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nA couple of rooms away from Sylvia, Mikel's eyes were wide open after she left. He exhaled deeply, letting out a long sigh.

nHe had seen her sullen pouty face and even that looked insanely adorable. It made him want to once again pull her into his arms and have his way with her.

nHe noticed that a certain part of him was throbbing, ridiculously hard and rigid and he sighed in frustration, getting out of the bed.

nHe walked over to the bathtub which still had the water leftover from her bath and silently got into it.

nWeirdly, he found it to smell just like her, which turned him on even more.

nMikel helplessly raked his fingers through his golden locks surprised that a woman had such a strong effect on him.

nIt must be the allure of the beast clan, he concluded, though the back of his mind didn't quite agree with him.

nHe extended his hand down, intending to take care of his unfulfilled desires by himself, but then he stopped, losing interest in that as more and more thoughts of the cruel temptress filled his mind.

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"Why did she have to look at me like that?

" He muttered with a sigh.

nHis brain for some reason memorized her lust-filled face and her panting lips and replayed it for him to experience it over and over again.

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"Damn it.

" Mikel cursed.

nHe then mumbled something to turn the bath water freezing cold, which finally doused his desire and he went back to the bed to rest for what remained of the night.

nHe had a feeling that he needed to rest tonight to calm down his mind and heart.

nHe was not blind. He could see that the girl obviously wanted him, wanted his love and his affection.

nHe had felt her eyes on him the entire night, watching him as he paraded himself with another woman.

nIt had made her angry and he surprisingly found himself amused with such a reaction from her. It made him want to tease her more and provoke her more.

nBut then something unexpected had happened and he had completely lost it, even ended up killing the two men who dared to touch her.

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"Fucking Leol.

" Mikel sighed. That idiot was the reason he was suffering right now and why things had gone haywire tonight.

nPerhaps if he hadn't told her… Perhaps if he hadn't spilled his secret and outed his selfish revenge on her behalf…

nMikel's lips curved upwards, a bitter melancholic smile lingering on his face.

nHe didn't know what made her suddenly change her attitude towards him.

nHe didn't wish for that to happen as he knew very well that he could never give her the things that she expected from him.

nAnd even if he did so against his better judgment, it would only result in both of their tragic deaths.

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"What a cruel joke…

" Mikel chuckled.

nHe had always considered himself to be a ruthless calculating person, but he unexpectedly faltered when it came to the one person whom he had always intended on using as a pawn.

nHe had even told her from the beginning what they would both get out of this situation and drawn clear lines, but still... things had gone wrong nevertheless.

nHe sighed tiredly, feeling the burden in his heart and mind a little heavier tonight, something that had taken root inside him since a long time ago.

nWhen Mikel finally fell asleep, he dreamed of the familiar warm face once again.

nAmidst the rose gardens, a woman with a kind and gentle smile squatted beside a young boy and patted him

"Don't cry, my dear. Everything will be alright.

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"Mmm.

" Mikel mumbled in his dream and slept soundly, his furrowed brows slightly loosening up.

nHowever, outside his door, unnoticed by anyone, a figure moved in the darkness of the night.

nThe figure clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into the flesh even nicking her skin to reveal some blood.

nPriscella hadn't yet gone back to her room and was wandering in the corridor outside Mikel's room restlessly.

nWhen she heard the door open, she quickly hid behind a pillar, only to see Sylvia storming out of the same room, with just a towel wrapped around her naked body.

nWas she there inside when I knocked at his door? Priscella felt her stomach churn at the thought.

nThe man that she loved was **ing a slave in the middle of the night, especially in her villa while she was around!!! Priscella was furious.

nShe hated how a mere slave touched something of hers, but more than that, she was afraid of what this meant.

nShe had known Mikel for a long time and she knew that he was not the type to lust after women and sleep around like most of the other nobles and royals.

nAnd yet, Sylvia had dashed out of his room completely naked. She was not blind or dumb to not know what had happened inside.

nSo why was he behaving with her and treating her differently than any other woman including herself?

nShe had to know.

nPriscella was shaking with anger and jealousy as she stood behind the pillar, her fists tightly clenched. She was the one who had been by his side for years.

nShe was the one who should have been in his bed tonight, not some damned slave.

nBut why? What was so special about her? Priscella was feeling more and more agitated with every second that passed.

nShe could only think of one way to put an end to this once and for all. She had to get rid of her.

nUnder no circumstance, she would let anyone come between her and him.

nShe refused to live like the other women, belittled by their husbands **ing a dozen mistresses on the side. She would not let anyone steal him from her.

nPriscella took in a deep breath and walked out of her hiding place, her hands shaking as she rushed away from the corridor.

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