The Bullys Obsession

"Miss, have you remembered everything that was discussed in the car earlier?" the man in black asked.

She nodded gently, her eyes covered by an orange cloth, her pale cherry lips betraying her inner fear, yet her body did not retreat—an option not afforded to her.

Step 1: She must play a piano piece in front of her benefactor until he calls for a stop;

Step 2: Unconditionally comply with any request made by the benefactor;

Step 3: From beginning to end, she is not allowed to remove the blindfold!

She had memorized these instructions, dared not to forget them.

Tonight marked her first engagement.

The cloth around her eyes was wrapped tightly, leaving no room for error. The man in black said that the master of this place did not want her to retain any memories of it.

Memories... She faintly smiled, if she could, she wished more than anyone to forget what was about to happen.

"Alright, as long as you follow the steps Ive given you, a million dollars will be wired to your account on time tomorrow. I hope you have a pleasant night. Now, please hold onto my shoulder, and I will guide you to meet the master."

With the respectful voice of the man in black, her hands clenched tightly, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms. It took a great deal of effort for her to raise her hands gently and place them on the shoulder of the man in black.

Lifting her uncomfortable high heels, she followed the pace of the man in black, slowly stepping into the unknown darkness...

Each clack-clack of her footsteps was heavy, but she knew that for the million dollars, she had no way back...

It seemed like she walked through a long corridor, perhaps entered an elevator, after many twists and turns, she finally heard a creak, like the sound of a door being pushed open, and then she heard the voice of the man in black again—

"Master, the person has been brought."

Her heart jolted at these words!

A gust of cold air hit her, causing her to shiver involuntarily!

After a long while, straining her ears, she heard no movement, only an intangible, cold, suffocating feeling pressing down on her...

Her feet seemed to step on an extremely expensive carpet, soft like walking on clouds, but the touch was very cold, making her already chilled body shiver uncontrollably.

Then, the man in black stopped, and she sensitively halted as well.

"Miss, please be seated, you can reach the piano keys. Remember what I just told you?" the man in black whispered.

She obediently nodded, subconsciously pursing her lips, not letting any weakness or fear show, slowly squatting down, and when her buttocks touched a tall chair, she settled her heart.

"Master, I wish you a pleasant night, I will take my leave now." The man in black left with an acknowledgment.

Then, she heard the door creak shut, tightening her heartstrings again!

Her heart pounded nervously, feeling as if there was an intense, scorching gaze watching her.

What kind of man would her benefactor be?

With her eyes covered, she couldnt imagine at all.

She just felt the room was chillingly cold.

After a long while, she remembered Step 1 and croaked, "Uh, sir... Im going to start playing the piano..."

She didnt know where her benefactor was, so she politely nodded to the air.

Then, not daring to breathe, she raised her snow-white, slender hands and touched the familiar keys!

Ding.

A clear note flowed out under her touch.

Clean and crisp, without any impurities, bouncing with etherealness, it was enough to prove that this was an excellent piano.

The piano was her passion!

After hesitating for a while, she took a deep breath, her eyes under the cloth slightly closed, and began to play her best piece for this unknown patron—

Lifting her supple and soft fingers, gently pressing on the sensitive keys, like an elf on the keys, the melodious music immediately flowed, a song of gorgeous sorrow danced and flowed from her fingers...

The music sprinkled on the surface of the lake of longing, rippling waves.

Longing burst out like ice cracks, sharp fingers striking on the black and white keys, soon she was immersed in the ocean of music, waves sometimes silent, sometimes turbulent, one wave rolling over another.

Even Su Yi, Su Yi, Yi...

She called this deep name in her heart, even her breath was painful.

The piece she played was "Dreams," composed by Su Yi for her.

Every time she played this piece, she would think of Su Yis gentle smile.

Although the longing was like a knife cut at this moment, she could only pretend nothing was wrong, her fingers quietly and firmly, silently yet painfully striking on the keys...

After playing for a while, suddenly, a light male voice rang out—

"Enough!"

Concise and very powerful two words, with a chilling spine-tingling coldness, interrupted her playing!

She became nervous for no reason, was it time to start the next step?

Serving the benefactor?

Then the benefactor said again, "The piano is played well, but I prefer to play the piano on your body..."