I couldn't believe it…..no, that couldn't be possible….he must be a con.

My hands moved of their own accord…...

his profile was fucking legit….and boy was he handsome. That would be an understatement. He was a fucking Greek god.

He had to be in his late twenties at least …..he was fucking gorgeous. His face….god, I could trace that jawline forever with my tongue. I could only see his face but I knew it in my gut, he must be solid all over with not an inch of fat on him.

With his looks and money…...he could literally have any girl.

I mean why? Why bid on some, in his assumption 'gold digger' girl.

But my thoughts immediately swayed away from all the plausible questions.

Looking through the whole list would be stupidity now, no one could bid that much just for a night with a somewhat attractive virgin.

Then suddenly…..I saw 'him' video-calling me.

Double crap!

He must've seen I'm online. My heart thrummed against my chest.

He didn't seem like the man to wait around for something. I had to accept…..or I could bid goodbye to the 10 fucking million dollars.

There was no way I was doing that.

Summoning all my nerves, trying to stop myself from trembling….why the heck was I so nervous?

No, Claire….it'll be fine.

I finally answered.

Holy shit! His picture did not do him justice.

"Well you took your time." He said, his voice huskily deep, just as I'd imagined it to be.

I nearly moaned from his velvety voice.

His drool-worthy body was visible to me from the waist up as he sat back on a plush sofa. And he looked fucking sexy in that black shirt.

His red,messy hair fell across his forehead as he ran his fingers through the strands, trying to straighten them out.

Fuck! I wanted to do that.

He had that badboy charm in him, and we all know the cliche, the good girl always falls for the badboy, it was a good thing I wasn't anything close to good.

But his hard stare and arousing manliness stirred something deep within me.

Even though he wasn't physically with me, just him being able to see me lit all my nerve endings on fire.

"So, have you given any thought to my offer?" He said, knowing full well no girl would say no to 10 million dollars.

Since I didn't have wifi, I couldn't see his expression very well…..his image was a bit blurry.

His eyes trailed up from my crossed legs which were very much exposed by my shorts and up to my bosom, my tight tank top fully showing the shape of my breasts.

Blushing, I responded," As a matter of fact, I have given some thought to your offer and I accept." I tried to appear firm and confident…

but I don't think I succeeded very well.

He again spoke up, distracting me from fidgeting with my shorts, "Good, now….as much as that picture of you in that raunchy underwear shows off your delectable body, I'd like to see 'all' of the package I'm getting."

I could literally feel him smirking at me from the screen as my cheeks heated up.

His velvety dangerous voice didn't sound so appealing all of a sudden.

"What do you mean?" I squeaked out.

"You know exactly what I mean to say….and you have exactly 30 seconds to decide if you wanna do this." He commanded, leaving me frozen to my spot.

"10 million dollars."

"Take it or leave it." He said after a beat.

I just couldn't move, I was too nerve-stricken to do anything. I really wasn't prepared for this.

"Strip. Now." His voice was dangerously low, making my body spring into action of it's own accord.

Then suddenly my phone buzzed and my mouth dropped open when I read the notification and realized that someone had deposited 5 friggin million dollars in my account. And I'm pretty sure that 'someone' was staring me in my face right now.

What the fuck do I do?