stood behind me. I turned around to look at them then Mr. Maxwell called me.

I looked at him and he began talking. "This is your hair stylist, your chef and your clothes designer" 

I looked at them quickly, not getting a good glance at what they looked like because I didn't want to be weird and stare.

"I don't need them" I said quietly and shook my head.

"Go wait outside" he told them. When they left he leaned over his desk and looked at me so deeply. "Valentina, this is in the contract"

"I know it's in the contract but you don't need to spend any more money paying people what I already know how to do" I chuckled. When I saw he wasn't amused I looked down.

He sighed. "I will not take no for an answer" he took a pen and started writing stuff down.

I sighed. I asked him one question that was burning a whole in my mind. "So... when are we gonna do it"

"Do what?" He asked not looking up.

"Um..." Does he really not know what I'm trying to say. "The thing that your paying for?" I said more of a question than a statement.

"When you are ready"

"When will I be ready?"

"When I say you are, that's why you're living with me" he looked at me but I looked away. "I don't like that"

"What?" I ask nervously.

"When you look away from me"

"I don't like when you look at me" I tilted my head. He licked his lips. "I love looking at you" I froze. "Come on" he smirked and stood up. "I'll show you to your room"

I stood up and followed him up the stairs.

We walked down the hall past lots of rooms then he stopped at one suddenly and I ran into him. "Sorry" I looked down at the door knob. He opened the door and walked inside.

"Oh my goodness" I gasped at the beautiful room. I walked to the window pulling the silk curtains apart and looking out of it. He has a huge pool and an even bigger backyard. The sun was setting and it made everything glow. "You have money for this, like to live here all the time?" I turned around and asked him.

He chuckled. "Well yes" I walked around and ran my hand over everything. "You act like you've never been in a mansion before"

"I haven't" I picked up a picture of a woman standing next to Mr. Maxwell, he had a serious face while she was give a huge smile.

"Valentina you should really listen" he said while taking the picture from me and placing it back on the bedside table.

"What did you say?"

"Why don't you change out of that dress? I'll leave you" he let go of my hands and walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

I dragged my suitcase into the bathroom and got ready for a shower and the whole time I'm thinking, this can't be real, it can't be happening.