"You Will Be My Personal Slave"

"Ah…"

A painful shout sounded in the deserted alley and a middle-aged man fell down on the ground on his face.

He was just kicked in his stomach and the one who kicked him walked toward him and stepped on his hand.

The man shouted furiously as he looked down at his palm from which the blood had started to flow again.

The middle-aged man was none other than the slaveowner who was given a heavy pouch of coins by Prine Regan.

The man stepping down on the slaveowner's hands grinned seeing his state. Keeping the same position of his foot on his palm, he bent down and searched his clothes.

"Found it."

The man grinned and bounced the heavy pouch of coins in the air and caught it again.

The slaveowner tried to struggle but couldn't do anything. He cried and pleaded to leave him and his coins but the man grinned mercilessly and kicked him again.

"Poor you…you should not have angered my master. I wonder what you did to achieve that!"

The man asked with a grin on his face as he kneeled down to pat the slaveowner's shoulder. And then he walked away from there.

The slaveowner was beaten so badly that he couldn't even stand. He could only curse himself for walking into this deserted alley as he had wanted to count the coins.

However, before he could even touch them, they were taken away.

He cried bitterly at his fate at the same place for a long time.

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It took Evelyn some time to find Prince Regan's chambers.

She had to ask the maids who gave her strange looks. Evelyn felt as if they were sympathizing with her as they told her the way.

She ignored their looks and finally found her way to the beautiful chambers. Two Guards were standing outside the chambers. They looked at the tray in her hands. The Guard went inside and then came back a few moments later.

Evelyn was finally allowed to go inside.

When she stepped inside, the huge room was silent.

She couldn't help but look around once. The room was beautifully decorated just as a room in the Royal Palace was supposed to be.

Soon, she lowered her eyes and walked straight inside with the tray.

After a few steps, she halted as a slightly hoarse and deep voice fell in her ears.

"I want to have a bath."

Evelyn raised her head slightly and looked towards the huge bed.

The prince who bought her was seated there and his face was still covered with the same silver and golden-colored mask. It looked as if he had just woken up.

Hearing that he wanted to have a bath, she hurriedly put the tray inside the room somewhere and then went to arrange hot water.

It took Evelyn a few minutes to return to the chambers. Fortunately, when the head maid came to know that the prince needed water, she asked everyone to put aside everything and first send the hot water.

No one wanted to face the wrath of the prince.

Unfortunately, for the same reason, no one helped Evelyn take the bucket to Regan's chambers.

She had to pick up the heavy bucket on her own and then walk to the chambers as soon as she could.

The guard standing outside the chamber helped her in placing the bucket in front of the bathroom when she approached the chamber.

Evelyn thanked him before he left.

She saw that Regan was no longer inside the chambers. She thought for a moment then decided to fill the water tub with hot water first so that he would be able to have a bath as soon as he will return.

However, Evelyn was shocked as soon as she opened the door and stepped inside the bathroom with the bucket of hot water in her hands.

"Your Highness…"

She whispered as she looked at Regan who had removed his upper clothes and …even his mask.

Regan was too swift to put the mask back on his face.

And Evelyn lowered her head calmly.

"What are you doing here?"

His voice was slightly filled with shock as he looked at her from up to down.

"This slave brought the hot water as Your Highness wanted to have a bath."

Regan blinked.

So it was she had entered his chambers previously. He didn't pay attention at all. But…

"Who brought you inside the Palace?"

Evelyn didn't know what was the name of the man who brought her inside so she said politely.

"It was the gentleman with Your Highness who brought me inside."

Regan's lips were pressed in a thin line.

Of course, Rex brought her inside! He should have known from the playful smile he had on his lips at that time.

Annoyance flashed through his eyes.

His jaw and fists clenched unconsciously as he remembered that she had just seen his face.

The scar on his face…

A part of his mind suddenly remembered the calm expression on her face when she had been looking at him.

And she still looked so calm.

Did she not notice the scar or…did she not care about it at all?

Regan's index finger twitched suddenly.

He didn't know what came to his mind but he removed his mask and said suddenly.

"Raise your head."

Evelyn did as she was asked to do.

Though she had seen him before, his red eyes that shone like sapphires still caught her attention.

Slowly, she looked at the scar on the left side of his face.

It was slightly red and brown and it ran from his temple to his cheek.

On the other hand, Regan looked at the girl who was staring at him calmly.

His face was emotionless.

He waited to see any change in expression on her face.

But moments passed and he didn't find any reaction from her side—neither any disgust nor any fear.

He didn't realize but his clenched fists and jaw relaxed slowly.

Looking at the green eyes that didn't even flicker at the sight of his scarred face, Regan was filled with a surprise for a moment.

At the same time, something flashed in his cold eyes when he saw how calm she looked.

"What is your name?"

"Evelyn, Your Highness"

"Evelyn..."

His red eyes looked at her face which was completely blank and he said

"You will be my personal slave from today on."