The Alpha Prince's Purchased Maid

“Was that your first kiss?”

A voice of a man that I’ve never heard before. Did he just kiss me?

There is a strange lingering feeling on my lips. My lips tingled and it ached slightly from his kiss. It felt like there was something that I wanted to say to him but my lips wouldn’t move, and my chest felt tight as my heart beat wildly in my chest.

‘Yes, it was my first kiss,’ I replied to him silently in my mind.

“Relax. Your body is all stiff and your cheeks are bright red. Are you shy or embarrassed? Or perhaps…both?” the voice asked teasingly.

I’ve never heard this voice before, and I had no idea who the man was. Everything around me was shrouded in darkness like there was a heavy smoke clouding my vision. He was near but I couldn’t see him or his face clearly. It was like he was here and yet he wasn’t.

“Did you enjoy your first kiss? Should we give it another try? Maybe your second kiss will feel so good that it’ll make you forget all about your first…” the man suggested seductively.

He’s going to kiss me again?

Although I had no idea who this man is, the thought of him kissing me again didn’t disgust me. Instead, I found myself looking forward to sharing that kiss with him. Without knowing what was happening, I found myself so attracted and captivated by his voice that I couldn’t think of anything else.

**Ring Ring Ring**

“Hmmm…”

My mind felt hazy, and my eyelids felt heavy from sleep as I drowsily reached my arm out to where I knew the alarm clock was sitting on top of the table next to my bed. Morning has arrived and it was time to face reality once more. My hand found the alarm clock and managed to silence the alarm without the need for me to open my eyes.

The sunlight shining in through the slightly parted curtain of the window stung my eyes when I slowly opened them. The familiar plain white ceiling of my room greeted me, and I knew that I had woken up on my small narrow bed in my bedroom. Where else could I be?

Summoning up all the effort that I had, I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. Needless to say, I was alone in my bedroom and there were absolutely no signs of a man ever being in there. His voice and his presence that felt so close to me was gone. It didn’t surprise me, after all, this wasn’t the first time that I’ve had dreams very similar to the one that I had just had. Every time he appeared in my dream, and I heard his voice, my mind would try to remember where I’ve heard his voice before and the answer that I would arrive at would always be the same: I have never heard his voice before.

At least, not in real life.

A sigh escaped my lips and my shoulder drooped at the realization that it was nothing but another dream. That made me realize that I was slightly disappointed that he wasn’t here. I shook my head rapidly form side to side to clear my thoughts. Why did I sound like I wanted to meet him so much? I don’t even know who he is...and he’s probably just a pervert from all the suggestive things that he kept saying to me.

Milla, he doesn’t exist!

I reminded myself again just like I had done countless times before. A dream is nothing more than a dream.

Oh no! I’m going to be late and being late today would be a real disaster! After all, today is the day that I’ve been anxiously waiting for. Today was the day that I would go into the city where I would get a decent and respectable job. I had worked hard to be recommended for a job position in the city and I wasn’t about to blow it by being late.

I got up hurriedly from the bed and after sprinting through the shower and getting properly dressed, I headed downstairs to the first floor of the orphanage where I knew that everyone would be waiting to send me off.

“Good luck, Milla!”

“Best of luck at work. I hope you like your new job. Come visit us often, ok?”

“Take care of your health, ok? Don’t work too hard and don’t worry about things around here. We’ll manage…”

“It would help if you send back money, though…”

The other younger girls in the orphanage shouted quite loudly to send me off. I looked at their smiling faces as I recalled the many memories that we shared. I’m going to miss them when I’m gone but I knew that this was for the best.

“Don’t worry. I plan to do exactly that,” I promised, meaning every word that I had just said.

“It’s time to go. We have an important appointment with your employee in the city and it is a long ride from here to there,” Mr. Helkins said curtly.

“Ok. We’ll then, I’ll be off…” I told all the other girls before I smiled and waved at them.

Back then, I never thought that that would be the last time that I would ever see their faces. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would never see them ever again…

…

**Later that night**

I have never seen this much money before in my entire life…

The spotlight shining down on me was so blindingly bright that I could hardly see very far into the audience. That light now was being blocked by countless green bank notes that were raining down onto me from above. I raised my hand above my face to grasp at one of the falling notes to see if this was real or I was just dreaming all of this up. Instantly, I felt the feel of the note in my hand along with the weight of the chain attached to the metal shackle around my wrists.

