Sold to a Prince!

"Oops. My bad, sorry big brother. I got carried away." Nicolas chuckled and tousled his hair.

His auburn hair magnified his boyish charm and made the man look even more adorable.

As he clumsily sat back down, Sylvia as well crossed her hands elegantly in front of her, her one hand holding the wrist of another, and waited.

But unfortunately, she had completely forgotten to wipe that small shy smile off of her face.

Mikel's gaze not even once landed on the woman but his eyes continued to remain frosty.

He lifted his hand to dismiss the two maids when Nicolas quickly stopped him.

"Not so fast, big brother. Why are you trying so hard to hide your little slave?"

"Aya. This is so unfair!"

"If I had known that such a beauty was going up for auction, I would have surely competed with you!" Nicolas sighed exasperatedly.

"Hmmm… I am not really trying to hide anyone. Why don't you sit here and stare at her for some more time?"

"I have some business to attend to. I won't be keeping you company."

Mikel only spoke as a matter of fact, but for some unknown reason, a shiver ran down Sylvia's spine.

She could detect a cold violet aura surging from the man.

Could these two not feel anything? She looked at Jane and Nicolas with a puzzled expression.

"Aha Ha Ha. Even better. Why don't I take her off of your hands?" Nicolas chuckled, pushing his luck.

Mikel, who was just about to leave, stopped abruptly in his tracks. He paused and didn't reply immediately.

Though his back was turned towards Jane and Nicolas, the man was facing Sylvia and his obsidian black eyes glared at her like that of a vicious beast.

Sylvia's eyes panicked and she clutched her dress tightly. I didn't do anything. She wanted to shout.

Still glaring at her, Mikel's thin lips parted and the man slowly spoke.

"Lusting after my property, brother? Or are you trying to test something?"

This time, even Nicolas and Jane felt the violent aura.

Nicolas immediately stopped teasing the man and quickly diffused the bomb.

"Sorry. Sorry. Just kidding. She is a real beauty though!"

"Indeed, isn't she?" Mikel turned around and sat down back in his chair. He no longer looked like he was leaving.

"Say, Nicolas, didn't you want to compete in our archery skills?"

"Why don't we have a small match right here? The winner gets the slave. How about it?"

Nicolas looked at Mikel and stared at him pensively. "Are you sure about this, brother?"

He knew from his sources that Mikel had spent a great deal of money on this woman.

"Heh. Of course. Are you willing to part with the family grimoire in return?" Mikel casually chuckled.

"Ah… Hell no! Father will skin me alive!" Nicolas immediately refused this offer.

"Don't worry. Don't worry. It will be just a loan. What do you say?"

Mikel grinned and further added. "You are the one getting a bargain here. She is a real deviant in bed."

Sylvia's face paled.

D… Deviant in bed? When did I? When did we? She looked at the unreasonable man with her questioning eyes.

Mikel met her gaze without the slightest trace of emotion and then purposefully said a few more words.

"Her throat is very deep and she can scream all night long."

Sylvia's entire body heated up, her face turning bright red like a tomato.

Lies! Lies! Lies! This man was a huge bully and a liar!

She was extremely embarrassed and angry at the same time.

She would have foolishly retorted something back, but luckily for her, she was too shocked at the moment to do so.

"Aha Ha Ha. What are you saying, brother? She looks like the pure and innocent type." Nicolas awkwardly smiled.

He didn't really want to part with the Grimoire even though it was just a loan.

It contained several taboo ancient dark magic spells which only the King's main family and other high council elders were allowed to access.

On the other hand, the woman in front of him looked extremely intoxicating.

She looked like a delicate ethereal flower that had just freshly blossomed.

Even though her figure was slender, her curves were seductive and her skin was tender and flawless.

His brother might have tasted her first, but she was still sparkling like an untouched gem.

Nicolas couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to have her underneath him and ravish her to his heart's content.

Mikel patiently waited for his reply, slouching on the chair, his chin resting casually on his hand.

He was already sure that the man in front of him was going to agree to this.

Nicolas had two weaknesses. One was being too nosy and the other was women.

And just like he expected, Nicolas hesitated for a couple more seconds, before eventually agreeing to the terms.

He was a womanizer through and through and he couldn't resist the temptation.

"Alright brother, we will do as you say." He then got up to leave and didn't forget to wave Sylvia goodbye.

"I will be taking you home tomorrow, beauty." Nicolas grinned cheekily, already insinuating that he would be the one winning tomorrow.

Mikel simply smiled, his demeanor back to his warm and cheerful facade.

He liked engaging in real battles rather than verbal battles so he didn't bother to respond to his brother's childish taunt.