Vanessa
The room falls silent as everyone takes their seats, signaling the start of the auction. From the back of the club, the naked women emerge and stride to the stage, standing in a line. My gaze lock on Nataliya, standing and front and center. She's a gorgeous woman with the body of a model. Her confidence draws the attention of every man in the room.
Every man but Diego.
I'm guessing, unlike the others, he sees enough naked women daily that he doesn't need to turn into a desperate, horny dog ready to hump someone's leg off. The thought of him seeing other women should probably make me jealous, but I'm just numb, unsure how to process my emotions anymore. I mean, I had been convinced that he was selling me today—that's how little faith I have left in his love for me.
My stomach
