Owned by a Rich Man

Once upon a time...

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"Mom, what is it like outside?" A soft and milky voice from a little girl sounded. The girl who seemed to age five years old was like a porcelain doll. Her skin was white as snow with golden hair and bright blue eyes. Her cheeks had a healthy pink flush and still had baby fat in them. It can already be seen that she would grow up as a stunning beauty in the future.

The woman that was called mom by the little girl sat beside her in the bed. Both of them looked outside of the window. She was still very young, but she already had a duplicate of her. She had the same traits as the little girl, golden hair, blue eyes, and red cherry lips. Anyone who would lay her eyes on her would be hooked out of their breath.

She was like a goddess that descended on earth. Or maybe, she is.

The woman looked out at the vast world outside. It was nighttime and the sky was full of stars. What they can see from their place were vast land and thick forest. Below was a few feet high, and the place was swallowed in darkness.

It turns out, the mother and daughter were in a tall tower.

The woman looked at her questioning daughter. She caressed the little girl's soft and beautiful hair and sighed.

"Sweetheart, the world is scary." She whispered.

"Why is it, mom? Are there monsters with big fangs like in the picture book?" The little girl inquired innocently.

The woman smiled sadly.

"No, even scarier. Because they can look nice and even beautiful. But their hearts are full of greed and malice." She explained to her daughter, even though she doubted whether the little girl could understand it.

But she never ceases to remind her.

"Remember sweetheart, we are not humans. We are objects that fill the greed of people. My owner keeps me, but it is much better than being outside where many people could hurt me. When the time is right, your owner will arrive to get you too." She explained patiently.

The little girl that could understand only much looked at her mother with big bright eyes. She couldn't comprehend so, however, in her mind, she imagined whether her owner was like the prince in the picture book.

The mister that comes regularly to find her mother was also tall and beautiful and he looked gentle. Will her owner be like him too?

"Well, will he be my prince?" She finally asked her mother.

The young woman could only look at her daughter and smile helplessly at her innocence.

She also wished. But sadly, it was not the case. However, it is not the time to tell this to her. She would know in the future.

A knock sounded at the door. It opened and a woman with a stern face came in.

"The master is here. Child, let's go to another room," The woman announced as she motioned her hand to the little girl.

The little girl looked back at her mother reluctantly. The latter only smiled and fixed her dress for her and urged her to stand.

The little girl finally approached the stern lady obediently.

Outside the door, a large shadow covered her. She looked up and saw the mister's familiar face.

An imposing man stood tall outside the door with a neat three-piece suit. He softened his eyes a little as he gave a small smile to the little girl. But after a beat, he only passed by her and walked to enter the room.

The lady in waiting led the little girl to leave. As they left, the little girl looked back. Just in time before the door shut close, she saw her beautiful mother sitting calmly on the bed and the back of the man as he took off his coat.

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A few years later.

A young woman stood in front of the vanity mirror. The once five-year-old girl grew up to be a beautiful young lass. She just reached adulthood and she looked like a blooming rose.

Her long golden hair reached her buttocks, and one could tell it was smooth and soft just by looking at them. Her skin was still as white as snow. Her cheeks had a rosy color on them, and her pouty lips were moist and tinted with a color of cherry red.

A middle-aged woman was behind her and brushed her hair. She looked at her daughter in the mirror and smiled slightly.

"Remember what I told you when you meet your owner later." She whispered softly.

The young woman raised her eyes at her mother in the mirror and her heart trembled. A blush crept in her cheeks that made her face even more blossoming.

Her mother saw her shy and nervous appearance and can't help but sigh. The time had finally come and she can no longer talk to her in black in white.

Last night, she had already prepared her daughter for what is about to happen. From every detail, she didn't shy away from telling and explaining to her daughter.

"Sweetheart, do you remember?" She can only prompt her daughter again.

The young girl heard this, and she recovered and calmed down. She nodded solemnly to her mother.

As she grew older, she was no longer as naïve and clueless as before. When she finally realized and learned what she is and who she is, she slowly became timid. Just like her mom and all the predecessors before her. They were from the clan of the Goddess of luck. No one really knew anything about them. What they really were nor where they came from.

