Strains of the piano can be heard, drifting into my consciousness. A chord here, a note there, flowing seamlessly together. A haunting, lyrical resonance filling my soul, consuming my senses. I am swept away to another time and place, captivated by a mysterious figure – a man dressed in black, his elegant fingers moving effortlessly upon the black and white keys, playing with wild abandon.

I slowly walk towards him, so utterly mesmerized, my heart quivering with yearning. My feet move on their own volition, as if compelled by an otherworldly force, unable to resist. I slowly sink down to the floor next to him by the bench, my gaze heavenward, towards his face. A look of sheer rapture radiates upon his countenance, lost in his all-consuming rhapsody. I close my eyes, overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of his passionate melody.

The music suddenly slows, languidly repeating a single chord, over and over. I feel a hand on my face, gently caressing my cheek. My eyes flutter open, peering into his twin pools of liquid onyx, his expression so fierce. A shiver goes up my spine, my breathing uneven. His right hand continued to play the same cord, as if it was a separate entity, a whole other being in control. And then his lips were upon mine, a soul-possessing kiss that shattered my self control. I gave in to his allure, submitting myself to his magnetic power. Everything I knew disappeared. Everything who I was relinquished. I was completely and utterly his. I belonged to him now.