I Bought a Mystery Box for Fun, But It Turned My Life Upside Down I impulsively bought an expensive mystery box just for fun. To my disappointment, I only got a black collar. Frustrated, I was about to leave a bad review for the seller when I suddenly realized that my actual package was still in transit. Suddenly, the classroom door burst open. “Don’t touch my package!” Lucas, the campus heartthrob, rushed in and tried to snatch the package from my hands. “Put it down!” I shouted angrily. Lucas’s body trembled, and he stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground. Instinctively, I grabbed his hand to steady him. However, I pulled too hard, and Lucas crashed into me. My hand accidentally touched his firm backside. Damn! So perky and bouncy! Lucas pushed me away abruptly, his face turning red. He glared at me, biting his lip in a way that made my heart race. But I quickly came to my senses. He was Lucas, the untouchable golden boy of our school. Rich family, decisive personality, every girl’s dream guy. I was just a student from an ordinary background, with my only claim to fame being my identity as a cosplayer. He was someone I couldn’t afford to offend. I fingered the collar in my hand and looked at him playfully. “This is…” His face turned bright red, and his eyes darted around. He snatched the collar from my hand. “It’s for my dog.” I raised an eyebrow. “Really? What kind of dog? This collar seems too big.” “My Poodle has a thick neck,” he explained hastily, gesturing around his own neck. So, he was into the same kind of thing as me. I licked my lips, a determined smile crossing my face.
How adorable. He could have said nothing, but instead, he exposed his true nature. What an innocent puppy. But I didn’t intend to call him out. I just silently watched as Lucas hurriedly grabbed the leash from the package as well. As I watched his retreating figure, I glanced at the discount coupon left in the box and chuckled, “Don’t you want your cashback?” He rushed back to snatch the coupon, his face turning an even deeper shade of red, completely unlike his usual cool demeanor. Seeing his flustered state, I decided not to tease him further and handed him the coupon, complaining, “Geez, these discount coupons are so ridiculous nowadays.” Just as I was about to leave, his cold fingertips brushed against my palm. The sensation was like an electric current running through my heart, making me shudder. I clearly saw Lucas’s Adam’s apple bob up and down, and faint red marks were visible on his fair neck. I couldn’t help but swallow hard. “Anything else, Lucas?” I asked. He narrowed his eyes, blocking the light from the window, exuding a dangerous aura. “Do you know how to use it?” I licked my lips, sensing this might be a test from Lucas. “I used to, but not since my dog ran away,” I replied. Lucas stared at me for a moment before taking a few steps back. “Keep this a secret. The school doesn’t allow pets.” Watching his calm departure, I raised an eyebrow, wondering if I had misjudged his preferences. Still, knowing his secret could be useful. It might help me get his assistance with my graduation thesis later on.
A few days later, I saw him in the lab, soaking wet from head to toe. He was scolding my younger brother, Jack. Through his wet clothes, I could clearly see his milky white skin, slightly defined abs, and cute little marks on his chest. Perhaps my gaze was too intense, as he frowned and looked in my direction. He seemed to remember something, and the tips of his ears turned red. Jack, upon seeing me, tried to hide behind me. But I didn’t want to reveal that I had such an embarrassing brother. “Shut up!” I snapped. The lab fell silent. Jack gave me a resentful look and reached for the experimental materials on my desk. “Put that back and get over here! Are you asking for trouble?” I tapped the desk, my tone unconsciously becoming harsher. “Thud—” A loud noise drew my attention. I looked up to see Lucas kneeling on the ground, picking up papers, the tips of his ears bright red. My heart leaped with joy, and I was about to approach him, but he quickly grabbed his backpack and hurried away. Since we weren’t in the same group, I asked Jack for Lucas’s contact information. To my surprise, Jack told me that Lucas had already added me after seeing my cosplay photos as Yan Yu from “Love at First Sight.” I was secretly delighted and sent him a message apologizing for startling him earlier, actually hoping to gauge his reaction. To my disappointment, he flatly refused. I felt frustrated by my own clumsiness in scaring him off. Unexpectedly, when our advisor invited us out for dinner, I ran into Lucas, who had claimed to be sick at home. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were hazy, clearly having had a bit too much to drink.