But they are currently owned by a rich man, locked up in a tall tower.

The family that owned the Goddess at present is the Albrecht family.

And right now, this young woman who had just turned 18 years old would be given to her owner, the present heir of the Albrecht family.

And it will be tonight, the night she will reach adulthood.

The young girl doesn't know what to expect, her dream of meeting her prince slowly faded away through the years as her mother revealed to her the history of her kind.

Now, she was only nervous about what will happen.

Will the owner like her?

Her timid nature covered up the anticipation of her childhood dreams, that deep inside, she still wished for her prince.

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In an airport, a bunch of media had been waiting at the entrance. They were waiting for the arrival of one of the most sought-after businessmen in the industry today.

The heir of the Albrecht family. Leon Zigmund Albrecht.

He is coming back to the country from a successful business trip abroad. Another huge deal was closed by this prominent and bright young man.

Finally, they saw a tall and dashing lad come out. He was wearing a black coat with shades in his eyes. His expression was cold and aloof, as guards stopped the mobs from the media,

Without adhering to the calls of the reporters and flashes of the camera, Leon boarded the luxury car parked outside the airport. The car hurriedly drove away from the place.

Leon slumped his back on the backrest of the car and crossed his leg. The assistant before him suddenly said.

"Young Master, the President reminded me about the important matter tonight. He ordered to directly go to the Herrenhaus Manor."

Leon heard this and sighed. This event again, as his father termed it, "ritual". He remembered the very first time he heard about the weird secret of this family.

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The night in the bar was at its peak and the loud music hyped up the people, along with the dancing lights and booze.

Leon sat on a couch surrounded by his friends, it was one of the rare nights he went out to hang out.

He downed a shot as his friend gave him a woman for the night.

"Pass," He only said as he took out his phone to scan the messages. It was then he saw the message from his urging him to meet right now.

He furrowed his brows at the unappointed meeting, but he still resigned to go.

"I have an unexpected meeting. You guys enjoy yourselves." Leon said to his friends as he took his coat and wore it.

"This work freak. Loosen up a bit." One of his tipsy friends tried to stop him.

Leon has always been a restrained and aloof man. Although occasionally he indulges in some vices and women, it was just him letting off some steam. In front of his work and goals, nothing could take his mind away from it especially if he enters serious mode.

This rare night was suddenly interrupted and his friends can't help but try to convince him to enjoy it a bit. Leon just shook his head and patted them on their shoulders and once again bid them goodbye.

Although he was a tenacious person and has a mind of his own, he had great respect for his father and would not actually ditch him just because of a night out.

But as he sat in his father's office and heard the contents of his words, he can't help but ask incredulously.

"Goddess?" Even though it was unlikely for his father, Leon thought he was joking.

What kind of tradition is this?

His father who saw his expression knew what he was thinking.

"Now that you are the heir of the Albrecht, you need to follow the tradition of our ancestors. But I tell you, you won't regret it. The power of the Goddess is unimaginable."

"All you need to know is that they are the treasure of the Albrecht family. Fortune and wealth will follow the moment you own her. And in return, we give protection, shelter and security."

"Even if you did not come from me, you are my now my son. And a new generation and legacy will come from you. Do not fail me." His adopted father added.

Yes, Leon Zigmund Albrecht was only an adopted child of the head of the Albrecht family. The present president of the Albrecht family is childless. Maybe because of the taboos happening in their bloodline, the current head of the family remained infertile.

And through the years, the competition for being the head of the family was very tight. With painstaking efforts, the current head was finally able to get the throne, only to know he was childless.

And him being unwilling to pass the business to the children of his brother, his number one nemesis, he decided to adopt a child.

And the family did not detest this child as for one, he was a genius prodigy. With a photographic memory and high IQ and analytical skills, the boy grew up and became an intelligent and outstanding man.

The president was very satisfied with this adopted son of his, and he was not hesitant to make him his heir.

"Soon, it will be time for the both of you to meet. You only need to consummate. I can see the reluctance on your face, but complain again to me once you meet her. I can reckon you will change your mind by then. No one can resist the goddess." He said to his son.

