However, the sight of the lipstick stain on the coffee mug that wasn't mine and the underwear scattered in the couch cushions slit still stung my eyes.
"You've always wanted to sleep with me, haven't you? It's been five years. I don't believe it if you say that you've never wanted it," Austin said.
I turned back in shock to meet his gaze, watching as the corners of his eyes turned a little red.
Yet, as I recalled the filthy things he'd said to his friends about me just now, I averted my gaze at once.
"I'm tired. I just want to rest," I said.
The lust in Austin's eyes vanished almost immediately when he heard me turning him down. Instead, a look of impatience appeared in his eyes.
"You used to beg me to touch you. What's your problem now? You're my wife, so behave like one. Be good."
Then, he forcefully pinned me against the wall before stripping off every last clothing item on my body, exposing my naked body to the air.
I gasped in shock. However, a split second later, I was suddenly shoved into the master bedroom while he stayed outside the door and locked it from the outside.
He coldly said, "I'm still busy with other things. Stay in there by yourself for the night."
I searched the entire master bedroom but couldn't find a single shred of clothing anywhere. Even the bedsheets and curtains had all been removed.
Just when I thought perhaps it wasn't too bad since I was only naked inside a room, I suddenly caught sight of something glinting from the windows in the villa opposite our own.
It was from a pair of binoculars, and several men were falling over themselves trying to have a look through the lenses.
"That's her! That's Stella Leblanc, the woman whose virginity was put up for auction! What a good thing that Austin let us check out the goods beforehand so we could bid higher later. This is just brilliant!"
"Let me see! Let me see! Oh, my god! She looks pretty good. I just don't know if we can beat any of those big shots at the auction, you know? The people attending it are all big bosses and tycoons."
"That's something else to worry about for another day. Let's just feast our eyes on her for the time being! It's not like we're risking anything for this free show anyway—we've got nothing to lose!"
I stood frozen in place. Those perverted men's lewd, obscene gazes pierced through my entire body like sharp thorns, causing excruciating pain everywhere. And the worst part was that I had nowhere to hide.
Amidst the lewd laughter and exclamations that still made their way to my ears, I hugged my body in an attempt to hide myself as I shivered in a corner.
Meanwhile, Austin made himself busy downstairs. I could tell from his voice that he was happily cuddling with Carol somewhere on the couch.
"Stella actually thought that I was going to touch her! You should have seen the near-deranged look in her eyes just now. It was as if she wanted to devour me straight away. Such a shameless bitch!"
I even heard the sound of disinfectant being sprayed around as Austin spoke.
"But don't worry, Carol. You're the only one who can touch me like that. I will never let myself get filthy by sleeping with other people."
Then, the sounds coming from downstairs became increasingly obscene and vulgar.
I hugged myself tightly, feeling utterly hopeless. I would probably be numb to it all if there were even more eyes on me at this point.
It wasn't until long after midnight that Austin finally unlocked the bedroom door like nothing had just happened. He then said in an indifferent voice, "I forgot about you because I was too busy with work. Put this on and go to sleep. Don't go around catching a cold."
He then tossed a sleeping robe at me hastily, as if just the mere sight of me would make him "unclean".
I wrapped the robe around my body at once, but the chill in my bones just wouldn't go away.
Austin then looked at his phone and muttered to himself, "That's strange. Grandma hasn't recovered yet, so why did she suddenly get herself discharged?"
I lied and said, "Maybe she was getting bored and decided to come out for a little breather."
Then, his phone buzzed again with another incoming text message, and I happened to catch sight of the text in the preview notification.
"Hey, Austin! The nude video really worked! Some rich dude just said he'd bid three million for her, but he's pushing 70. Stella's virginity is in for a treat! Haha!"
It wasn't until then that I realized there had also been a hidden camera in the bedroom, the kind that could be watched and monitored in real time.
In other words, it hadn't only been the perverts in the next villa who saw me naked—even all the other wealthy businessmen and tycoons who qualified to attend the auction had also seen every inch of me.
