The Billionaire's Curvy Virgin Maid

~Mia~

I sat in front of the mirror, my eyes were shut as the makeup brush skimmed over my eyelids. The music from the bar could be slightly heard in the dressing room I was in, and even though it was my favorite song, I dared not move.

My Aunt Alexa was doing my makeup which was pretty strange and surprising. Not only the fact that she was doing my makeup, but that I needed makeup tonight was confusing.

My Aunt Alexa was never this nice to me.

"Oh God, I can't wait to finish this makeover! Their heads will turn tonight!" She squealed with excitement, causing me to furrow my brows.

'Their heads? Whose heads?' I wondered, but I couldn't say a word, or I was going to get hit, like always.

Since my parents died in a car accident when I was seven, I have lived with Aunt Alexa since then. And I must confess that it wasn't the peaceful life I pictured or always wanted.

I was bullied and maltreated by her and her children, my cousins. I never did anything right in their sights. In fact, I had to work very hard before I could eat once a day.

When I turned ten, I began to work in this clubhouse owned by my Aunt. I would clean, wash and even cook when necessary. However, it has always been like this and I've gotten pretty used to it.

But today... Today, my Aunt is giving me the attention I hadn't gotten in years. She bought me a beautiful mini, red dress and now, she's doing my makeup?

Something is wrong somewhere. 'Why are you being so nice to me, Aunt Alexa?' I thought, and suddenly, there was a smack on my shoulders.

"Great! Now, open your eyes." She whispered next to my ear and I slowly opened my eyes.

I slowly lifted my eyebrows in astonishment as I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked extremely beautiful. More than I had ever been. This made me excited, but beneath that excitement was confusion.

'Why all this all of a sudden?'

"Aunt Alexa, why am I dressed so beautifully?" I asked, slightly tilting my head to the side to look at her face.

"Because... Today, you are finally going to repay all my good deeds." She responded with a large grin, but I was still very confused.

"Repay? But... I don't have any money." I muttered and she scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Listen to me, Mia. You are now twenty years old, and I can't keep looking after you forever. You have to remember you are not my daughter and I have my children to take care of." She uttered, and I gulped painfully, nodding in agreement.

"Yes."

"Great." She moved her hands to my cleavages which were protruding out from the neckline of my gown and ran her finger on them. "I have groomed you into a beautiful, sexy lady." She whispered, leaning closer and looking at me through the mirror again.

"All these assets you have are going to fetch me some good money. Now, we have to get out there. Get up." She commanded, and I hastily did as I was told.

"Aunt... Alexa, I don't understand." I stuttered, pulling the hem of my gown down so it would cover more of my skin. My hips were so huge in them that they barely covered my backside.

"Mia, please! You're beginning to annoy me! You'll figure it out yourself sooner or later!" She smacked, and I hastily nodded, swallowing hard again.

She headed out of the dressing room and I followed behind her. Getting out, I saw other ladies, in different sizes, all dressed up like I was.

Ladies were often dressed up like this on special occasions. And one of them was 'The Auction.'

I shook my head and let out a faint smile. 'It's impossible. My Aunt would never sell me.' I thought, shaking the thoughts off.

"Ladies, come closer!" Aunt Alexa announced from the door that led to the bar. The other ladies rushed to the door, but I remained where I was.

I believed she wasn't talking to me until I saw her shoot me a deadly look.

"C'mon, Mia! Don't fucking waste my time!" She shouted, and immediately I found my way to the door, struggling to walk properly in the outrageous heels she got for me.

"Now, listen ladies. This is a very important night for the clubhouse and you. You are going to go up there and give them your all, okay?! The lady that brings home the highest bid is definitely getting a special package from me." She uttered, and all the girls happily muttered things to each other, chuckling and adjusting themselves in their exposing dresses.

But I was left in uttermost dismay. Reality dawned on me. 'My aunt is going to sell me to those filthy men that use women!"

"Flaunt those titties and asses, girls! Tonight is your night!"

"Yess!" They all yelled in unison.

I blinked severally and even raised my hand, trying to get Aunt Alexa's attention, but she just ignored me and walked into the bar.

My heart began to thump against my chest and I looked around me, hoping someone was going to save me, but there was no one. I was alone. Like I had always been.

While I stood, speechless and scared in front of the door, I heard my Aunt's voice from inside the bar.

"Good evening gentlemen! Tonight is the night we've all been waiting for! It's another season of The Auction!" She screamed in excitement, and I could hear the cheering from the audience.

'What if I'm sold off to a man that will maltreat me? Or even kill me?!' Sweat oozed out of my pores as I thought about every terrible thing that could happen to me.

