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I gaped like an idiot for five whole seconds.

“Wow~ Are you sure this is a charity for animals? Or is it human trafficking instead?”

I had to admit that Aaron’s answer was even more scandalous than what I’d been thinking

Was this what rich men got a kick out ot”? I’d heard from Cinder that the wealthier someone is the stranger their hobbies are. They might buy some odd things here and there, but to purchase the auctioneer himself… That was something else.

Aaron wasn’t even in a position where he needed to put himself on the auction table. This must have been purely voluntary on his part

“It’s not what you think,” he said as he parked the car.

He put his hands on the steering wheel and turned his head to look at me. My expression amused him, and he kept smiling with squinted eyes as if he’d just witnessed the joke of the century.

His smirk made me think of another possibility. One more in line with his lustful nature

I covered my mouth with one hand as my pupils dilated. I was staring at him like he was an alien. Like he’d grown a second head right in front of me.

“You mean you’re auctioning your…” I trailed off. My mind was filled with images of Aaron rolling in the sheets with another woman. I racked my brain for some way to phrase it decently

Aaron raised his eyebrows like he was daring me to outright say it.

“… your time?” That felt more appropriate. I originally wanted to say ‘your body’, but if I had, he might have said something about giving me a discount or something else just as suggestive and lecherous.

That would’ve been a cheap way to derail the conversation! I couldn’t let him off that easily.

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He nodded, pursed his lips, and tilted his head to one side as he considered my guess.

“Almost.”

another woman made me feel strange. My heart didn’t hurt at the thought, so I knew I wasn’t

he

Wait.

Even with his one-night stands, he was always emotionally restrained. It wasn’t like he slept with just anyone

standards were very high.

to the dinners that are arranged for him. Even if he ended up rejecting all of his dates by the end of the night, the only

was a good example, but no matter how beautiful and capable these women

parties. There were some small-name models, and Vincent took the time to point out which ones had

allow himself to be auctioned

he were sold to the middle-aged widow of some late billionaire, things would get

eyes wandered back and forth across Aaron’s face, and I started to get the feeling that things weren’t as simple as

put his hand on the back of my neck, and asked, “What’s on your mind

you ask me out to keep your crazy ex away? Or some suitor I

so I could outbid any woman

a moment. “My G*d, Olive.

I opened my mouth to say something-I didn’t think there was anything wrong with my guess-but Aaron spoke first. “If I’m done with a woman, the relationship’s

in someone, I make time to spend with her. I find a way to let her know.” His hand gripped the steering wheel, and the shoulders of his blazer were pulled taut from

atmosphere shifted into something

eyes. I didn’t want to probe Aaron’s mind anymore. I bowed my head and began

he did so, he promised, “I wouldn’t use you for something like this. I wouldn’t need to. If I wanted someone or something, I

makes you so sure?” I’d always wondered that. I know

his schemes were airtight. There was always room for miscalculation. For

with a lazy grin. “Because I’m

I was stunned.