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Chapter 32: As My Boyfriend

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"Nattawin"
Mile said as he entered his chambers tiredly

"Yes master?"
Apo closed the door behind while replying to Mile in a low tone because he himself was worn off

"I'm stressed."
Mile said shortly as he plopped on his bed

"Aow. Should I remove my belt and hand it over to you?"
Apo tilted his head while replying with a taunting tone and Mile honestly regretted his existence

"I should have killed you at a time I was in rage and then I would not have to put up with all your annoyance."

Mile said rolling his eyes and Apo stood with his both hands placed on his waist with a demanding look

"Why didn't you? I would have loved it if you killed me without torturing every muscle in my body."

Mile looked away clenching his jaw and Apo let a small laugh out to the air.

The bodyguard didn't know what triggered it, but suddenly he was getting worked up madly.

Maybe it was his emotions which were all over the place or maybe it was all the raging sentiments that was bothering him but whatever it is he was getting irritated madly and he had this urge to pull everything away from Mile and come into terms with him about what changed after six years.

"What? Now you are going to ignore me? Is that your new way if ceasing your stress?"

Mile gave him a glare at the raise of his voice and even the prince did not know what has gotten suddenly into the boy

He was fucking joking for gods sake when he said he must have killed him and this guy over here was shouting at him now

He must be on his periods.
Mile thought to himself staring at the guy whose face was now red and tempered up

"I already told you what is my new way of ceasing my stress. Stop getting worked up about this...."
Mile muttered like a kid caught stealing candy but Apo did not seem to tone down at least a bit.

"Oh right? What happened? How did it escalate there? It took me six years... six years of dying again and again to come in speaking terms with you Mile! Six years!"

Apo did not know what switch was opened within him to be that loud and fearless in front of the man who scared the shit out of him every day but nonethless he did and he badly wanted to control his mouth which he could not.

The next moment he started to open his mouth to rant, he got harshly pulled onto the bed and then pinned like a damn slut.

"Fuck shit...."
Apo cursed as his body hit the bottom of the bed due to the harsh push and in another second his both hands were tied up to the headboard of the bed

"It took you six years to come to speaking terms with me and now you are speaking too much!"
Mile growled to the man under him while Apo struggled to set himself free

"If you don't want to be chained up, stop struggling Nattawin! You won't like the blisters on your wrists if I decide to do so."

But Apo paid no heed but in fact was like a rabied animal today. Sturggling, misbehaving, acting like a lunatic.

What is wrong with this guy?
Mile thought to himself.

It worried him. A lot. Like really a lot.