"Without wasting any more time, let's get down to business! I present to you, the ladies of the night!" She yelled, and another round of applause followed her words.

The ladies in front of me began to walk into the bar, and in no time, they were all gone, leaving me behind the door. My hands and legs shivered in fear. I had never been in the spotlight, ever before.

'How am I supposed to act?'

All of a sudden, my Aunt appeared again. "Oh, Mia! Don't ruin my mood tonight. I believe you will bring in the highest bid, trust me. I mean, look at that body." She uttered softly. "Now, get out there." She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bar.

She let go of me and stood behind me, signaling to me to go up the stage, where the spotlight was. My legs quivered at every step I took. My head remained lowered as I got on the stage and stood next to the other girls.

The spotlights were so bright that I couldn't see those seated behind them.

"So, the number one girl of the night! Rita!" My aunt announced, and a slim, beautiful lady moved out from the straight line where we waited.

She walked from one end of the stage to the other end, smiling widely. I couldn't help but wonder how they could be so comfortable and happy doing this. I just wanted to run away as fast as I could.

"Rita's opening bid is $7,000!" Aunt Alexa announced.

"$7000!" A voice from behind the spotlight yelled and I raised my head out of curiosity. Another spotlight was put on this man, and from looking at him, he seemed like a gentle businessman, dressed in a black suit.

'No gentleman will come to places like this.' I told myself, slightly lowering my head again.

"$7,000 going! One! Two! And sold! She is sold to the handsome man in black." My Aunt announced happily and the lady walked down the stage, approaching her buyer.

The line rapidly reduced as the bidding went as fast as possible. I was the last on the line and as it got closer to my turn, it was as if the ground was going to open up and swallow me.

After a while, I was finally left on the stage with my Aunt.

"Now, for the real deal of tonight! Mia! A perfect curvy, virgin girl you can ever find! Innocent and cute! $50,000 is Mia's opening bid..."

'What?! Why would anyone buy me for such an amount?' I thought in disbelief.

"$51,000!" A voice yelled from the audience and my eyes popped wide open. With my heart racing in my chest, I raised my head to look at who had spoken.

"$55,000!" Another man yelled, also standing up.

"$55,000! Going, one..."

"$70,000!"

"What?! $70,000?! That is incredible!" Aunt Alexa yelled in shock, and when the spotlight came on this man, I was terrified by his look. He was hefty and had tattoos all over him. He was no doubt a Mafia boss.

"$70,000! Going..."

"$100,000!"

"What the hell?" I muttered in shock. Aunt Alexa looked at me with shock on her face and it seemed like everyone was also in shock.

The spotlight came on him and our eyes met. For the first time, someone looked at me like he wasn't ready to rip my clothes off my body. He looked very tall and wore a vintage shirt and pants. He seemed like another gentleman.

"$100,000! Going, one! Two! And Sold to that gentleman over there!" Aunt Alexa announced enthusiastically. "What's your name, sir?!"

"Ethan. Ethan Cross."

Even though there was chaos in the room, I couldn't seem to take my eyes off my new owner, and it seemed mutual to him too.

'Why did you buy me with such an outrageous amount, Mr Ethan? What kind of life am I stepping into?'

~Mia~

I rushed down the stage, following behind Aunt Alexa keenly. "Please Aunt, don't sell me off. I promise to pay you back for everything." I cried behind her, and she took an abrupt turn, looking at me with a straight face.

"You have paid back already. Didn't you hear that man? $100,000! I can manage that." She responded, letting out a grin.

"But... but, I don't know this man. What if he's not a good man? What if he ends up..."

"I do not care! You'll have to take care of yourself, Mia! You are an adult. Listen, you need to act cool when we meet him. Don't you dare act like you are forced to do this, okay?!" She smacked angrily, and I gulped hard.

Tears rolled down my cheeks and I hastily ran the back of my hand across my face, completely forgetting that I had makeup on.

"Finally, we are getting rid of her. Argh! I can't believe I dreamt of this day!" Tasha, my cousin spat, walking towards us and standing akimbo next to her mother, Aunt Alexa.

"What about her bags?" Aunt Alexa asked her.

"Outside. Ryan left them there." She responded, shooting another disgusted look at me.

"Great. Mr Cross is waiting outside too. Come on, Mia." She said to me, leading the way.

I ignored Tasha and just followed behind Aunt Alexa. I was more worried about who my buyer was than anything.

As we got out to the parking lot, I saw Ryan, my other cousin, walking towards us. He bit his lower lip as his eyes trailed over my body.

