I'll Buy Your Virginity for a Million

He’s handsome, successful, and rich, and I work as a waitress and barely make ends meet. We live in parallel universes and were never supposed to meet—until one day I decided to apply for a vacancy posted by his company, and my photograph ended up in his hands.

— I want to buy you, — his whisper scorched my neck.

— One million rubles in exchange for your virginity.