“Wow! This is a new record since these auctions have been up and running! Never has anything or anyone sold for this much before. Everyone, take a look! This girl is the most expensive slave. More expensive than any artwork or rare gem that has ever been auctioned here before!” a man’s voice announced loudly through the microphone.

The crowd’s cheer was deafeningly loud, and the auditorium echoed with the sound of their voices and their clapping.

The man grabbed the large chain connected to my wrists and yanked hard on it. I felt my body being pulled as I staggered towards him. I would have fallen over face first from the forceful way that he handled me had he not caught my arm in his large hand and pulled me up.

“Come here, girl. Your new master is waiting for you. You have no idea how lucky you are to be sold to a prince. You’ll get to live in a castle from now on. How wonderful is that?” he hissed tauntingly close to my ear.

I could smell the reek of cigarettes from the man’s breath, and it made me want to gag with disgust.

“Mhmmm!” I let out a muffled scream as pain stung my wrists.

Tears stung my eyes as the pain intensified and I knew that my wrists had been scuffed raw. My mouth was taped shut and moaning in pain and protest was all that I could do. The metal chains and handcuffs attached to my wrists clinked together as my arms were roughly pulled forward. The weights weighting down my feet made it almost impossible for me to walk and escape wasn’t a viable option.

This is so wrong. No one should be bought and sold this way. I have heard of slavery from before the practice was abolished so I had no idea that in a world where slavery was now illegal people were still being auctioned off this way. Even if human trafficking and slavery still existed, I never imagined that I would get involved in something like this. Never even in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine that I would end up here.

How did I end up here? Why did things have to turn out like this?

After saving me from falling on my face, the man pushed me face first down onto the ground. My eyes squeezed shut instinctively as I braced myself for the impact of my fall. I waited for the pain to tear into my face and hands, but the pain never arrived. Instead, something firm and warm enveloped me and broke my fall. The faint smell of roses filled my nostrils before my eyelids slowly fluttered open. The light shining from behind his head made his face appear as a dark black shadow as he stared down at my face from above.

My breath caught in my throat and my legs felt like it had lost all of its strength when icy blue eyes met and held mine intently. I had absolutely no idea how long I was captured and lost in the mesmerizing beauty of his eyes, because to me, it felt like time had stopped. It was as if time became an alien concept that no longer existed in my universe.

Suddenly, the man looked away from me and the spell was broken. Time seemed to resume, and I could hear the loud screaming of the people in the auditorium again. That was when I looked down and realized that I was still lying in his arms after he must have caught me to break my fall. I should thank him…

“Congratulations, my prince. I assure you that you will be more than satisfied with your purchase. She is definitely worth the price that you paid for her. Make her your maid, your sex slave, your pet, or anything that you want!” the host addressed the man who had just bought me loudly and proudly.

That’s right. This man just bought me…

Did he help me just now because he was afraid that his newly purchased merchandise would be damaged?

Slowly, the man pulled me up and made sure that I had regained my balance enough that I could stand on my own two feet. I could feel countless pairs of eyes on us as the other bidders and staffs watched the scene that was unfolding on stage. My eyes travelled to the man now that I could see him better than before.

Truthfully, there wasn’t much to see of him at all. Dressed from head to toe in black, I couldn’t see much of him at all. The man wore a black mask that covered his face from right under his eyes down to his chin. He wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath a long black leather jacket with matching black pants and black leather shoes.

Striking blue eyes framed with very long light blond eyelashes and blond hair. That was all that his black outfit gave away.

This man just bought me…for such an exorbitant price…

“Look at me. What is your name?” the man spoke through his mask.

He didn’t speak loudly so it was quite a challenge to make out his words above the loud screaming of the crowd that refused to calm down.

“Her name can be whatever you wish it to be…” the host of the event chimed in uninvited.

The prince’s bright blue eyes shifted away from my face for a brief moment, and I could feel the man stiffen up in panic at my side before his words trialed off as if he didn’t dare to say anything more. Just like me, he was also intimidated by the presence of the prince. When his alluring blue eyes shifted back to focus on my face, my throat and lips felt dry.

Slowly, the prince began removing the black leather glove that he was wearing from his hand. The way his hands and fingers moved felt captivatingly graceful and I found myself watching as if smitten as his long fingers slowly pulled the glove off his other hand. Everything moved in slow motion as his bare hand slowly approached my face.

My eyes widened half in shock and in panic as his gracefully long fingers approached my face. His aura, his presence, and everything about him told me that we were worlds apart and I was dumbstruck and intimidated at his presence and how close he was to me. When his fingers almost touched my face, I flinched back and closed my eyes reflexively.

