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Chapter 3

John didn't even seem to believe what he had just heard. A young man with a very charming appearance spent 10 million dollars just for a woman? As absurd as it sounds, seeing his appearance could make women easily fall for him without having to waste that much money.

"Wow 10 million dollars!" John grinned happily. He actually got benefits that were far more than the costs he had incurred.

Meanwhile, Layla just remained silent and didn't move when she saw the figure of the man who offered her a price of 10 million dollars. A man she met yesterday at the shoe shop, a man she accused of being a thief and a fraud.

"No way, this can't be-" her voice shook. She was at a loss for words when she saw the man's eyes which looked so mysterious and cold.

The man walked onto the stage and without caring about everyone's gazes, he immediately approached Layla and stood right in front of her.

He grabbed Layla's body and kissed her lips in front of many people, including John, who didn't move. Layla didn't know what really happened and why this man immediately kissed her like this. But strangely, she couldn't refuse and rebelled as if she had realized that from now on her life was in the hands of this mysterious man.

"Can I bring my gift now, Mr. Weisz? Because I can't wait to make her my slave tonight!" He said with a very calm reaction. At the same time, two men wearing black suits approached John carrying four black suitcases filled with cash.

John smiled happily when he saw a large amount of money neatly arranged in four black suitcases with very expensive gold sizes.

"Of course, Mr. Schneider. It was a pleasure doing business with you, please take your prize and have fun!" He said.

The man took off his black coat and covered Layla's shoulders with it, then carried Layla's body and carried her away past the people who still couldn't believe the rare scene they had witnessed.

Layla still didn't make a sound, she just surrendered as the man lifted her body and carried her into a luxury limousine. Their eyes stared at each other for a few seconds, for some reason Layla felt that this man's eyes looked so familiar to her.

This man asked her to sit in the back seat with her who was sitting right next to her. Meanwhile, the two men sat in the front row, right behind the driver.

This man didn't say anything throughout the journey, the two men who were thought to be his bodyguards also remained silent. This very quiet atmosphere made Layla feel very uncomfortable.

"Just relax, don't be too stiff!" Suddenly, this man spoke to her. His voice sounded so deep and soft. Layla immediately lowered her head, she felt very embarrassed because she kept remembering yesterday's incident at the shopping center.

"I-I'm sorry for-"

"You don't need to apologize because I don't need it."


Layla's eyes widened when she saw the super luxurious mansion that looked like a modern palace. This man was clearly richer than she imagined because he was willing to spend 10 million dollars just to rent it for three months and he was definitely much richer than John.

"Come on in!" He said while holding Layla's hand romantically. Layla felt nervous because this man had treated her well.

"T-this is your house, Mister-"

"Lucien"

"Lucien?"

"My name is Lucien, you can call me Lucien." He said. Layla was surprised to hear the name. Lucien, she just realized that this man's eyes were so similar to Lucien, his black eyes so beautiful.

He became anxious, he knew that this man could not be Lucien Stephenson, his childhood friend who mysteriously disappeared when they were 13 years old. She was very sure that Lucien must have been kidnapped by the mysterious creature she saw in the forest, a creature that came from the sky.

"What's wrong? You look very restless, is something wrong?"

"N-no, nothing!" She said confusedly.

The man walked towards his luxurious mansion while holding Layla's hand very tightly. Strange, she felt something strange. This man's hands felt so cold as if he was not a creature from this world.

When the mansion door was opened, dozens of servants lined up neatly in complete and very neat uniforms. The servants lowered their heads, welcoming this man with great respect. Layla felt so impressed by all the respect she was currently receiving. Even though she had been married to a rich man like John for two years, she did not receive treatment like this.

John lives in a penthouse that only has four servants. Because of that, what she felt now was on a different level.

"Welcome, Mr. Scheiner!" The servants said in unison.

This man walked elegantly while occasionally glancing at her who was walking beside her with a cold smile that made her feel that she had stepped into a devil's trap.

Layla stood in front of the door of a room, stunned by a strange feeling. Beside her, this man was still accompanying her calmly. Layla still couldn't look up and talk to him, the anxiety she still felt made her feel very afraid.

"What are you waiting for? Come in!" Lucien said. Layla gasped, how could this man think that she would enter a mysterious room that she didn't know what was inside.

"C-coming in?"

"Yes, this is your bedroom. You will sleep in this room for three months."

"Y-you mean, I can only stay in my room and can't go anywhere for three months, right?" The anxiety that Layla felt made her overly wary and thought that this man would definitely do something cruel like that.

Meanwhile, hearing her ramblings, Lucien just smiled coldly. Then he left without giving an answer that would make Layla feel a little calmer.

Layla swallowed hard, Lucien's back looked so sturdy like a wall that hadn't collapsed for hundreds of years. He kept a strange mystery from his smile.

Layla walked slowly into a very spacious room with luxurious classical architecture. This room looks like the room of a medieval king's consort, decorated with gold, silver and marble carvings. For a moment, she was amazed by the beauty of this room.

Knock...knock...knock...

She had only spent five minutes in this room, when someone knocked on the door. Her astonishment stopped suddenly and turned into the feeling of anxiety that she was still feeling a few minutes ago.

"W-who's there?" Layla called out. She wanted to make sure that the one standing in front of the door was not Lucien. She wasn't ready to have sex and hoped that Lucien wouldn't ask her to do that tonight.

"We are your personal maids, Madam. May we come in?" Said a woman.

"Personal maids?" She was confused by that. Why do guests like her have to have a personal maid?

"Okay, please come in!"


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