Leon heard these words and felt like having a headache. He always thought his father was logical, but this right now was not it.

"Father, pardon me but this is ridiculous."

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Leon remembered he had his first argument with his adopted father at that time. It was against his logic and principle to follow the latter's words.

Back in the car, Leon still thought all of these were nonsense. Maybe because of him being a genius prodigy, he was aloof and held pride in everything he has done and achieved. He didn't believe in luck, as he thinks that people should not rely on luck and instead do the work.

To sleep with a woman for luck and fortune did not sit right with him, he was principled and believed that only hard work would take him to heights and success.

But his adopted father threatened him that if he didn't meet the Goddess, he would take away his inheritance. Leon thought this was such a nuisance matter. Even though he doesn't believe in this "luck", he finally resigned. Anyway, at the age of 25, although tenacious, he was also a bit playful. Well, it was just s*x. Leon just hoped she was pretty.

So let's meet this Goddess.

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A car parked outside the Herrenhaus Manor, but actually, it was a tall tower. Leon looked up at the building after getting out of the car. At the entrance, four people waited to welcome the Young Master.

Leon went ahead to enter as the servants bowed their heads.

"Good evening, Young Master. Please have some rest for a while," The butler greeted him and led him the way.

"Thank you," Leon said politely as he entered. This tower stood in an isolated land, and it took them a while to get here, and now it is already dark.

"You have come a long way, Sire, so we arranged your room to rest a bit. Meanwhile, we will prepare her for tonight." The butler told him as they walked into the large hallway.

Leon glanced at the butler and saw his expression as if he was explaining a food he will serve to him later and can't help but shook his head helplessly. He then just entered the room to settle down.

The room was large and very clean. It looked elegant with antique furniture, Leon once again felt like this place was a castle, much different from the modernity he was used to back at the city.

Well, it housed their "goddess".

Leon then entered the bathroom to shower. He was just from a long flight and drive, and he needed to freshen up.

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Meanwhile, in another bathroom, a young woman sat in a bathtub and a woman was washing her hair behind her, and two maids brushed her arms.

It was her mother behind her, caressing her hair.

"Tonight, is the night, do not be scared, he won't be cruel and hurt you." She whispered to her daughter.

Only the two of them were talking, as no one was allowed to talk to them, aside from the President.

This has been their lives. They were locked in this tower the day they were born, both clueless about the world and human relationships.

What they do understand is that this place was the safest for them. Aside from their powers, their ancestors have passed to them their history on Earth, and how the first generations of their kind suffered at the hands of humans.

It was better than being sold and treated as a profiting machine by greedy people.

Here, they were well taken care of and were only owned by a single man all their life. their innocent and pure minds had always been like this until the present.

The young girl nodded her head and remembered all the words and tales her mother told her. In her mind, she needed to make the Young Master happy, so that he would like her.

After bathing, she was put on in a white dress flowing dress. She entered her room sat on the bed and waited for the moment to come.

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Back outside the hall, Leon sat on one of the sofas, dressed in comfortable pants and shirt, and was scrolling through his iPad. Even in this place, he was still thinking about work, that was why even though he was settled down to rest, he read some documents. Anyway, this was considered his rest, typical for a serious and work maniac man.

But when the time arrived, the butler approached him and announced.

"Master, it is time."

Leon raised his head and saw the butler standing, with servants holding candles, towels, and basins of water. He rubbed his temple, even with his age he was still getting a bit of embarrassment with this kind of preparation.

However, when he stood up and finally followed them, leading him up the stairs and faced with a large door with numerous locks in it, he furrowed his eyebrows.

This was when he realized this was really serious and they were keeping a woman locked up in this tower.

The metal door clanked as it opened, and no one dared to look inside, only Leon who faced the door.

Leon's face became solemn as he glanced at the people and the room before him. did they really have to reach this far to keep a woman? Had she lived like this all her life?

But he knew asking them won't give him an answer. So he passed by them and finally entered the room.

The room was large, but it was desolate. Only a bed in the middle draped with velvet sheets and curtains on its pillar.

