Billionaire's Bid: Love Beyond Price

—The room was small, cramped, and smelled of illness. Mia sat by her mother's bedside, her hand clutching the older woman's frail fingers. Her mother's eyes were closed, and her breathing was shallow. Mia knew what it meant. The doctor had given them a week, at most."Mom," Mia whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I'll find a way. I'll get the money. You'll be okay."Her mother's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at her daughter. "Mia, my dear," she said weakly. "Don't do anything foolish. I don't want you to get hurt.""I won't, Mom," Mia reassured her. "I'll find a way. I promise."Her mother's hand trembled in hers. "Mia, you're all I have left. Don't risk your life for me.""I won't, Mom," Mia repeated, her voice firm. "I'll be back soon. I love you."With a heavy heart, Mia left the room. She knew what she had to do. She had heard of the bidding bar, where wealthy men paid exorbitant amounts for a night of pleasure. It was a place she had never imagined visiting, but de

—Mia's POVThe bidding bar was a cacophony of voices, each one louder than the last. Men, young and old, raised their bids, their eyes ravenous. The numbers climbed higher and higher, each one a testament to the desperation of my situation.In the sea of faces, one stood out - an elderly man with a predatory smile. Every time his hand raised, my heart sank a little deeper. I couldn't bear the thought of leaving with him. I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer to anyone who was listening.Then, a voice cut through the chaos, clear and unmistakably female. "Two million dollars."The room fell silent. All eyes turned to the source of the voice, a young woman sitting at a table near the back. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes were fixed on me.The auctioneer hesitated for a moment, then spoke up. "Two million dollars, going once... going twice..."I held my breath, hardly daring to believe what was happening. The old man had dropped out of the bidding, but this woman was

—Alessandra could feel the tension in the room and decided to break the silence. "What do you want to wear to sleep in?" she asked Mia. "T-shirt and shorts," Mia replied. Alessandra got a t-shirt and shorts and gave them to Mia. "Here, I'll just take a shower," she said as she headed to the bathroom.After a few minutes, Alessandra emerged from the bathroom with wet hair, looking even more stunning than before. Mia couldn't help but stare for a second. Alessandra caught her gaze and smiled."Do you prefer to sleep alone?" Mia asked.Alessandra shook her head. "No, I prefer not to sleep alone," she said with a chuckle.Mia laughed too and said, "So the big bad CEO is afraid of the dark, huh?"As they got into bed, there was a lot of distance between them. Alessandra suddenly grabbed Mia and pulled her closer. "Here, come closer," she said, back hugging Mia. "Don't worry, nothing will happen tonight.Mia felt Alessandra's warm breath on her neck and her heart started racing. She co

—The mansion of Alessandra was filled with an eerie silence, a stark contrast to the bustling activity that usually enveloped it. Mia found herself standing in the grand hallway, her eyes taking in the opulence of the surroundings. She missed the simplicity of her home, the warm embrace of her parents. Alessandra and her brother shared a bond that was evident in their every interaction, a bond Mia craved with her own family.Alessandra had left earlier in the day with her brother, leaving Mia alone in the mansion with Monica, Alessandra's assistant. Monica had taken Mia shopping, helping her pick out clothes and other essentials. But the emptiness inside Mia was a void that no amount of shopping could fill.After returning from shopping, Mia retreated to her room, her mind filled with thoughts of her mother. Her phone rang, displaying her father's name on the screen. She answered, her voice trembling as she explained her situation. She was staying with a friend who ran a company and

—Alessandra sat in the grand living room, her mind lost in thought. The unplanned dinner with Mia had been a pleasant surprise, a break from her usual routine. She was about to retire to her room when her phone rang, breaking her reverie. The caller ID displayed a name that made her heart skip a beat - Emily.As Alessandra answered the call, Mia, who was clearing the dinner table, couldn't help but overhear the conversation. The name Emily sounded familiar. She had heard it before when Alessandra was talking to her brother. Alessandra's voice was cold, her words curt. The conversation ended abruptly, leaving a tense silence in its wake.The rest of the evening passed in silence. Both women retreated to their rooms, their minds filled with thoughts left unspoken.The next morning, Monica, Alessandra's assistant, was waiting for Mia in the living room. "Alessandra asked me to take you shopping again," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "She thinks you might be bored at the man