Through the window with heavy curtains rolled up showing a pure court style living room, a girl sat on a black piano with leather chains around her wrists, ankles, including her neck.
The flowers were in full bloom in the yard. The tall rose bushes withered in the night wind.
Thera moved her body all over and caused the chains to jingle. She was tired and confused then slowly opened eyes and saw an extreme luxurious room.
The bow curtain fell from extremely high zenith. The gold candlestick flashed with luster.
There was a deep sound of footsteps outside the door.According to their dialogue, it could be judged that it was a master and a servant. The engraving gate of wood opened and the black figure was projected on the floor by lights. She felt that the man had a strong aura.
"Master, take an early break".The servant bent over and retired, dared not even lift her head.
The tall man came in and took off his hat.
He was wearing a British coat with skewed up collar, exuded charm inadvertently.
The eyes were deep dark red with magic of demagoguery.They were so magnetic that any girl had to indulge in when she saw them.Thera was confused about where she was and who he was.
He approached her and observed her unconcernedly with a heartless smile. The slender hand clasped her jaw and forced her to look up at him.His eyes were filled with high momentum as if in pity and disdain.
Thera tried to struggle, but she had half her strength and no body. She didn't seem to belong to herself.
His hands scratched all the way across her delicate face and body one by one.
"You are worthy of being qualified at every level of selection."
"Who are you..."
"Your master, your future king."
He was full of dominant sentences.
She thought it was ridiculous that he said such a thing. No one could be her master! She won't belong to anyone!
"Leave. Get out of here! " He laughed unbridled. The laughter was like coming from hell, but the voice was so gorgeous and noble as the sound of nature. He sniffed it on her.
"What's your name?"
"Go away..."
The man twisted her hand then frowned slightly. "The palm is not tender enough."
Even her nails had to be examined.
She has never hated a pair of eyes as much as she did at the moment.
Even the least important part of body were examined by him from top to bottom.
According to orders, she was soaked in the milk bath without wearing any perfume, but through the smell of milk he still smelled a sweet smell.
"I like the smell on you."Although he said he liked it and forced a smile, she could see that he was not in any mood.
Her eyes were bewildered to see an exceedingly handsome man.
His taste was full of musk and smells good. "who on earth are you? why did you bring me here?" She was dizzy "let me go home..."
"From now on, this is your new home."
Thera's eyelids were getting deeper and deeper and her consciousness was gradually peeling off.
In the morning the sun shone through the window coffin to illuminate the palace-decorated room.
Thera lay in a big bed three meters wide, moving her thick black eyelashes a little.
She frowned and sat up immediately when she saw the strange environment!
Her eyes quickly looked at the black piano with her wrists and ankles tightly strung by chains.
That's where it was last night...