Summary: As requested by his followers, Clopeh did a live stream on Cale's daily routine. Archie, who paid a visit on the Henituse Territory caught up with the white-haired Guardian Knight on his stream.
But what is this? Cale stepped out of the sh...
Cale drank the cold water from the glass as his eyes hovered around the glossy and clean kitchen of the Super Rock Villa. The room was a deafening silence, it was expected because it was the middle of the night when he woke up from having weird wet dreams. He groaned as he poured another glass of cold water.
"Cale.."
He flinched when he heard his name being called. He was the only one sleeping in the villa right now. Since he ordered Ron and Choi Han to be with the kids in Harris Village, he also sent Hans and Beacrox to the Duchy to get ingredients for fruit tarts. He observed the surroundings and shrugged his shoulders, ignoring it.
*rustle**rustle*
The redhead squinted his eyes when he saw a little light coming from the storage room at the end corner of the kitchen. He started to walk by it but he stopped in his tracks.
Horror movies are horror movies because the stupid main character walks right into where the ghosts are. I'm not stupid, let's not get involved.
Cale thought as he felt shivers all over his spine, he turned around and grabbed his glass of water, only to hear a whispered scream from the storage room.
"Young Master!"
It was raspy and hoarse as if suffering. Cale frowned.
"Okay, I'll be stupid tonight."
Cale said to himself as he walked all the way to the storage room. The door was slightly opened, and the lights were on. He peeked inside, only to see Beacrox shoving a large fresh and green cucumber into his ass.
"Young Master Cale!"
The man shouted in pleasure, Cale was startled that he loses his grip on the glass he was holding, creating a loud shattering noise in the kitchen. Cale's face was bloodshot red as he stepped back a little when the door swayed open, revealing the sweating Beacrox holding a knife.
Beacrox eyes shook, he could hear bells ringing inside his head, his hands turned frozen cold and bullets of sweats rolled down his cheeks, his young master saw him!
Young master saw me lusting over him!
And Cale's shocked expression was expected. Beacrox fall to his knees and bowed his head.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Cale shouted angrily, as he tried to reach Beacrox.
"I-I'm sorry Young Master!"
Cale grabbed Beacrox's shoulders and pulled him up.
"There was broken glass on the floor! What the fuck are you thinking?!"
Beacrox's face was as pale as a white sheet and was on the verge of crying.
"I-I'm sorry.. I'm so pathetic and disgusting.."
"I'm sorry.."
Beacrox pleaded forgiveness as he tried to distance himself. Cale sighed and massaged his forehead.
"Clean the glass, and we'll talk in the dining."
Cale turned his back and started walking as he snatched an apple from the kitchen table.
"Yes, Young Master."
Beacrox bowed his head, and when he knew that Cale already reached the dining room, he grabbed his own hair and hardly pounded his head.
"Beacrox, you fucking little shit."
I'm busted, it's either I'm gonna get kicked out, or my father will know that I am lusting over a man 10 years younger than me!
Beacrox thought as he started to clean the glass while formulating the things he needed to explain. When he finished cleaning the floor, he threw the glass on the garbage container, only to see the large green cucumber he used in his ass. He glared at it.
This is this freaking cucumber's fault!
He blamed the poor vegetable, and tried to fix his cloth, only to see that he was only wearing his white tunic, he remembered he left his chef coat hanging on one of the chairs in the dining room. He almost ran to the dining.
"Y-young master－"
Cale turned his head and put a little smile on his face. He turned around, showcasing his pretty figure wearing Beacrox's chef coat. He let his butt fall on one of the chairs, parting his legs, leaning on the table, he asked.
"How do I look? Does it suit me?"
Beacrox gulped with the sight. Cale's hair was a little messy, and that was emphasizing his sharp eyes, his lips were wet, and little sweats were rolling down from his jaw to his delectable white neck.
"Y-yes, young master."
"Tsk. It's not 'Young Master'."
Cale rubbed his chin as he waved with his other hand.
"Pardon?"
"It's chef Cale, because tonight, I will be the one doing the cooking."
Beacrox panicked when he heard that.
"What? No－"
"I want you to do the eating."
*rustle* *zziiiipppppppp!*
"You don't want to? I specially prepared a rock-hard steak just for you."
Cale unzipped his pants and his hard rock cock sprang, it bounced and shined under the moonlight coming from the dining windows.
"It's rock-solid don't you think?"
Beacrox face heated up as Cale taunt him to beat the hardest steak he had ever seen.
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Notes:
Ahem. I'm sorry, I have been laughing at this for an hour now. Thank you for your kudos and comments! I hope everyone is well. Look forward to the next chapter! Lovelots!
