Mr. Bastard's Love Trap

Taste and Secrets

Everyone always considers Zura as a strong woman, maintaining morals and ethics, disciplined, friendly, and various other good titles. All of those titles may no longer be embedded. Still, people's views on Zura are generally the same. Those who interacted with Zura said that the girl was friendly and polite, as well as meek.

That's an appropriate view. Because Zura did behave like that to people.

However, it was only an attitude visible to the human eye.

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At Vuittes Casino and Bar, there is a room called ‘secret room’. As the name suggests, the room is a secret room that the majority of high-class businessmen do not even know.

And one of the men was sitting there playing the violin very well.

She was a woman wearing a luxurious lace dress that showed off the beautiful curves of her body. Dresses are not much different from lingerie. Open and open. After all, the owner of this place was just a blind middle-aged woman. No cctv or eavesdropping device. And always only one ‘customer’ is allowed in.

“So sad tone, huh?” asked the old woman, sipping wine slowly.

“Yes. This song is actually a happy song. This is one of the Caribbean songs that was played at the Notting Hill Carnival two years ago. And I played it until it sounded sad. Do you know this song, madam?”

“I don't know.”

The customer reviews the smile, then plays back the same song with a happy tone. The customer even repeated the tempo of the song three times. The blind middle-aged woman in front of him just kept silent without commenting. Wait patiently for the song to stop playing.

“How?” ask the customer then, asking for an opinion.

“I can feel the joy of many people in a party.”

“True. That is the true meaning of this song. Madam, do you mind hearing the story?”

“No. Even though I am old, I enjoy the sound when someone chatters. After all, I am just a blind woman.how else would I enjoy time other than by utilizing my senses other than the eyes?”

“You are willing to hear my story because you are blind?”

“Haha.not really. I heard it because I'm unemployed who's old.”

“You're not old, madam. Although it is said already though, you still look beautiful and charming.”

“I know..”

The two remained silent for a while. Until the customer gets back to his voice.

“I want to tell you about the principle, madam. One day in early December, a previously fine little boy must swallow the bitter pill of life. He lost both his parents at a very young age. Then, he lived with his uncle's family.”

The customer fixed his sitting position.

“Uncle is the only family left that he has. The girl's parents always lived a simple life. Not rich but not rich. They are people who always emphasize the principle of life, the principle of life, and the principle of life. Because of this, the girl was a little surprised to find out that her uncle was a very rich and influential person. Their lives are very different.”

“The little girl who lives in the tenets of life, finally lives life with that teaching. The principle of respect for the older, the principle of hard work, the principle of maintaining ethics, the principle of not raising the voice, the principle of temperament when eating, and other principles. His parents were gone, and the principle seemed to be a will to be fulfilled. The last relic, as well as the promise of life that binds.”

“Unfortunately, even though the uncle loved the girl, even though he now lives with a treasure, he is just like a golden walnut in a cage. His life is full of restrictions and restrictions. He must return the favor, honor, and live in restraint. And she feels lonely.”

“Madam, although he now feels that he can do as he pleases, he still cannot feel heart. His heart is broken and sick. All he showed was falsehood. He wants to live free, to hell with any prohibition or damn principle. In fact, he will still smile kindly while greeting. The principle makes his heart firmly face the harsh test of life. And the principle of making his heart so tormented lived every second of his life.”

“Mistress, if you meet the girl, what advice would you give her?”

Non-rigid. The mistress again took a sip of the wine in front of her, slowly and slowly, until the glass was empty. The soundproof room was silent for a long time.

The mistress placed an empty glass on the nightstand while fumbling. Then, he smiled again and looked closely at the customer in front of him.

“Nona. Regardless of how many false faces a person appears, human disposition is still formed. Same with the poor girl in your story. Although his heart denies, in fact the principle has been attached to the identity. Although his heart wanted to rebel, in fact his body would presumptuously behave otherwise. Be polite, ethical, and friendly.”

“Why do you think that everything he shows is falsehood? Although his little heart resisted and rebelled, deep down deep down, all those principles had already become spirit, and melted into soul.”

“If the girl asks me for advice, then I will have her endure in her own way. Maintain his life principles, but also give himself space to be free according to what he wants.”

The madam smiled with a shady smile.

“Why should I be restrained? If both have their own good sides, do both. Are you not capable? Then do what you most want to do. Ask yourself. After all, humans only live once. Too bad, if someone gives up just because he feels like life is chaotic and does not go his way. Be assured that happiness awaits you. Although happiness is not something you ever imagined.”

“Isn't happiness indeed something ambiguous?”

“Because of that, happiness has its own form. Absolutely immeasurable form.”

The madam smiled again, ending her sentence. They went back into silence, until a bell rang out a few times. Signs that another guest is waiting.

The customer finally stood up.

“I borrowed the bathroom, madam.” he said, which was replied with a nod by the mistress.

He then walked slowly towards the bathroom and changed back his clothes with the shirt he had previously used to come here. This lace dress was just camouflage, just an impingement upon her wanting to show the other side. And in fact, she was not brave enough to wear this dress to walk.

Come on, men can tear that lace dress up with just a slow pull. Who is the crazy person who would dare to wear it in a public place? Although some people will still dare to wear it when attending a party or fashion show.

“Thanks for your time and advice, mistress.”

The customer stepped away, carrying a violin and a parcel containing a lace dress in his hand. After hearing the sentence after sentence that the madam had said, she felt calmer. It was fortunate that he knew the existence of this secret chamber. A place where people with various crazy thoughts are free to tell stories. And ‘sang madam blind’ will not know her identity or apparently.

The customer also boarded a car that was still parked neatly in its place. The driver faithfully waited without much word.

“Thanks for waiting. Now, let's go home.”

The driver just nodded briefly, starting to drive forward his car. The young mistress returns to the residence of Aiden Azam Antarest.

Yes, that customer is Saffir Azura. He came to tell stories, because he had nowhere to lean. He came to seek tranquility and advice that would give strength. And as usual, he was lucky because this place had once again managed to make his heart a little light.

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