"Can't believe that man is going to have a taste of you first." He muttered, and Aunt Alexa hit him hard on his head.

"Get out of here, Ryan!"

I clenched my jaws and looked up to see Mr Cross waiting by his car, and next to him stood another man I didn't see when we were in the bar.

Getting to where they stood, Aunt Alexa moved even closer, while I kept a reasonable distance away from her, keeping my head lowered in fear.

"Mr Cross, once again, thank you. I don't know how to express my gratitude. You finding Mia worthy of that amount is alarming. My secretary confirmed your payment." Aunt Alexa uttered, grabbing me by the wrist and pulling me closer to her.

"Hi, Mia." I heard his deep and resonant voice again, and I slowly raised my head to look at him. He and the man that stood next to him kept their gazes on me.

"H...hi." I stuttered, trying to force on a smile, but I just couldn't. Tears kept prickling the corner of my eyes.

Aunt Alexa pointed to the luggage not too far from his car. "Her bag is..."

"She wouldn't be needing that." Mr Cross cut her off, and I turned to look at Aunt Alexa.

"Oh... okay. I'll just take it back then. I expect to see you at our next auction..."

"That won't be happening, Mrs Alexa. We'll be on our way now." The man who stood next to Mr Cross answered as he walked to the other side of the car.

"Get in." Mr Cross said to me, and I nodded obediently, staring at Aunt Alexa. I knew the deal was sealed and there was no going back from here, but what I couldn't believe was that she was so happy and comfortable selling me off.

I got into the back seat and settled in. I kept to one side of the seat and placed my hands on my thighs. I looked out of the window and watched Aunt Alexa and the clubhouse vanish from sight.

I gulped hard and looked up and that was when I noticed Mr Cross staring at me through the rear mirror.

"Hello, Mia. So, I haven't introduced myself to you. My name is John and I'm Ethan's best friend." The other man in front said, turning to look at me.

He stretched out his hand in a handshake and I let out my hand too. "Hi, Mr John. My name is Mia." I responded, unsure of the right response.

"You are a very beautiful lady, Mia." He added, and to my greatest surprise, he raised my hand to his lips and planted a kiss on my hand. My brows lifted in shock and I looked into the rare mirror to see Mr Ethan staring at me again.

"John, let her be. You're scaring her." He said, and Mr John carefully let go of my hand.

"Scaring her? Did she tell you that?" He scoffed, shaking his head.

I breathed out softly and lowered my head again. I wasn't sure how to feel about everything that was happening.

"Don't be scared, Mia. I'm not going to hurt you." I heard Mr Ethan say, and for some reason, I believed him.

Maybe it was because of how soft his gazes were, or the calmness in his voice.

"Thank you, Mr Cross," I responded with a faint smile.

"It's Ethan. Just Ethan is fine." He replied, looking into the rear mirror again. I nodded shyly and just then, I heard Mr John laugh.

"Just Ethan is fine." He mocked with a laugh. "I knew you'd say that."

"Shut up, John. Act mature for once, okay?" Mr Cross responded.

"Keep your eyes on the road and I'll keep mine on this beautiful Diva." Mr John uttered, turning to look at me. He had a large, funny grin on his face as he stared intensely at me and this made me grin widely.

Even though I had yet to know either of them, Mr John seemed like a fun person to be with.

"Mia, just ignore him, okay? That's what I have to deal with every day." Mr Cross uttered, and I chuckled softly and nodded.

After a short while, we stopped in front of a huge mansion which happened to be Mr John's. He alighted and bade us goodnight.

After a few minutes, the car stopped again in front of a very huge mansion and my jaw dropped at its magnificence.

Even though I had the idea that Mr Cross was going to be a rich man, I never expected his house to be so grand. It was one of the biggest houses I had ever seen. It was way bigger compared to Mr John's.

"Here we are." Mr Cross uttered, turning off the car engine. I kept my gaze on the house as I got out of the car. I felt his gaze on him and I quickly tried to hide my awe.

"Come on in." He said, leading the way. I followed behind him, still struggling to walk properly in my four-inch heels. Getting to the porch, I carefully lifted my legs so I wouldn't fall, and then I saw his hand in front of me.

"Let me help you." He uttered, and I nodded, holding onto his hand.

"Thank you, Mr Cross," I answered as I walked up the porch.

"Ethan. Ethan." He reminded me, and I nodded in obedience.

As we got into the house, I was wowed again. It was extremely beautiful and warm, regardless of its largeness.

"You should get out of those first." He said, pointing to my heels before walking away.

"Yes."

I pulled off my shoes, still feeding my eyes with the beauty of his home when he came back with a flip-flop.

