Chapter 3 Why Did You Do It?

• Saint’s POV
• Shortly after the girl I bought her virginity from left the stage, the presenter brought another girl forward and started a new auction. And while this was happening, my loyal friend finally opened his eyes and gave me a questioning look.
• "Why did you pay so much for that woman's virginity? $300,000 dollars, do you think money grows on trees?" my loyal friend asked.
• "Tomas, don't you see? If I hadn't continued bidding, then that beautiful girl would have had her first time with that old creep over there," I replied.
• "So, you did it to be the hero who saves the damsel in distress?" he asked.
• "Obviously, thanks to me, she will have her first time with a handsome man like me instead of an old creep who surely has erection problems," I explained.
• "Whatever you say, honestly, this place doesn't appeal to me. I don't know how you convinced me to come here," my friend expressed.
• I am Vincent Saint. I am the heir to one of the wealthiest families in the Western United States, and I know I am good-looking. Since I was a child, I had been spoiled by my parents, so I didn't have a great appreciation for money.
• I had frequented these kinds of places for a long time. Taking a woman's virginity was a very comforting feeling for me, so I didn't mind spending large amounts of money for it.
• Besides, my parents and family had a lot of money, so it didn't matter how much I spent on my desires.
• When I saw that girl about to be "devoured" by that old creep, something in me couldn't hold back, and it was impossible for me not to offer any price to prevent that old creep from "devouring" that beautiful girl.
• After that beautiful girl left, another one came, and the men around me started bidding for her.
• After that girl passed, another one came, and so on, but no matter how many girls came, my loyal friend didn't seem very interested in the spectacle happening in front of him.
• Unlike me, my friend didn't come from a wealthy family. He made his own money through various means. We were both 27 years old currently, but unlike me, he was already one of the richest men in the western United States, almost at the same level as my father, which earned my great respect for him.
• His name was Tomas Miller, and he was a very serious person. I invited him to this place to get him drunk and loosen him up a bit, but so far, my efforts were in vain.
• He hadn't had much to drink, just a few glasses, and he didn't seem very interested in the girls passing on the stage. I couldn't find a way to make him let loose and relax.
• "Tomas, aren't you going to look at any of the girls?" I asked.
• "I'm not interested, Vincent," he replied.
• "Come on, man, loosen up," I said as I handed him a bottle of beer.
• "We shouldn't drink too much, we have to drive," he reminded me.
• "Are you kidding? We're sleeping here tonight, Tomas."
• "We're sleeping here? In this place?"
• "Of course, after the intimacy, I get sleepy."
• "That's you, not me."
• "Come on, man, there are many girls here who would kill to be with you. In this place, there are not only virgins but also many experienced women who would be willing to teach you a few things."
• I wasn't joking. Despite being a man, I couldn't deny that Tomas was even better looking than me. His dark brown hair and eyes were perfect without any flaws, his physique was athletic, and his facial features were quite attractive.
• Vincent... I was arrogant and proud, but even I had to admit that when the two of us were together, 6 out of 10 women would look at Tomas instead of me.
• Despite the interest women showed in him, Tomas didn't seem to show any interest himself. In fact, it had been a long time since I had seen Tomas with a girlfriend.
• One of the reasons I brought him here was because I wanted to see him with a woman, to confirm if Tomas wasn't gay.
• Although for now, the doubts I had about Tomas only increased.
• "Come on, Tomas, stay with me in this place. I assure you
• "Have a good time," I said, attempting to persuade my friend.
• "Fine, fine, I'll stay tonight, but I don't want you to try to lure me to places like this again."
• "I promise you! This will be the last time," I said in a determined tone, although deep down I knew I wouldn't keep my promise.
• The auction continued, and after it ended, the club owners began guiding the customers to their rooms. I had bought the virginity of a girl, and I would have her tonight in a special room.
• "Take care, Tomas, and remember, let yourself go," I told my friend as a club staff member guided me to my room.
• "I'll try. Enjoy your girl," Tomas said, staring at me intently.
• "I assure you, I will enjoy her," I said as another staff member led me to my room, where I would spend the night with my girl.