Auctioned Virginity: A Steamy Taboo Romance (Urban Mafia Kings Book 1) by Raven Woodward

Author:Raven Woodward [Woodward, Raven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven Romance
Published: 2021-04-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

JULIETTA

Two Years Ago

When my shift at Jean’s Shoes and Repairs came to an end, I headed out into the cool night air. It was inventory night, which meant I’d worked three hours longer than usual. Not that I was complaining—I needed the hours.

Heading toward my car, I spied the security truck pulling up close to it. I’d have to move it since I’d been parked in the same spot for four days. Arie was on a family vacation in Europe, and her parents had shot down the idea of me staying there on my own while they were gone. Apparently, I looked like I was going to steal everything they owned.

Now, I was in desperate need of a hot shower and some food.

Pulling out my phone, I opened my bank app to check the balance. But an error message told me my wireless balance was zero. Meaning I’d have no service or mobile data until I bought a phone card.

I sighed, looking across the parking lot. The cell store was dark already. Shit. My shoulders sagged.

Payday was next week, and I’d be able to afford another two, maybe three days at a hotel, which would keep Arie’s parents from calling Social Services on me. Until then, I’d have to find somewhere else to shower.

I tugged my keys from my bag and unlocked the door, falling into the driver seat with a heavy sigh. Leaning across the center console, I picked up the box of protein bars. One fell onto the seat, making my throat tight. I whipped my head to check for whatever food I had left at the back.

Three empty boxes, and one bottle of water.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I choked out.

I exhaled sharply. Falling back into the seat properly, I grabbed the protein bar moodily, tore open the wrapping, and took a large bite.

My head rested against the seat, my eyes shut.

This was so fucking stupid, Julietta, I told myself. You’re going to die if you don’t get your shit together.

But I didn’t have anywhere else to go. I didn’t have a home.

I didn’t have parents.

The only person that was going to care for me was me.

Romero’s parting words filled my mind, pressing in on my weakness. “You’re always welcome back here. No questions asked.”

But I didn’t belong there. My mom was dead. He wasn’t my dad. He wasn’t anything anymore.

It was his house.

I was nothing.

Not to him or to anyone.

I shoved the last bite into my mouth and chewed the dry, tough bar with the beginning of a headache forming in the back of my head.

After washing the less than satisfying meal down with a few swigs of water, I used a bit of it to brush my teeth. The weight of my predicament settled on me while I watched cars pass on the interstate not too far off in the distance. Everyone else seemed like they had somewhere to be.

I wrapped myself in the crocheted blanket my nana made for me when I was young.

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