"Here. You can wear this. They're mine, so they are pretty big." He dropped them in front of me, and when I put them on, they were truly bigger than my feet.

I mean, what was I expecting? He was way taller and bigger than I was.

"Better?" He asked, and I raised my head to look at him. I let out a smile and nodded.

"Much better."

"Great. C'mon, let me show you around while you tell me more about yourself." He uttered, walking to a door on our right.

"This is the kitchen." He uttered, and I nodded. As I had expected, it was very huge and equipped.

"Tell me, Mia. What is your relationship with Mrs Alexa?" He asked as he headed to the stairs.

"She's my Aunt," I responded, and his eyes widened as he turned to look at me.

"Your Aunt?"

"Yes. My father's sister. She took me in when my parents died."

"Woah. I can't believe an Aunt would ever sell her niece off like that. That's so unbelievable." He responded while I was struggling to pull my gown down behind him.

Climbing the stairs made my gown shift up to my ass and this was pretty embarrassing for me. I couldn't let him see me like that.

"Are you alright?" He asked, and when I raised my head, I realized he was looking at me.

"Oh... yes. Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, Mr Cross." I muttered, letting go of my gown.

"You can pick any of these rooms. They are all empty." He continued, pointing to the rooms on our left and right.

"Okay, Sir."

"Tell me everything I need to know about you." He said as we continued the tour.

"Errmm... there's not much to say. I've lived a pretty boring life. I've worked hard since I lost my parents. Things were never good with Aunt Alexa and her children." I further narrated, and in no time, we were in the backyard, and there was a pool.

'He has a pool!'

"This is the pool, obviously. You can come here anytime you want." He responded, turning to look at me.

"I can?" I asked in surprise.

"Well, it's too big for only me. Come here." He said, walking to the chairs next to the pool. He sat on one and pointed to the other next to him. "Have a seat."

With my hands folded in front of me, I walked to the chair and sat upright.

"How old are you, Mia?" He asked, reaching for something in his chest pocket and it happened to be a cigar. I raised my brows in surprise because I didn't think he was a smoker.

While he reached into his pants, he looked at me and that was when he realized. "Oh... you don't mind. Do you?" He asked, and I shook my head.

"No, I don't. Aunt Alexa does it a lot too." I responded, and he nodded and pulled out his lighter. "I am twenty years old," I added.

"What?" He managed to speak with the cigar in his mouth. And in some kind of way, this made him hotter. "Wow. You look so mature to be twenty. I mean, you're very beautiful. I wanted to tell you that first, but John is just an asshole."

I chuckled softly and lowered my head.

"Thank you, Mr Cross."

"Ethan, Mia. Just Ethan." He sighed deeply.

"Ethan," I responded even though his name without a title felt heavy in my mouth. He owns me now.

~Mia~

He took a puff and nodded before looking at me again. "What can you do, Mia?" He asked.

"I do basically anything. I can clean and cook pretty well. I used to do this at the clubhouse and my Aunt's house. Chores don't scare me." I responded, and he nodded.

"Great. I guess it's settled then. You'll take care of the house, cook, and do all necessary things and I'll pay you at the end of the month." He uttered, pressing the end of his cigar on the ashtray on the mini table that separated our chairs.

"You'll pay me?" I asked in awe, and he nodded.

"Of course, I would. I wouldn't let you work for free."

"But... but you bought me already. Why did you buy me if you would still pay me for what I'll do?" I asked in confusion, and he let out a deep breath.

"Listen, Mia. I don't see you as some commodity or asset, I see you as a human. I paid that money because I was scared you would fall into the wrong hands. You seemed so innocent and scared when you were up there, I couldn't take any chances." He explained, and I gulped hard and nodded.

"Thank you so much, Mr Cross. I don't know how to thank you." I responded, and he shook his head.

"You don't have to." He responded, and an awkward silence set in after.

It all seemed too good to be true. 'What if he is just trying to make me comfortable so he can get access to my body? No man that visits my Aunt's bar is this gentle. What else does he have in mind?'

This fear haunted me regardless of how nice he was to me. I couldn't just shake off the feeling that he wanted more than he told me.

'What do you really want, Mr Cross?' I thought.

"I bet you're tired now. You should rest now. It's been a long day." He uttered, standing up and I followed suit.

He made his way into the house again and I followed behind him.

"So, which of these rooms are you picking?" He asked, taking a halt and burying his hands inside his pockets.

"I'll take the first one, sir." I pointed to the first room in the hallway.

"Great. Check it out. I believe it has everything you'd need for tonight." He responded, and I took slow steps forward, pulling the hem of my gown again.

