Chapter 1

• “Magdalena, please come to your lordship's room to receive your payment.”
• I stretch my legs lazily on the double bed and leave the book on it. I put on a robe and slip on flip-flops before heading downstairs.
• Last night had been exhausting. Five mega-millionaire men competed for the chance to spend the night with me, but only Mr. Rubens succeeded.
• Sometimes it was like an auction. The man who offered the highest price was the "lucky" one chosen to spend the night with me.
• Being the most sought-after girl in the house ensured me enemies. Celeste, a blonde with blue eyes and a stunning body, was the worst of them. She did everything to get the attention of those who desired me, but it backfired. They wanted me.
• They always want me.
• I knock twice on Astrid's door before she tells me to come in. The woman in her forties was behind her huge wooden desk, counting money.
• "Have a seat, darling."
• Sometimes she was like a mother to me. Whenever any of the girls picked on me, she was the first to defend me. But it was no wonder. I was the one who made her the most money.
• "Last night was a success!" She smiles. Her eyes gleam as she counts those bills. "Rubens paid ten thousand! Ten thousand just to sleep with delicate Lilith. And here's your share. Five thousand!"
• The money division, at least with me, was like that. Half for me and the other half for her.
• "And he said he'll be back. That you were super attentive and hooked him."
• I smile.
• "He was nice. I still can't believe he paid ten thousand for vanilla sex."
• The old man played with my breasts and then asked me to ride him. Two bounces later, he was panting.
• "He's almost eighty years old. He doesn't have the stamina for anything better than that."
• "Yeah, must be."
• “My dear, I want you to keep your money safe. Your vacation is coming soon, and I want you to take a trip. Enjoy yourself.”
• Vacation... as if I would go anywhere. It's been almost two weeks of non-stop work, and I haven't even been able to sleep more than three hours in one night.
• "I will keep it safe. Well, I'm going upstairs, do a few things, and sleep. Is that okay?"
• Astrid was still focused on the money, but she quickly raises her head.
• "What? Oh, my dear... I still need Lilith for today."
• "But I..."
• "Magdalena, the auction starts at eleven," she says firmly. "Be ready."
• I nod to the woman and get up.
• "Exhausted" should be my middle name. I've been working non-stop for days, barely getting any sleep. All I wanted was a little break, and my boss wanted money.
• I make my way to the back of the bar, where our kitchen was, and greet Eva.
• "Hello, Mag. How are you?"
• "With money," I show her. "And I want you to keep this portion."
• "No... I... I can't accept it, my dear."
• "Eva, you're the one who earns the least here, and I'm the one who earns the most. I want to help you."
• "I don't need it, dear," she wipes her hands on her apron. "Keep it."
• "I don't know what to do with so much money. How long has it been since I arrived here? Five months?"
• "And a half," she smiles. "Since you arrived, the house became happier. I became happier."
• I smile and hug her.
• "I know. You're the best person in the whole world."
• "I still don't understand why you're still here. You're so beautiful, and I know you have a good amount of money saved. Why don't you leave?"
• "Because this is my home. It's where I truly feel good."
• She smiles melancholically.
• "That's so strange. The others are dying to leave, but they don't earn enough for it. Besides, they spend almost everything they have on beauty products."
• "They are immature. Celeste, especially. She just keeps picking on me and saying that I shouldn't be the most sought-after one."
• "I'm just telling the truth, darling."
• I roll my eyes at the blonde bitch's intrusion into my conversation with Eva.
• "I should add one more thing to my list, Eva," I say, standing up and facing the girl in front of me. "She's nosy too."
• "I don't know what our clients see in you," she crosses her arms. "You're short, your black hair has no shine. Not to mention those droopy eyes."
• "Magdalena's green eyes are the most beautiful things in the world."
• "I wasn't talking to you, you old gossip!"
• "Don't talk to her like that!" I step closer to Celeste. "I genuinely pray every night that some idiot who sleeps with you makes a millionaire request to Astrid and takes you away from here. I can't stand looking at your face anymore."
• "Oh, sweetheart, then keep praying. That's what I want the most. A millionaire who takes me out of this life. And even better, who takes me away from you."
• "Amen," I wink at her. "Eva, I'm going to get some sleep. Call me if anything comes up. Well... except if some blonde bitch catches fire."
• I ignore Celeste's awkward laughter and head to the second floor, where all the rooms were located.
• Mine had the walls painted black. Next to the double bed, there was a small dresser where I kept some erotic toys. There are men who, in bed, aren't as mansly as they appear.
• On the other side of the room, next to the door of the small bathroom, there was an old wardrobe with a padlock. The key was under the mattress. I take the key and open the wardrobe to store the money I received. I grab a blue box and add today's earnings to the others. If I were to count, there must be around thirty thousand there.
• The auctions fetched high sums.
• When I arrived, I only serviced those Astrid told me to. But as I got used to my new routine, men wanting the chance to sleep with me increased. They increased so much that Astrid decided to hold auctions.
• Prostitution is a taboo where no one admits to enjoying it. I'm the opposite. I like feeling desired. Being among several and being everyone's first choice. Since that was the only thing I felt capable of doing, I might as well do it with pleasure.