His Domineering Lover

The occupancy rate of this villa project was still low, so it was very quiet. Adam drove the car steadily under a piece of green trees. The sunlight penetrated trees and fell on them, Tracey looked at the peaceful sea, it was shining with light spots jumping on it. She seemed to be in a better mood. She had liked the blue sea since she was a child. She felt that the sea could hold everything. Adam looked at her from time to time and found that Tracey's attention was all on the sea. It could be seen that she liked it very much.

"You like the sea?" He asked casually.

"Yes."

"How about watching the sunrise together tomorrow morning?" Originally, he wanted to see the sunset with her, but he had to give up because she had an appointment at night.

"Do you have such an interest?" Tracey turned to look at him with an unbelieving look.

Adam smiled. "Little Tracey, didn't you see anything?"

"What?"

"I'm chasing you. I thought I've made it very obvious." He was probably the only one who confessed so frankly.

The agreement he proposed last night was to keep her by his side, but it was just in a business way.

Tracey did not care it too much," I thought you were like this to every woman.'1

Seeing the expression on her face, Adam knew that this woman still not believed that he really liked her. It was so difficult to prove this truth.

'Tm only good to you."

"We did not know each other three years ago but you took me to bed the first time we met. I think you were an old hand."

In Tracey's eyes, he should be very experienced in dealing with affairs based on his identity and his previous action.

In Tracey's eyes, It was very likely that Adam kept getting close to her was an act of revenge for being deceived by her three years ago after she ran away.

Maybe after she fell in love with him, he would dump her mercilessly. Anyway, never think too simple of this man.

"An old hand? In terms of romance things, I'm just a beginner." Adam chuckled. Of course, he knew what did "old hand" mean this time.

Anyway, Tracey would not believe it. She sneered. "Really? Well, let me lead you."

"Please." Their words were quite meaningful. The car stopped in the garage and they slowly got off the car.

In addition to the key, the door could be unlocked with passwords and fingerprints. Tracey reset the password, the door was opened.

The house had been thoroughly cleaned up. Even the slippers had been prepared in order to let the customers experience the high-quality and considerate service.

The house was designed in the Mediterranean style with a cool blue tone. Of course, anyone would like this house as long as he/she liked the sea.

They went up the stairs to the second floor. There were a few rooms on this floor, study rooms, bedrooms, piano rooms, etc.

The white piano in the picture came into her sight. She slowly walked over, Memories flushed to her mind as soon as her fingers touched on the keyboard.

"Tracey, you should keep calm when practicing it. Don't be impetuous." The clear voice of young Sean sounded.

"But there are so many keys, I can't remember them all the time." Young Tracey complained.

"You'll finally remember them after you practice for a few more times. Come here and I'll teach you." The figure of the youth in white was shining in the sun. Every time he played the piano, it would be a kind of enjoyment for Tracey.

When he played the piano, he was like a prince, so no matter how difficult it was to learn the piano, she had to master it because she wanted to be his princess.

Her mind was full of disordered notes, and her fingers unconsciously wandered on the piano. Adam heard the melody coming from upstairs.

Sadness was mixed with anger and some other emotions. "Piano? So?"

Of course, Adam didn't forget that his nephew was known as a "genius" piano boy since he was a child.

He stood outside the door and looked at the woman in a black skirt sitting in front of the white piano. Her fingers were moving quickly on the keys.

The music she played was Sonata Pathetique of Beethoven, it required fast speed, also required a solid skill of the player.

It turned out that Tracey was very talented, and she had totally performed the emotion within this music out.

"So after three years, she still not completely forget him?" Adam thought.

Tracey was obsessed with playing, without noticing that Adam had stood beside, later he even joined in the performance.

It was so difficult to remember all the notes clearly but he did it. As long as the player made a single mistake on the note, the music would all be ruined.

His slender fingers were constantly wandering on the keyboard, cooperating perfectly with her. He wanted her to know.

Even though it was about sadness, she would have him to accompany. From now on, she would no longer have to be lonely.

The whole music was finished, the sound still echoed around, and it had dispersed for a long time.

Tracey did not calm down, the piano sounded again. This time, it was a light and romantic music called Fur Elise.

Perhaps everyone in the world had heard of this music, and there were also many different versions of the story behind this song.

The most classic one was Beethoven wrote it for a girl he loved. Most of the time, this music was used to express one's love.

It was very obvious that he played this song on purpose. Tracey gently stood up and made space for him.

The man was wearing a decent suit. His hands were beautiful, and his fingers were long and slender, which were very suitable for playing the piano.

She originally knew that Sean was good at the piano. Today, after listening to Adam's performance, she realized that Sean was not the only person who could play it so well.

In the sunshine, his body was looked like gold plated. He was so noble, flawless, and full of royal temperament.

If Sean was a prince when he played the piano, then Adam should be the king. He seemed to have conquered the whole world.

He made the music contagious, and let her mood shifted as the music changed. This should be the highest level of a music player.

After the song was finished, he stood up slowly and walked towards her with an elegant smile on his face. "Little Tracey, do you know why Sean is so persistent in playing the piano?" She shook her head. Sean had already played the piano since she knew him.

Tracey thought it was his hobby so never asked more about it. Were there any other special reasons?

"I don't know."

Adam gently touched her hair and put them behind her ear and said word by word, "Because he heard me play it when he was seven years old."

Tracey's eyes were suddenly goggled. "Not just because he likes it?"

"If I said that he never liked the piano, he was just wanted to surpass me? In fact, as long as I am good at something, he wants to surpass me on it." Adam's explanation shocked Tracey.