Suddenly, I felt the sensation of the tape on my mouth being gently pulled until it was completely removed from my lips. My eyes opened at the same time that my mouth gasped for air. I must have breathed in too fast at the relief of having my mouth freed once again that I started coughing.

“Your name…?” the prince inquired once more.

I was scared but I found myself staring up easily into his mesmerizing blue eyes. It could have been my imagination, or the light, or my hopefulness playing tricks on me, but for a moment, I was sure that his eyes were gentle and kind.

However…

“People should never be bought and sold! Slavery is wrong!” I spat.

That was the first thing that I wanted to tell this man who had just spent so much money to purchase me wasn’t my name. People are not mere objects. We can’t simply be bought and sold like this!

Oh, no. What did I just say?

Although those words represented my honest thoughts and feelings, I knew that now wasn’t the time to say that. Suddenly, my body was trembling in fear. All signs of bravado that I had previously had in me completely evaporated and all that was left was a scared young woman who was now all alone.

Did I anger him? Will he hit me or torture me?

For a moment, the man’s blue eyes widened in surprise before he smiled a smile that reached his eyes. Although I couldn’t see his face because of the black mask that he had on, I could sense that he was smiling at me or at the words that I had just voiced.

“You’re right. People should never be bought and sold…” he whispered softly into my ear as if his words were for my ears only.

It was my turn to be shocked by his words. The man chuckled softly close to my ear before he stood up proud and tall. His tall and large frame loomed over me before he turned to leave.

“Prince Leonard, it’s time to return to the palace. His majesty is waiting for you…” a man spoke as he approached the prince.

Is this man really a prince?

Leonard. Prince Leonard.

So, his name is Leonard…

“Ahh! No…” I cried out at the pain tearing through my arm.

Glancing back, I could see a man pulling my arms backwards. Suddenly, I felt a prickling pain in my arm and realized that the man had injected something into my arm. By the time that the needle left my arm, my mind already felt hazy, and my head felt light. Then everything went dark around me as if someone had switched off all the lights.

…

Prince Leonard sat in his usual sand-colored leather seat in his private jet with a glass of red wine in one hand as he tried his best to get the image of the girl’s eyes out of his head. When he opened his eyes, he could see the intense emotions mixed in her eyes. He could feel them all as if her feelings were his own. Her fear, her anger, her frustration, and her desperation. All of her emotions flooded into his mind and his heart, and he couldn’t control them of block them out. His head started to throb but when he closed his eyes, he could still see her eyes staring back at him.

He winced as if in pain before he felt thankful that no one was travelling with him. The prince sighed loudly as he pulled out some pills and stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them down. He closed his eyes and once again and her intense gaze stared back at him. His mouth curved into a smile before he started laughing darkly to himself.

“Are you coming to get me, or will I end up breaking you first…?” he muttered to himself between his bouts of laughter.

…

**A few days before**

Prince Leonard sat on a large leather sofa as he gazed at his brother over the rim of his teacup. He hated the way his brother was staring at him intensely as he tried to get his message across. After sipping the tea, he placed the teacup back down before letting out a long sigh. He was tired and the last thing that he needed was to attend a black-market auction to buy things that he didn’t want or need. All of that effort for the sake of maintaining appearances…

“How many times do I have to tell you this, Leo? Leaders of nations and the rich show up to network, make connections, and show off their wealth and power. It’s normal for the first prince of our kingdom to turn up. Just do it for the sake of keeping up appearances,” Prince Darius said casually as he tried to convince his brother.

“I’m honestly not bothered. Why can’t they just send someone else in my place? What about you? Why can’t you go instead?” Leonard quickly suggested.

“You’re the first prince and please don’t forget that I went in your place the last time because you insisted that you were ‘sick’,” Darius reminded his brother as his brows drew together.

“What about Florian? He’s a prince too and he didn’t go last time. This thing is definitely something that he’s into. We should just send Florian…” Leonard said without backing down.

As far as he was concerned, he didn’t care who went as long as it didn’t have to be him. With the strange dreams that he’s been having keeping him from getting enough shut-eye at night, he was too troubled, and sleep deprived to bother flying off to some black market auction.

“You seem distracted and moody. Still having problem sleeping?” Darius asked with concern.

“Yeah…sort of…” Leonard mumbled in reply.

He had been taking pills to help him go to sleep at night, although it didn’t seem to help much. He glanced over at Darius’s worried face and decided that his brother didn’t need to know that.