I didn’t want to bother with him, but my friend called me over. As I approached, I saw Lucas skillfully mixing drinks. With his expressionless face and tightly buttoned shirt, he was the epitome of restrained allure. My friend teased, looking at him, “Lily, do you think someone so perfect might have any weaknesses?” The other students around us started joking, “What, are you planning to blackmail the handsome guy with his secrets?” My friend glared at them before turning back to me. Lucas was also staring at me intently. Considering his prominent family background, I decided to play it safe. “I don’t know him well enough to say,” I avoided his gaze, looking down at my glass, feeling inexplicably dejected. Suddenly, a drink was placed in front of me. Remembering that this cocktail contained raw egg white, I felt a wave of nausea. My friend quietly asked why I wasn’t drinking. “It’s disgusting, makes me sick,” I said, only realizing how it sounded after the words left my mouth. I looked up to see Lucas’s face turn pale. I wanted to explain, but before I could open my mouth, he excused himself, claiming to feel unwell. After the meal, when everyone else had left and I was about to head home, I suddenly heard soft crying. I walked over to find Lucas crouching on the ground, sobbing quietly. His face was still flushed from the alcohol, his entire face rosy, with tears hanging from his eyes. He looked like an abandoned puppy, gazing at me with such a pitiful expression. “Will you be my mistress?” he asked abruptly. His sudden frankness caught me off guard. Before I could answer, he curled up like a snail retreating into its shell and started muttering to himself. “I knew you’d be disgusted by me too. I disgust myself, but I just can’t control it…”
He clutched his hair tightly, whimpering like a helpless puppy without shelter. It was a complete contrast to his usual demeanor, and I couldn’t help but reach out to pat him. The soft strands of his hair made my heart melt. His body suddenly trembled, and he looked up at me, his eyes still misty. I knew he had misunderstood, but I didn’t want to explain too much. In a similar situation before, I had been tricked and even recorded, so I decided to be more cautious this time. Although I did have feelings for him, I decided to test the waters first. There were always fake dominants in the scene, and I was afraid of falling into another trap. I slowly asked, “Why do you have those kinds of thoughts about me?” His voice was still hoarse as he stammered out his reason, “From the first time I saw you, I thought you were like the sun, so bright and brave. You dared to stand up to your parents and live freely.” He sniffled and nuzzled against my hand, smiling bitterly, “I’m perverted, aren’t I?” I suddenly felt that he was very similar to me. It was because of my parents’ lack of understanding that I had a huge fight with them, and even faced repeated attacks from relatives around me, falling into self-doubt over and over again. My nose tingled with emotion as I ruffled his hair, looking at him seriously, as if I was looking at my past confused self. “Humans are all perverts to some degree, otherwise where would the Seven Deadly Sins come from?” His eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded vigorously, looking at me cautiously, “Can you accept me? I know you’re in the scene too.” I withdrew my hand, shrinking my neck and touching my nose. “We’ll see how you behave.” In truth, it wasn’t that I couldn’t accept him, but I wanted to test his sincerity. He immediately jumped up excitedly and knelt before me. “Mistress, do you want to play a game?” I shook my head, refusing him. It wasn’t the right time yet; I needed to make sure he wouldn’t pose a threat to me before making a move. After all, in my years in the scene, I knew the negative impact an unruly sub could have on their dominant. Before leaving, I smiled and told him to call me “sister” from now on. Even though I was younger than him, I preferred being called “sister.” He nodded and softly called me “sister.” His sweet voice made me feel a little tipsy, and I gently kissed his forehead.
The next day when we met again, I saw him helping a senior girl fix a printer. A feeling of possessiveness washed over me, uncomfortable with someone else monopolizing what I considered mine. I decided to send him a message and wait for him in the break room. Time ticked by slowly, and just when I thought he wouldn’t come, he burst into the room. Due to his rush, his cheeks were flushed, his hair half-dry, clearly just out of the shower. He smelled faintly of camellia. I sat with my legs crossed, surveying the nervous Lucas in front of me. “I’m sorry, I wanted to make a good impression on you, sister,” he said. I stood up, and although I was displeased with his tardiness, I didn’t show it. I handed him a blindfold, my voice calm, “Put this on.” Seeing him obey without question, my mood improved. I grabbed his tie and led him to the full-length mirror. He stumbled along, as if I were his only support. I enjoyed this feeling of being in control. I stroked the black mole under his left ear and gently bit it. His body shuddered violently, his face turning bright red. He moved his lips as if to speak. I lightly touched his lips, chuckling, “Be good. Stand still and count to five minutes silently. This is your punishment for flirting with others!” He shook his head, “I didn’t…” “You’re being naughty!” He immediately fell silent. But I couldn’t let him off so easily. I ran my hand down his abs, and his body instantly stiffened.
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