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God.

"I really can't cook." I murmur, glaring at the burnt toast, and overcooked eggs, which have been so overdone that they have ruptured.

They'll find out my secret if they know I can't cook.

I'm screwed.

I sigh and cup my right hand, while proceeding to brush the burnt, black crumbs off the counter.

"Hey (Y/n)!"

I jump. 

Startled, I turn around slowly, like a creaking robot. Horrified, I spot Gareth peeking behind the door.

I quickly attempt to spread myself out, to cover the mess that I thought would be lunch. Unfortunately, this arouses Gareth's suspicions even more.

"Oh Gareth!" I shriek, with a fake smile on my face. "W-What are you doing here??"

"Just checking to see how the cooking is goi-"  Gareth pauses as he looks over my shoulder.

"What. Is that." He asks unimpressed, glaring daggers at the black toast.

"I-I was...er.." I stutter nervously.

I suddenly see a twinkle in Gareth's eye.

This can't be good.

"Ohhh... I see... You can't cook can you..?~" He says, with a devilish grin.

So Gareth the supposed 'Cute Brother Who Is Always Bashful', also has a dark side.

I see how him and Xavier are related...

I continue to attempt to stammer my way out of the dreadful conversation.

"Hehe. Don't worry (Y/n). I'll teach you how to cook. After all, you are a house keeper maid, not necessarily a chef.~"

"You...You will??" I ask in desperation.

"Of course~" He continues.

"For a price.~" He gives me a devious grin.

"How much do you want...? I'll go get my purse-" 

I am halted by Gareth's arm, which blocks my exit.

"Oh I don't want money, (Y/n)."

I gulp. I have an idea of what he will say next.

"T-Then what do you want..?" I ask anxiously.

"I want your body.~"

He lifts up my chin, and looks deep in my eyes, his magenta orbs, piercing into my soul.

"Such lovely (Eye colour) eyes you have, (Y/n).."

He grows closer to me. The faint scent of aftershave mixed with mint, begins to wrap itself around me.

'Why can't I just say no?? ' I think angrily.

I  don't understand why my body won't refuse. It's almost if...I like it. 

He is millimeters apart from my lips. 

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