If there is a mistake, please point it out....
No angst or hurt in this chapter but we are heading there lol
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Author's Note:
When Vegas finally left, Pete sat down weakly because he had been sitting tense all while Vegas was there.
What if Vegas decides to strangle Pete again? It was just the two of them in this room!
Somehow the unsmiling Emperor gave him that much scare. Pete had once made Vegas have a nosebleed by bumping into his face. Earlier Pete had brazenly touched the alpha male's face. Someone who was supposed to be so great that not just anyone could touch him.
So Pete lay down on the sofa where he was sitting. Just for a moment to calm himself down. Before the sound of footsteps approached, there was a Porsche that came with some servants.
What surprised Pete was how these servants came like a marching army. They were so neatly lined up that Pete wanted to kick one of them to disperse them.
These servants did not come empty-handed, but brought a set of luxurious-looking clothes and other attributes.
"Come on, take a shower first," said Porsche, rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt.
After that, Porsche came unbuttoned Pete's pyjamas, and only managed to get two buttons unbuttoned. Before Pete finally realised what was happening and pushed Porsche away and covered his chest with both arms.
"If I want to take a shower, I can take a shower myself," Pete grumbled, moving his body out of Porsche's reach.
Porsche chuckled. "No need to hide it. I have the same thing as you."
That's not the problem, Human! Why do I have to take off my clothes in front of these maids? And you?
"Porsche, I'm embarrassed. I can take care of myself!" Pete shouted, making his throat hurt.
"What's embarrassing? Do you remember when you were little, who bathed you?" Porsche asked, putting her hands on her hips. Looking at Pete like a mother forcing her child to take a bath.
Pete was still trying to protect himself. "was that you?" Pete asked in disbelief.
They don't have that big of a age gap, do they?
Even though he was a noble, how could Pete be taken care of like a plate? Washed clean by someone else's hands. Pete was still not used to his current lifestyle.
"Not for sure! I don't know who, maybe your babysitter," answered Porsche casually.
Then why act like the Porsche that raised Pete? Damn!
"I'm going to take a shower by myself," Pete said, pointing angrily at the Porsche.
Porsche sighed. "You have an interview tonight as a Candidate for Empress, Pete. Have you forgotten that your leg hurts? Even though you're silly, you're still a Candidate for Empress."
For some reason, these two people often argue, but when separated, they don't want to. In fact, besides Pete who asked Porsche to remain his bodyguard, Porsche also apparently registered to be a palace bodyguard. He had to go through various selections just so that he could qualify as a bodyguard for the Empress of the Star Country.
Of course Porsche wouldn't say that. He'd be embarrassed if Pete suddenly made a sarcastic remark!
"Interview? Can I interview but hide my face?" Pete, who was a bit stage frightened, refused to appear in public.
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