Disgust and Calm
"You may think that you can threaten me with your sharp gaze, but all it does is to make me fall for you even more" a woman wearing a seductive face made such a sticky comment.
"Too bad, you're here to feel the pain and not the pleasure, or else I'll personally serve you" the woman kept on talking, but she was not doing a monologue. It just so happen that the person she was talking to was currently unable to utter a word at the moment.
"You must have offended Young Master real bad for him to disregard your identity" the woman never stray her eyes from that handsome face in front of her. She dared not stare at her owner like this. She once caught a glimpse of him and was instantly attracted, but she knew she can't let any admiration grow any deeper. She killed the feelings she had for him the first time it budded.
The man in front of her was different. She only cowers against her owner but not for other people even if they are royals.
"I like the fire in your eyes, just keep it burning. I wonder how long can they last? Hmm?" the woman whispered in the man's ears and tried hard not caress his face. She hid her trembling fingers.
"I'll leave you now to be entertained. Hope you'll have the most unforgettable experience" the woman winked as she left the Crown Prince alone to wallow in doom.
Her owner sure is fearless. He even dared to kidnap the future emperor.
What a waste that he did it for his sister and not for her.
Ahh, she shouldn't be thinking this way, she didn't want to get her share of punishment.
The woman got agitated. She was relishing the looks of the Crown Prince and licked her lips. Maybe, she can try to get her taste or maybe vent some of her frustrations, of not getting her owner, to him later. She shivered in excitement.
Yun stared at the woman who kept talking nonsense as she left him inside the room and almost puke in disgust.
He gritted his teeth controlling his anger.
The room was filled with unspeakable props. He was brought in a brothel.
He was sure that Yyan didn't own the establishment, but he can't believe that the man dared to put him in this place.
Before the Crown Prince can even ponder any further, a group of men already entered inside the room.
He paled at the sight of those greasy bald men and cursed Yyan endlessly in his head.
The Crown Prince was wearing a mask and an unbuttoned white shirt while his hand is tied loosely in the bed post. His hair is a mess, and his body is a treat.
The men drooled at the sight of their prey.
The Crown Prince didn't expect that there will come a time that he would suffer in this kind of humiliation. His intestines revolted.
But, was it so easy to ruin him?
As a part of the royal family, poisons and all kinds of drugs were introduced to their system in small amount in order to build resistance and immunity the moment they were born.
Even if the drug administered to him was stronger than the ones he had ever taken, it was not enough to keep him in place for a long time.
Before they can even pounce onto him, the Crown prince freed his hands and had gone for the kill.
It was tough fighting in his condition, but those men must only know how to indulge in pleasure and never had once run in treadmill, so he still managed to gain an advantage over them.
Shouts of pain like squealing pigs reverberated all over the room, but such thing is not unusual in this type of place so even if someone heard them, no one will pay them heed.
The Crown prince stared condescendingly at the people who were knocked cold on the floor. He didn't reach his position with just his birth right. He also had gone through several assassinations and kidnapping attempts so he trained hard to avoid falling over and over to such situations.
He was yet to sigh in relief before he heard the door opened and another person entered the room.
"Did the Crown Prince enjoy our welcome party?" Ruyi impeccably asked. He didn't even pay attention to the bodies sprawled on the floor.
"Impudent!" with a hoarse voice, Yun shouted in his anger.
"Young Master said that your highness may not be satisfied with just one welcoming activity so we prepared another one for you. Young Master will personally attend to you this time. Please rest for now while he was still away" Ruyi informed the Crown Prince of his impending ill fate as if he was just a guest in a hotel.
The Crown Prince was about to fight Ruyi, but in the next moment he felt another sting in his neck and lost consciousness.
Ruyi let his subordinates carry the Crown Prince into another place.
He could only shake his head as he followed.
When Yyan got home, he saw that the door of the music room was open.
No one had really used this room. It was just a part of the design of the villa that he approved thoughtlessly. He didn't think he ever set foot in this side of the house either.
As he walked forward, he could vaguely hear the low strumming of the guitar.
Yue woke up after a good sleep but wanted to further calm her thoughts.
She toured aimlessly inside the house.
This place is large, but not enough to get you lost, but still, the totality of her stay here can only be summed up for almost a year so she can't be considered as too familiar with every nook and cranny of the house especially that she almost stayed in her room to work on her designs.
This time, Yue observed every detail.
She tried to imagine how Yyan lived here during the years she had yet to know him. He must have been lonely. He would have probably preferred to stay in his company if not for his sister.
If she was not mistaken, this was not the house that he was born in.
The Crest Family was not situated in the Capital but governed a province on the south of the country.
It was Yyan who transferred in the Capital after the incident.
Yue had yet to meet the other members of the family.
Now that she thought about it, she never had once heard Yyan mention them. Even in the memory she inherited didn't have an impression on them.
They were either aloof or have a bad relation.
She learned recently that the company Yyan was managing was not a family business but his own, so she can assume that the later was the most probable reason.
Yue unknowingly ended up in front of the music room.
It was actually located near the entrance of the house on the right side besides the path leading to the garden.
The room was filled with various instruments that were obviously cared for properly but never played.
She was not aware if Yyan could play but at least she never heard him do so even once.
She remembered the guqin given by the Old Master.
She can feel the difference between that instrument and the ones inside this room. The guqin already accumulated a certain level of spirituality left by the care of its previous owner.
Yue decided to use them. Maybe she should visit this room more often. It would be a pity if no one uses the instruments according to its purpose of existence.
She chose the guitar.
She plucked the strings and tuned it.
Yue felt some pain due to the lack of callus and practice, but she eventually got used to it.
Her heart was at peace but a little heavy.
She wants quietness but the world won't give.
There's no score to play but she poured her heart out.
Mindlessly, letting her fingers dance to the delicate lines of melody.
She hummed, and go along, sang the words making a whole new composition.
She didn't need to write, didn't need to mind.
Just go along, and go along, until her heart is merry and full.
Lost in her own world, Yue didn't hear Yyan entering the room.
It took a few more minutes before she stopped and noticed another existence with her.