I looked back at him and I saw his gaze was fixed on me. Opening the door, I saw the most beautifully arranged room ever. It was painted white and almost everything in the room was in white and ash.

Still lost in the beauty and serenity of the room, I heard his voice close to my ears.

"You like this one?" He asked, causing me to slightly jolt. I looked at him from above my shoulder and realized he was just a few inches away from me.

"Yes, I do. Thank you, sir."

"Great. I guess that will be all for tonight." He responded, turning to leave. But then, he abruptly stopped and looked at me again. "Have you eaten? I can order something."

"No, it's fine. I'm not hungry. Are you hungry? I can prepare..."

"No, I'm full too." He answered, and I nodded.

"My room is at the end of the hallway if you need anything. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Sir," I answered as I watched him majestically walk down the hallway.

I breathed out deeply and walked into the room, shutting the door, I rested my back on it. My eyes scanned the room again.

It was like a dream. Having my room, bathroom, mirror?! It was a fucking dream!

I ran toward the bed and jumped on it, landing on my back. Just like I expected, it felt so comfortable. I smiled widely and sat up, relieving the event of the night again.

I never thought I'd laugh and smile this hard when I was asked to go on that stage, dressed like a prostitute. I bet my Aunt also had no idea that she was selling me off to a nice man, who would treat me so nicely like she never did.

But...

'What if Mr Cross wants more? It's impossible to believe that he's doing all this because he's a nice person.' He didn't look at me with lustful eyes for once. That has never happened before.

All men look at me like they want to get In between my legs.

'Or maybe he believes I know why I'm here and I should make the first move. What else would he want from me if not my body?' I thought, raising my brows.

'That must be it. He wants me to make the first move. If I do it, maybe he'll become even nicer to me.'

I sprang to my feet and headed towards the full mirror. I stood in front of it and looked at my body. Right there, I could see why men always looked at me twice everywhere I went.

My curves were very evident and sometimes, I wished they weren't like that. I pulled my gown over my head and packed my black curly hair in a rough bun.

I removed my underwear and headed into the bathroom. I couldn't wait to wash all the makeup off my face once and for all.

After bathing, I found some new towels in the drawer. I wrapped myself with one and used another to dry my hair. The towel was so small that it stopped right underneath my ass.

But I believed that was good. 'If I want to make the first move, then I need to give it my all.' I thought, nodding in agreement with my thoughts.

Once my hair was fully dry, I headed out of my room and walked down the hallway to his room. My heart was beating rapidly against my chest but I kept going.

I was determined to do anything that would make him happy and to repay his kindness.

I got to the end of the hallway and I easily figured out which was his room because I could hear solemn music from the back of his door.

I let out a deep sigh and lifted my hand to knock, but just before I could hit his door, the door opened, catching me off guard. He was wearing only shorts and that was when I noticed he had tattoos on his chest and arms.

"Mia." "Mr Cross." We called at the same time. His gaze fell on my body and I saw his brows furrow.

"What... what do you need?" He asked, and without hesitation, I loosened my towel and made it slip off my body.

I slowly raised my head to look at his face and finally, I saw that familiar look. The thirsty one. He seemed shocked and speechless as his gaze locked with mine.

"Is this what you what, sir?" I asked softly, keeping my stare locked with us.

"Fuck, Mia. Why would you think that?" He uttered in a low tone and completely looked away. He grabbed his head in his hands and tightened his jaws. "This isn't why I brought you here." He added, still looking away.

"But..."

"Pick up the towel, Mia." He butted in, and I nodded obediently, reaching for it. He seemed angry and this made me sad. I didn't mean to piss him off, I just thought I was doing the right thing.

Tears heated my eyes as I covered my body with the towel, feeling embarrassed and disgusted at myself.

His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he swallowed and let out a loud sigh.

"Mia, I am not like the other men that come to your Aunt's club. In fact, tonight was my first time there. I knew nothing about the Auction until it started." He uttered, finally looking at me.

"I told you that I don't see you as a commodity to be used. You are human and you have your feelings too. You don't have to do this. This isn't what I want." He added, and I broke into tears.

"I'm sorry." I shook my head in regret. "I thought you wanted me to make the first move."

"No, I don't want any of that. Please stop crying, okay?" He responded, and I nodded, cleaning my tears with my hand.

"Please don't do that again, Mia." He added softly.

"I won't," I mumbled as I kept my head lowered in shame.

"Go back to your room." He said, and as if I waited for him to say that, I ran as fast as I could to my room. I slammed the door shut behind me, breathing very hard.

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.

'What was I thinking?'