And in the middle sat a woman with long golden hair. Leon was taken aback as he stared at her.

Her skin was porcelain white, a striking contrast to the dark sheets. Leon's eyes slowly went up to her petite figure to her breathtaking face. She had bright blue eyes, a smooth and ruddy face, and red pouty lips. Despite already seeing the vastness of the world, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He can't help but think at this moment whether she was really a goddess. Just this face would let anyone think so.

Leon stood up for a moment in his place and did not even notice the sound of the door closing. But when he saw the woman's eyes tremble, he finally woke up from his thoughts.

The delicate woman looked like an anxious cat.

Leon approached the bed and looked down at her. She seemed young and she timidly moved her eyes, raising to his face and looking down.

"How old are you?" This was Leon's concern, with the atrociousness of this family "tradition", he felt he needed to prepare himself for more ridiculousness.

The woman was taken aback, as she didn't expect he would ask her this. She stumbled to answer. Her mother told her how old she is, it was this.

She raised her hands and showed her how much.

Leon stared at her doing this and clarified.

"18?"

The woman hurriedly nodded. Leon became relieved a bit and sighed. He then sat at on the bed and leaned on the headboard.

"You can't talk?" He can't help but ask.

The woman thought for a while, shook her head, then nodded again.

Leon furrowed his brow.

"You can?"

The woman nodded.

"Why won't you talk?" Leon still communicated. He felt funny like talking to a kitten, though he didn't know

where that metaphor came from.

The woman was anxious and moved her hands and gestured stumbly.

Leon looked at her movements and spoke.

"You're not allowed to?"

The woman sighed in relief and nodded.

Leon felt funny watching her but also felt helpless. This woman, how much was she restricted.

"Come here," He told her gently.

The woman looked at him hesitantly and slowly crawled towards him. She looked nervous.

"Scared?" Leon asked as he softened his eyes.

The woman only pursed her lips and looked at him with her bright eyes.

"Don't be afraid you can talk to me." Leon coaxed as if coaxing a child.

"What's your name?" He then asked.

The woman stared at the man's face and she was fascinated. He was really handsome, he was more handsome

than the prince in the picture book. He was also gentle and talked to her. He was the only one who had been close to her like this aside from his mother.

And she only had one thing on her mind. She wanted to please him. So even though she was not allowed to speak, she would take any punishment to talk with this prince.

"Sweetheart." A sweet and soft tone came out of her mouth.

Leon was even more fascinated.

"That is what my mother told me." She whispered. She doesn't have a name, and neither does her mother. But her mother calls her this.

Leon felt his heart beat more and more as he talked to this woman.

"Sweetheart." He called.

The woman's cheeks blushed when she heard this. somehow, when he says it, it felt different.

Leon saw the beautiful blush creeping in her cheeks and it made him want to take a bite.

He raised his hand to gently caress her cold cheeks.

"Shall I call you that?"

The woman timidly looked at him and shyly gazed down. Leon can't help but want to wrap her in his arms.

"Are you nervous?" He asked as he looked at her stiff and timid body. He looked for something to distract her and touched his pocket. He then took out the contents and was glad he brought some with him.

It was a strawberry candy, which reminds him of her. He opened the wrapper and brought it to his lips.

"I'll give this to you," He said softly. Now he really looked like coaxing a child.

The woman felt a sweet thing held against her lips and unconsciously opened her mouth.

The candy was pushed in and she felt a burst of sweetness in her mouth. It was very delicious.

Her heart brightened. It was the first time she tasted some. Although the cooks sometimes gave them sweet food, but it was her first time tasting this novel thing.

The moment the woman opened her mouth, Leon got a glimpse of her soft pink tongue and it made him roll his throat.

Thinking about what they were here for and what they were about to do, finally, he can't help but take the woman closer into his arms.

The woman was no longer fearful and let him hold her, so Leon became even more preposterous and brought her to his lap.

Leon looked down at the delicate woman and asked.

"Do you know what we will be doing?"

The woman also looked up and she was drawn by his deep eyes. She nodded bravely.

"Yes, the Master is going to own me."

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