Chapter 58

The room was changed.

She thought they would obviously go to the topmost floor, but the Marquis took her to the lounge on the same floor as the drawing room. Instead of a bed, the room had a sofa large enough for two adults to lie on.

The room seemed to haven’t been prepared, judging by the way the servant who followed into the room hurriedly closed the curtains and arranged the table and sofa. The wine, which had always been prepared in advance, was also nowhere to be seen.

Liv turned her eyes after watching the servant who was wiping the table that was already shining enough again and again.

The room in which she usually took off her clothes was full in white, but this room was decorated with various and colorful things like the lounge of any other mansion. A large piano on one side of the lounge caught her eye. In terms of size and form, it was not an ordinary luxury.

Seeing that Liv’s gaze landed on the piano, the Marquis asked in a casual tone.

“Do you know how to play it?”

“A little bit.”

As she replied, Liv somehow felt a twinge of despondence.

When she graduated, she was confident that she could save face with her skill anywhere, but since she hadn’t touched it for so long, she didn’t know if her skill was still the same.

Telling her to play, the Marquis gestured with his chin to Liv, who stood with an unconfident look on her face. The servant who had been busily organizing the lounge had already left the room.

Liv sat down reluctantly and ran her fingertips over the white keys. Treading her memory while feeling the smooth keys, she relaxed her shoulders and lifted her hands.

There was no sheet music on the piano, so she had to choose one of the few songs she remembered.

Fortunately, there was one piece that any woman with a decent level of education had learned. The composer wrote this song as a lullaby for his daughter, but it was too perfect to be a lullaby, so it was often played at concerts.

The piano was perfectly in tune, playing a crystal clear sound every time she pressed the keys. She had expected it, but Liv was surprised by the condition of the piano that was better than her expectation and unwittingly relaxed her fingers.

A cautious, shy melody echoed through the lounge, following the tapping of her hands, which was like a trickle of water.

There was no confidence at all in her performance as she only relied on memories a few years ago.

The Marquis wouldn’t have expected her to play professionally, so she thought it was enough for her to play it just enough to get by.

It was when Liv continued to play little by little with that thought.

Rustle.

On her back, Liv sensed the feel of fingertips tracing the nape of her neck horizontally. Judging from the soft texture of the cloth, it was definitely the Marquis.

Following his touch, the hair that covered the nape of her neck was gathered and drifted over one shoulder. A bundle of long auburn hair that had slid over her shoulder to the front came into Liv’s view.

“What…?”

The fingers that pressed the keys according to her memorized routine became slower and slower. Nevertheless, the presence behind her did not disappear.

Pop.

Along with a small sound, the tightness surrounding her neck disappeared. Then, there was a series of the same sound. Following the sound, the clothes that had been tightening around her chest became looser and looser. Crumpled underwear and skin were exposed defenselessly through the open clothes.

The slow-running performance was completely cut off.

The hand, which had been unbuttoning straight down to her waist at a constant speed, also stopped. Liv couldn’t turn around for some reason, so she stayed seated and focused all her nerves on her back.

“Do I need to keep stripping you?”

It was the Marquis who broke the tense silence. As soon as she heard what he said, Liv jumped to her feet in surprise as if she had been burned. The loosened top slipped down slightly due to her movement.

Clutching the hem of her clothes over her bosom, Liv glanced back. The Marquis, who was probably standing near her, was walking away as if it was a lie that he had come near her.

So far, the Marquis had never touched her. Not even once, over the course of quite a few extra work sessions.

Was he in a hurry today to take my clothes off personally? Or was there something wrong?

Did he mean to play the piano naked? What kind of hobby is that?

A storm of thoughts raced through her head, but they were all meaningless questions.

Since the Marquis had made so many unfathomable demands, Liv decided to give up finding meaning in his actions. Instead, she took off her clothes a little quicker.

The few layers of clothing disappeared before long, and she stood naked before the Marquis.

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