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Sold to a Prince!

In the land of magic and beasts, Sylvia was betrayed by her family and sold off as a slave. She was expecting the worst, but fortunately, it was a handsome prince who had ‘bought’ her! Who doesn’t love a charming, benevolent, and kind prince, not to mention ridiculously handsome? But, little did Sylvia know that the charming handsome prince was no angel but rather a devil in disguise! The calm, kind and good-hearted Sylvia found herself slowly changing under the devil's influence but worst of all, she found herself becoming more and more addicted to the two-faced devil who harbored dark and dangerous secrets. But could she ever fully trust the shameless devil? Or was he just one of the many who desired her hidden powers? Let the games begin! ....................... Excerpt: "Are you getting ready for your engagement, my sweet kitten?" The devil's familiar voice drawled, making Sylvia's entire body tingle with an unfathomable need. She gazed into his dark coal black eyes, lost within them, as he rubbed her lips with his thumb. This man... This man in front of her alone had the power to make her knees weak and her heart crumble. "Heh. Being silent, are we?" The devil chuckled, his hand moving away from her lips to the back of her head. He clutched a handful of her soft silver hair and pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips with his. Sylvia snapped out of her trance and commanded her body to push the devil away but her traitorous body only yearned for him more and she wrapped her hands around his neck instead. The devil's lips curved upwards, his grin widening in satisfaction. His hand then moved down to her gorgeous engagement gown laced with diamonds and rubies which came undone as soon as he touched. The laces, the veil, the flowers, the jewelry, everything was ripped to shreds, leaving behind only herself. An entire morning spent on getting ready and dressing up gone to waste just like that! "You!" Sylvia glared at the shameless devil angrily. She had given him an inch but he went for the mile! She pushed him away with all the force that she could muster, pinning him against the wall, imprisoning his rude mannerless hands. "Heh? Why are you angry, my darling? Aren't I helping you? Why waste your time attending the meaningless engagement, when you already know that you belong to me and me alone?" "Go to hell! Who said I belong to you! I belong to no one." "Is that so?" The devil leaned forward, gently knocking his forehead with hers. "Shall I leave then...?" He whispered, his warm breath caressing her cheeks. Sylvia's face instantly reddened as she couldn't resist the devil's sweet temptations anymore... She gave into the man's wicked allure and pressed her lips over his, stopping his mouth from taunting her and teasing her any further. ....................... Instagram: yolohy_webnovel Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/yolohy Discord: https://discord.gg/5CvPuX6M88

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Sylvia panted in utter panic and dread.

A wave of anger swept through her body, consuming all of her muscles, bone, and blood and she had instinctively jammed the metallic arrowhead onto the man's chest.

She hadn't thought through it at all. Even when she secretly hid the arrow, she didn't have a clear plan in her mind.

But when the man had nonchalantly groped her, acting as if she was invisible, she had lost control of herself and rammed it into him with every ounce of strength that she could muster.

She knew that she shouldn't have but she still attacked him, hard enough to draw blood from his defined body.

Mikel's gaze shifted. He looked at the arrow on his chest and then at the woman in front of him. His piercing eyes glared at the woman like a beast eying its prey.

"Did my slave just attack me?" The man raised his eyebrows, his voice reaching a dangerous threatening pitch.

"I… I…" Sylvia stammered.

Right in front of her eyes, Mikel yanked the arrow and casually tossed it down as if it was nothing.

Her attack with her full power behind it was nothing more than a mosquito bite to the monster.

Sylvia panicked and in that split second, she tried to run away. She didn't know where to but she just wanted to get away from there.

But unfortunately, a pair of lean and muscular hands shot out, imprisoning her on both sides.

And with the wall behind her back, Sylvia had nowhere to run.

Mikel looked at her flustered eyes and sighed. He leaned forward, his head touching the wall and his face right next to hers.

"Just this once, I will forgive you. Go."

Sylvia blinked dazedly, trying to digest the man's words.

Did he just let me go just like that? Even when I attacked him with an arrow and wounded him?

She could neither believe what she was hearing nor could understand his behavior.

But she didn't want to linger there any longer and test his patience.

Seeing that the man had retracted one of his arms, she turned on her heels and ran away towards the servant's quarters.

She held the ripped upper half of her clothes with her hand and ran as fast as she could away from the monster.

Loud thumping noise echoed in her ears, her heart ramming against her chest like never before.

She huffed and panted and reached her small cramped room, but still, nothing changed. She did not feel any safer.

As long as she was here… As long as she was someone else's slave… someone who could be tossed out and replaced in an instant… someone who was absolutely powerless… she would never feel safe.

But this was her fate. How could she possibly overcome it???

No matter how much she wanted to change her current circumstances, how could she possibly go against her predetermined destiny?

Tears streamed out of her eyes as the woman screamed and cried into her pillow and she eventually fell asleep.

When Sylvia woke up again, it was already dark outside and probably late in the night.

The sleep had helped her calm down and her mind was somewhat settled.

In her frustration earlier, she realized that she hadn't paid attention to a lot of things.

But now, she was at least clear-minded enough to think about those small details.

Why did Mikel simply let her go?

The man might be kind-hearted, might even be a saint, but still… why would he forgive a mere slave for raising her hand against him?

More importantly, she was literally just used as a live target dummy but still, there was not even a single wound on her body.

Not a single arrow had hit her body except for that one that had marginally grazed her.

These were just small insignificant details but when Sylvia calmly considered them, she could see a hidden meaning.

She could tell that she was important to the man.

It absolutely made no sense for someone like her to mean something to someone like him.

But still… her gut feeling told her so.

And why was she important?

This definitely had something to do with the mysterious glowing crescent tattoo which occasionally appeared on her chest.

Sylvia didn't know or understand anything more than this now, but she silently resolved to herself to find out more.

This was her key for survival and this was her only gamble.

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