Night, the moonlight shone brightly, illuminating the symbol of the wealthy, the Imperial Hotel.
The Imperial Hotel is the most luxurious hotel in M City, an internationally renowned five-star hotel. A modern high-rise building and 11 five-story buildings form a picturesque architectural complex, exuding the "apricot blossoms and misty rain" characteristics of the Jiangnan region. The hotel has over eight hundred rooms of various types, designed with exquisite taste, making guests feel comfortable and cozy.
After a while, a woman dressed in black and wearing sunglasses entered the lobby, holding a pure white lily that appeared even more elegant against the black attire, glistening with dew.
This lily was clearly a signal, so as soon as the woman stood in the lobby, a waitress dressed woman approached with a smile, saying, "Miss Xiao, right? Please follow me!"
The waitress was probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with black hair neatly tied back in an elegant bun, looking clean and efficient. She had fair skin, smooth texture, a row of curved bangs on her forehead, looking charming. She had long willow eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and cherry lips that were naturally rosy without any makeup, complementing her well-proportioned and slender figure; this woman was indeed a rare beauty.
The woman nodded and followed the waitress into the elevator, watching her press the button for the 8th floor. The elevator doors slowly closed, as if shutting off a path to the secular world and leading her into a dark, one-way road...
Because tonight she was going to a "black date" filled with despair.
Standing in front of room 818, the waitress still maintained her charming smile: "Miss Xiao, this is your room. You should be clear about the rest. Ill go back to the lobby now, goodbye!"
The waitress took the elevator and left the eighth floor. The woman sneered, threw the lily at the door, then used her room card to open the door and stepped inside.
"Before midnight, I want to see a white lily at the door of room 818 at the Imperial Hotel, otherwise..." This was a message passed on to her from "him," in his usual tone.
The room was eerily dim, and by the bright moonlight, one could vaguely discern the luxurious nobility of this presidential suite, almost on par with the ancient emperors bedroom. The woman sighed softly, instinctively reaching for the switch...
"From the moment you entered 818, you are not allowed to turn on the lights, otherwise..." This was another message left by "him," in the same tone.
Letting her hand drop, the womans features in the dark were somewhat blurred, with only her eyes shining like bright stars, warm and smooth as jade. Standing in the room, despite deliberately avoiding it, she couldnt help but recall the most important sentence:
"After entering the room, take a shower first, then get in bed and wait for me. Tonight, I hope your performance wont disappoint me! Otherwise..."
The woman sneered, turned and entered the bathroom, slamming the door shut!
The moonlight was still beautifully captivating...
After a long while, the woman finally cleaned herself up, then stepped out of the bathroom while drying her smooth black hair. Unable to turn on the lights, she had to carefully feel her way to the bedside, just about to sit down, when a cold male voice suddenly came from behind, carrying a breath as refreshing and cold as Antarctic ice. However... this voice was slightly hoarse, and from the sound of it, it was hard to tell the age.
Caught off guard, the woman let out a soft "ah" and quickly turned to look at the source of the sound. By the bright moonlight, she realized that a man was already sitting on the sofa behind her. In the dim light, it was impossible to see his face clearly, and he was actually wearing an eagle-shaped mask that was flickering with a cold light!
No wonder he had instructed the woman not to turn on the lights in advance, and now he was hiding his face behind a mask, probably not wanting the woman to know his identity.
Although the man in the mask looked very eerie under the moonlight, the woman seemed not to be afraid at all, sneered and said, "Youre holding my weakness, I dare not break my promise. You dont allow me to turn on the lights, and you hide your face behind a mask, I guess you dont want me to know who you are. So, I need to remind you of one thing."
Seeming curious about the womans cold attitude, the man paused for a moment before asking indifferently, "What?"
"Im a teacher at a school for the deaf and mute," the woman sneered and slowly threw the towel aside, "so Im very sensitive to sounds. As long as Ive heard a voice once, I can definitely recognize it the second time I hear it. So, if you really dont want me to know who you are, youd better change your voice too, or just stop talking."
The man was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked towards the woman, his voice filled with a strong sense of aggression and possession: "I admire your composure, Xiaolin Lang! I hope you will remain as unique in the game that follows! Thanks for the reminder, so I have to tell you, what you hear now is no longer my original voice! As long as I intend to hide something, perhaps only God in this world has a chance to know besides myself! Now, its time for you to perform! You know, the lives of the Bai family of three depend on the bed behind you!"
In the night, the man in the mask was tall and slender, exuding an intangible sense of oppression, as if he were an emperor looking down on the prey that had fallen into his hands.
Seeing him approaching, Xiaolin Lang unconsciously retreated, the composure she had just now completely dissipated under his pressure, leaving no trace: "You... dont come any closer..."
"Dont come any closer? Is that a refusal? Xiaolin Lang, didnt Bai Haoran tell you what the consequences would be if you refused me? Are you sure you can afford it?" The man stood in front of Xiaolin Lang, his eyes shining with a cold light through the mask, reminding Xiaolin Lang instantly of a wolfs green eyes! Tonight, she was destined to share a pillow with a wolf!
"I... cant afford it." Xiaolin Lang gritted her teeth, forcibly holding back the urge to retreat, forcing herself to stand firm in front of the man, "So, I dont have the right to refuse. You... are my creditor, no matter how reluctant I am, I have to pay your account! Tell me, what should I do?"
The man sneered, suddenly reaching out and tearing the towel from Xiaolin Langs chest, then pushing her onto the bed: "You should get in bed first."