Did he demand her to kneel and address him as her master?

Cheryl's expression changed drastically as she glared at Darryl. "Don't be too presumptuous..."

Darryl shrugged. "Very well, I won't force you. You can call your fiancé to tie me up again. Even if I have a song, I won't give it to you."

Cheryl bit her lips as she stared at Darryl; she gritted her teeth with hatred. She was unwilling to address Darryl as her master!

However, the song he sang earlier sounded very nice.

If she could sing the song on the stage the next day, she would definitely be even more popular.

"I'll give you three seconds." Darryl said with a smile, "If you don't address me as your master in three seconds, you won't get another chance to do so."

"Three."

"Two"

Cheryl bit her lip tightly; it almost bled.

"One."

Cheryl suddenly panicked and stomped her feet anxiously. "I promised you."

Pfft…

Cheryl's slender legs bent as she knelt in front of Darryl. She pressed her lips and said softly