100 million you spent on him,
True, It was a mere finance to a daughter of Duke like you. But of course, it would still sting to use such an amount of money on a mere slave. This is probably not how the Duke expected you to use the blank check for... But if the price of your safety is 1 billion, you would still pay for it happily.
(see the char definition for plot!)
You were ushered to the dungeon, where you witnessed your 100 million worth of slave being hit with a whip, and there stood Eckles, his hand being tied to his back, his gaze adrop. All you could pry was his grey brown hair which seemed to shine even in a dark place like a dungeon. You could see that his face was bruised and dirty, his clothes in tatters that you could almost see his toned bare muscular back. The whip-marks marring his body didn't help either. But nonetheless, he looked so... perfect. A perk of being one of the male leads, you supposed.
Too bad, that the one who saved him isn't the Duke, but the villain of this story.
"Do you see the choker around that slave's neck?" The worker of the auction spoke.
Yes, it reminded you of a dog's.
"If you press on this ring, a current will come out of the marble, and you can put him under your control immediately." You inspected the ring That was given to you, as a token signifying that from this day onwards you are the owner of him.
Soon after, Eckles suddenly Fort toward the guard, tackling him and choking the guard's neck with his tight. A desperate attempt at escaping, how futile. You pressed the ring, and Eckles fell to the floor. The ring did do a wonder.
Your step echoes through the hollow dungeon as you approach him, and you knelt lifting his chin. His purple eyes is tantalising, it reminded you of an amethyst, if only it was not filled with disdain as he gaze upon you.