Sold to the Prince of Dubai

LylaNever in my life had I considered that I would have made it as far as I currently had. Growing up, everyone around me constantly put me down, no matter my achievements. I was either not pretty enough, smart enough, or proper enough to be considered a lady, let alone be taken seriously in the eyes of adults. Especially when it came to my judgmental parents who only wanted to extort me for what I was worth to them. F*cking assholes, both of them.For years, I tried so hard to be good. To be the daughter they wanted and to have that bonding love with my mother that every young girl wishes to have, but of course, that dream quickly died.Now with graduation in sight, I could almost smell the freedom. That is until this morning when my world came crashing down upon me like a glass house destroyed by a stone that no one had a clue who had thrown. "Dude, that's a lot of f*cking money, Lyla."Mentally rolling my eyes, I let a soft groan of irritation escape my throat as I stabbed my for

LylaAs the dim light from the sun outside cast shadows into the room I was in I began to stir. My eyes slowly opened but the feeling of a thousand knives stabbing me in the head reminded me of the drunken stupor I had been in the night before. I had no idea where I'd ended up last night after collapsing, but from what I could tell from my aching back and stiff neck, it wasn't in my bed."Oh, what the f*ck…" I muttered to myself as I slowly sat up. My hand felt around for my phone before landing on a hard surface that I tried to focus on. "Coffee table?"Shit. I had fallen asleep at a weird angle on Sven's sofa and with the littered cans and cups around the area, it was clear that we had one hell of a rager last night. I hated being hungover. I was never graceful about it, nor was I one to be able to feel normal the next day. You'd think I'd learn my lesson during my first year at college, but apparently, I was doomed to repeat mistakes.Looking around for my phone, I spotted it lying

LylaPacing around Sven's house for the next twelve hours wasn't going to be a productive use of my time, so I headed back to my dorm with the hopes of figuring out how to solve the current problems I'm facing. Like what I was going to do about the money I owed to the school.Also, I was embarrassed. I didn't want to face the music that I had done something incredibly stupid and impulsive and put my pictures on a porn website. Even though none of them were explicit, I'd still advertised myself as such, which made it ten times worse in my book.Granted, I'd always admired those able to put themselves out there and be free and confident enough in their own body to sell themselves, but I couldn't. The comfort of my room and books was where I thrived. An introvert who strayed far from anything dangerous or exotic.The moment I stepped into my dorm I shut myself in and collapsed on my bed. Before I left, I'd made Jess promise he would have his phone on him the rest of the day and update me

RashidThe sound of her voice made my balls clench with the desire to please her. Never had a woman made me so eager to fuck her just by the sound of her voice, but this woman. She was driving me over the edge and she didn't even know it. Pushing my chair away from my desk, I leaned back into it imagining seeing her in person. The way her hair would probably cascade over her shoulders. How it would look wrapped within my fist as her back arched and her tight c*nt clenched around my cock as I ravaged her. "Best f*cking purchase ever…" I muttered to myself with a slick smile on my face.I'd sent Zayed away once I'd gotten Lyla to agree to a phone call. Not that I cared if he overheard, but I had a feeling if he did, he would've balked at my negotiations. Shaking my head, I sat back up, clicking out of the chat log and back to Lyla's profile where the countdown for the last hour remained. I was still the only bid on the page, which was a good thing. I didn't need this girl squeezing mo

LylaPrince.That word kept rattling inside of my head."Wow!" Melanie put her hands against the window and looked out onto the busy streets that we passed by. "This place is amazing, Lyla."I nodded vaguely, looking out my window with a sense of dread looming over me.Prince?There was no way. That had to be a nickname, right?Maybe the stewardess was giving me a subtle warning by telling me he acted like the prince whenever he was on board their flights. That had to be it. No way a damn prince bought my virginity online.Wasn't that some kind of scandal waiting to happen?Prince Rashid.Oh my god, it sounded so official.Panic was setting in again, so I pushed down the thoughts and turned to look outside my window to admire the city's beauty along with Melanie. I had to say, the scenery was incredible. Coming down in the jet, I didn't get a chance to look at anything out the window before we landed because I'd been so ex