Angel and Demon, Princess and Prince, Slave and Master (FINISHED)

Sold To The Messy Prince

I dedicate this chapter to: LittleMissDark, because she is the only one who likes and comments on my story.

 Picture of Prince Damon on the side

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I woke up in a cell. I had a chain around my neck that was attached to the old brick wall behind me. I realized that another person was in the cell beside me. My vision was a little blurry but I knew it was my brother.

“Aaron?” I asked, it barely came out as a whisper.

“Angie? Is that you?” he asked

“Yes, it’s me!” I said, my throat was so dry, every time I said something, my throat hurt like hell!

“What’s going to happen to us? I asked while getting closer to the bars that separate us.

“I don’t know” he said and did the same. We reached the bars and he passed his arms threw them to hug me. We stayed like that for a while until we heard the cell doors being thrown open. The same guards as before grabbed us by the arms and pulled us out and into a room where other angels looked at us in shock.

“Oh! Your majesties they caught you too!” one of the females exclaimed while letting a tear roll down her cheek as she bowed down.

“Yes, unfortunately” Aaron said. Others started to bow and some cried.

“Don’t worry everyone, everything will be all right … I hope” I said that last part in my head before the door opened again. Everyone was lead into a dusty room. Everyone was tied to a metal pole and slowly, slowly the number of people decreased and they didn’t come back. Soon only I and Aaron were left. They took us both and pushed us somewhere, the lights turned on.

Oh.my.GOD! We are on a stage surrounded by demons, vampires and other dark creatures. We’re in HELL!

“Last two slaves of the night!” the auctioneer yelled. “The royal highnesses Prince Aaron and Princess Angela, let’s start with the gentlemen shall we?” I was pulled back and forced to sit on a wooden chair guarded by a demon as I watched the horrifying scene in front of me.

“This young lad has royal blood in him. Blood type: A positive. He has some good muscles under that shirt of his, I am sure he could be perfect for any jobs that need lifting. The bidding starts at 10 000 rubies (Rubies are actually bags of blood. They are named that way because they are red and precious for demons). The bidding reached 70 000 rubies.

“Going once, going twice, SOLD!” yelled the auctioneer yelled. He was pulled of stage and I was pulled forward.

“Ah, yes the princess, Blood type: A positive as well and surprisingly still a virgin” he said and my mouth dropped open. Causing the audience to laugh hard. What the hell!? They don’t even know if that’s true. Stupid perverts trying to make more money out of me.

“Just because I ‘m royalty doesn’t mean I am some sort of slut who sleeps with every guy in the kingdom!” I said. BIG MISTAKE! That got me a slap. My cheek burns and I’m pretty sure that is going to be a bruise later.

“Let’s start the bidding at 100 000 rubies”. The bidding reaches 600 000 rubies in no time.

“650 000 rubies” an old man in the front row yelled. Ewwww. He mouthed ‘you’re mine with a smile revealing his rotten teeth which caused me to shudder.

“800 000 rubies!” an angelic voice yelled.

“Going one, going twice, SOLD FOR 800 000 RUBIES!” the auctioneer yelled out loud as I was pulled off stage by the chain that still restrained me. They threw me in a room where I found my brother tied to a silver pole.