“Back to the topic. We can’t send Florian. The reason is simple, he turns up to that event often enough of his own will that it doesn’t make sense to make him represent the nation,” Darius explained smoothly.

“Well…fuck…” Leonard cursed under his breath.

Suddenly, a few knocks sounded from the other side of the door to the room. The two men heard it at the same time. Prince Leonard rolled his eyes before throwing his head back and closing his eyes. If he could choose, he would choose to disappear into thin air without a second thought. Darius shook his head slightly before he got up from his seat and approached the door.

“It’s me. The King’s senior advisor, Callum,” a low and stern voice introduced himself from the other side of the door.

Wordlessly, Darius opened the door and gestured for the older man to enter the room. He knew without a doubt that Leonard also knew who was at the door and that pretty much explained his reaction. When the two men approached the table, Leonard still had his hands covering his face.

“You won’t succeed in hiding behind your hands, Prince Leonard,” Callum said without mercy.

“What do you and my old man want?” Leonard asked without bother to hide his annoyance.

Callum narrowed his eyes when he spied Leonard staring at him through the cracks in his fingers. The old man was already in his fifties and couldn’t wait to retire. However, the next king that will take over the throne has yet to be decided and that was one of the main things standing in between him and his long-awaited retirement on top of the security and stability of this Kingdom.

“The king along with the ministers have assigned me to inform you of the items that we expect for you to choose and purchase from the upcoming auction. This is the list of things that we would like your assistance at procuring at the auction tomorrow,” the old man said before he bowed and presented a printed booklet to the prince.

Seeing that he didn’t seem to have a choice in the matter, Leonard took the booklet from the old man and began flipping through it with absolutely no signs of interest. The old man began going through the items in the list starting from the top. Leonard wasn’t bothered to listen to the old man as his eyes quickly scanned the items listed in the list. Nothing was unusual or unexpected. Rare artworks, vintage jewelries, sculptures, and ancient rocks from some historical building that he had completely no interest in. Everything seemed normal and good until his eyes landed on the last item on the list.

Leonard sucked in a breath and held it as his clear blue eyes narrowed in distaste at the last item listed on the list: a virgin woman.

“As for the final item on the list. The King and ministers have insisted that you purchase a virgin woman of your choice…” Callum said, his tone serious.

“Wow. It seems like they are truly getting impatient if they’re going as far as to purchase a woman. As if there isn’t enough of them in the sacred chambers already,” Darius said, sounding more amused than surprised.

The implications of what the King and the minister had in mind was clear to Leonard and that disgusted him even more than before. Suggesting that he buy a woman…

“Well, all you have to do is choose her and buy her. It’s not that bad. She can become a maid or something in the castle,” Darius said to lighten the mood.

“It’s my job to purchase her. That’s it. My role doesn’t extend beyond that, and I don’t intend to have anything to do with her…” Leonard stated coldly.

“Always so cold…” Darius said before sighing.

“If there is nothing else, you can leave…” Leonard quickly dismissed Callum.

He didn’t see any need for the old man to remain here any longer. Any objections that he had wouldn’t be resolved even if he raised them to Callum. Orders from the king were absolute and that was that. Callum bowed politely before quickly making a quiet exit out of the room.

“I don’t want to hear that from you. The ministers have been pestering me about your refusal to select a mating partner from the sacred chambers,” Leonard shot back at his brother after he was sure that Callum was out of earshot.

“Instead of wasting my time with those matters, I would rather focus on how to put you on the throne as fast as possible,” Darius countered with a smirk.

“It would put my soul at ease if you’re the one sitting on it instead of me…” Leonard replied without a second thought.

“Please don’t say something like that and please don’t ever voice this in front of anyone else except for me. The one who will take the throne, will be you and no one else. I will make sure of it,” Darius stated confidently.

“You were born first anyways...why couldn’t we have switched mothers…” Leonard mumbled wistfully.

“You will be the next king, Leonard” Darius said resolutely.

Leonard shook his head. Producing the ultimate alpha heir to take over the throne was something extremely difficult and something that he didn’t intend to do. It was a miracle how the current king managed to father three ultimate alpha heirs that all qualified to battle each other out for the throne as his next successor. There were many things about the current regime of things that disgusted him but at the core of it all, he hated the fact that he was born a wolf…and an Ultimate Alpha on top of that.

His eyes wandered to the paper that he realized he was clutching tightly in his hand subconsciously. The paper had crumbled more than slightly where his fingers were. With feelings that he could not quite comprehend, his eyes refused to look away from the last item that he was supposed to purchase at tomorrow’s action.

