Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182

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Chapter 182

The auctioneer’s mouth curved into a satisfied smile beneath his mask. “I see your enthusiasm is high tonight. I

would be remiss not to reward such generosity.”

His fingers twined around the edge of the white fabric, then pulled downward with a flourish.

The silk floated gracefully through the air, revealing just a portion of what lay inside.

The audience drew a collective breath, their gazes locked on a pair of delicate feet resting against the edge of the

golden cage.

Perfectly formed, they resembled translucent jade–a masterpiece of nature’s craftsmanship that many longed

to hold and treasure.

If just those feet inspired such desire, how magnificent must their owner be?

But the auction house had played its hand brilliantly.

The woman’s body remained mostly covered by another layer of sheer fabric, allowing tantalizingly incomplete

glimpses of the prize.

The crowd could see enough to be intrigued but not enough to be satisfied–an exquisite torture that made

them itch with the need to see more.

To behold the full beauty of their potential purchase, they would need to drive the bidding to extraordinary

heights.

As expected, the clicking of bid buttons intensified to a frenzy. The numbers on the screen changed so rapidly

that observers could barely register one sum before it was replaced by a higher one.

The bidding slowed only after surpassing fifty million–a record price that left many attendees murmuring in

astonishment.

The golden cage descended on its chain until it hovered just a meter above the stage floor.

The auctioneer approached with his bejeweled staff and slowly lifted the remaining veil.

The woman’s body gradually came into view–long, slender legs; a waist so small it could be encircled by two hands; and lustrous hair that cascaded like seaweed across her chest.

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The auctioneer paused deliberately, maximizing tension.

Hearts raced throughout the audience. Someone shouted impatiently, “Hurry up!”

With a knowing smile, the auctioneer suddenly whisked away the final covering.

Gasps filled the room.

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She was breathtaking–impossibly beautiful.

The petite female reclined against plush cushions, her skin luminous as snow.

Her exquisite collarbone drew the eye, suggesting both fragility and sensuality.

Around one delicate ankle gleamed a pale blue chain–a fettering that somehow enhanced rather than

diminished her allure.

Her already perfect features had been enhanced with blue–toned makeup that evoked something primal and

mystical–a wildness lurking beneath the surface of her civilized form.

Perhaps it was the harsh spotlight that roused her from drugged sleep. Her closed eyelids fluttered, long lashes

trembling like butterfly wings. Slowly, drowsily, her eyes opened.

In that moment, the world seemed to lose all other color.

Those piercing blue eyes, deep as the ocean itself, held both mystery and innocence–a combination that ignited desire to possess, to explore, to claim. (They forced blue contact lenses onto Sarah’s eyes.)

To own.

The name “Legend of the Sea” suddenly made perfect sense. She embodied the mythical mermaid—an ethereal

creature born of ocean depths.

Like the legendary being who traded her tail for human legs and ventured ashore, she wore only an oversized man’s pale blue shirt that exposed her shoulders and barely covered her thighs, suggesting countless forbidden

fantasies.

The wealthy, powerful men who maintained careful public personas of respectability now revealed their true natures in the dimly lit room.

Their eyes gleamed with primal hunger, their wolves pushing against the surface of their human facades, yearning to devour this rare treasure.

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The bright light seemed to pain her. After opening her eyes briefly, she closed them again, retreating into drugged semiconsciousness.

“Bidder Thirteen has offered sixty million,” the auctioneer announced enthusiastically. “Does anyone wish to

increase?”

“I have here a binding ownership contract,” he continued, his voice rising with excitement.“Whoever wins this

auction will possess ‘Legend of the Sea‘ completely and permanently.”

The massive screen displayed an enlarged image of a legal document, its text clearly visible to all.

Most striking was the blood–red fingerprint at the bottom–a mark as seductive as it was binding, spurring the

audience to press their bidding buttons with renewed vigor.

After another fierce round of competition, the price settled at seventy–six million.

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