A virgin woman…

For the countless time since he was born, Leonard wondered why he couldn’t have simply been born a human.

…

**Back to the Present**

“Your skin is so fine…”

The man’s gracefully long fingers traced the skin of my upper arm in slow tantalizing motions. His magnificent blue eyes stared at my face intently, taking in my every reaction. The lack of light obscured his features and all I could make out were his intense blue eyes. The warmth of his fingers against my skin gave me goosebumps, and suddenly, my body felt sensitive all over.

His hands moved to caress my bare shoulders before proceeding to caress my collarbone and then dipping lower towards my chest. A soft whimper escaped my lips when his hands finally arrived at the soft womanly flesh of my breasts. His touch was gentle and warm as his large hands cupped my breasts. No one has ever touched me like this before. His touch on my sensitive breasts felt strangely comforting.

“Your breasts are so soft…” the man whispered, and I could sense the satisfaction in his voice as his hands began moving on my breasts.

His large manly hands began massaging and squeezing my breasts while I let out soft moans. I’ve never felt like this before. It felt like my body was on fire and everywhere that his hands had touched or fondled me felt like it was melting. He continued to grope and pump my breasts, the motions and pressure of his hand intensifying as my moans got louder. I panted as if I struggled to breathed. My nipples started to feel tight as it rubbed against the palm of his hands.

“Ahhh…Ahhhh…” I moaned louder than before.

Why am I making these sounds?

“Don’t hold your voice in. Let me here your sweet moans…” the man urged seductively.

A strange feeling started developing in my lower abdomen. It ached and throbbed like a large knot had formed deep inside of my belly. As his hands continued caressing me, the knot continued to tighten and throb.

“Ahh! Ahh!” I moaned even louder again.

His fingertips captured the perks of my nipple in between them and began twirling it in between his fingertips before he pinched on them. It hurts a little but the jolts of sweet pleasure that flooded my body made my entire body tremble and writhe. Why does it feel so good when he touches me like this?

I closed my eyes and moaned as my chest thrusted upwards off the bed. His large hand continued teasing and playing with my tits until they felt swollen and heavy. His hands then moved down along the curves of my waist before he rested his hand against my throbbing lower abdomen. I wondered if he could feel the pulsating heat that swirled and burned deep inside of me.

“Spread your legs for me…” he instructed calmly.

His large hand stroked their way down to my naked thigh where he parted them widely apart. I whimpered and looked away in embarrassment when I felt my most feminine part being exposed to his heated gaze. I could feel his gaze in between my legs, and I wanted to hide away from embarrassment. His fingers caressed my inner thighs before slowly inching upwards towards the throbbing heat in between my legs.

My core felt so hot that it started to melt. My pussy clenched and quivered before a rush of warm wetness gushed out in between my legs. My eyes widened in surprise at the sensation of the wet heat leaking out of my love entrance. When his fingers finally arrived at its intended destination, I cried out in shock.

He’s touching my…Ahhh!

I closed my eyes tightly as my instincts started to take over, my hips bucking and thrusting my pussy upwards against his hand. His fingers began stroking along the wet slit in between my legs as my body throbbed with a new awakened feeling that I had never felt before.

“Your pussy is flooded. It’s so wet already…” the man whispered as his fingers continued stroking me there.

My hip started moving like it had a will of its own as his fingers continued stroking my wetness. His fingers moved to pet my sensitive spot and pleasure like I have never known surged through my body in waves. His fingers pressed against that spot and I cried out.

“Your body is so sensitive…” the man murmured with a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

His fingers moved faster, stroking, and pressing on my sensitive spot in circular motions. Faster and harder, he petted me there while I cried out. Hot heat corrupted my mind as he continued to give me so much pleasure. I couldn’t handle it anymore as my mind became heavy and hazy.

“You’re so wet…I really want to taste you here…” the man said.

I could sense the lewd desire behind his words and my body began reacting so strongly to him. My hips thrusted up from the bed as if inviting him to give me more pleasure. His large hand spread my legs further apart. Suddenly, his hands were on his face and that was when I realized that he was wearing a black mask. Slowly, his hand moved to pull the mask away from his face…

My eyes widened as his eyes met and held mine. His eyes are such a wonderful shade of blue…

**cough cough cough**

I gasped and coughed. Each intake of breath felt uncomfortable, and I ended up coughing even more. My throat felt dry, and my eyelids and body felt so heavy. After lying still for a while as I tried to catch my breath and regulate my breathing, I managed to open my eyes.

He’s not here…