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Chapter 11: Of Blackmail, Food and Secrets

And I'm back! Trying to update on the first of every month. So far, I've been able to do so. Hopefully I'll be able to do so in the future...

Without a further ado, here's chapter 11! Enjoy!

Note: This short chapter focuses on Andrew but is very important.

Also, thank you for the feedback on Andrew's design.

And holy shit 5k  O.o Thank you! >^<

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(Karma's POV)

"Karma! Wake up! Karma!" I tossed to the side and covered my head with my pillow. It's only 10 in the morning and my head still hurts from yesterday due to a certain bitch yapping on and on about letting her drive the car in the garage. It's not even mine to begin with! "If you don't get up soon Irina will burn down the house!" Within seconds, I tossed everything over and ran down stairs and into the kitchen.

There stood a blonde woman with a pink heart patterned apron trying to get rid of a small fire. Quickly, I ran to the source: a skillet. I picked it up, threw it in the sink and ran water over it. Steam rose to the air. Once down, I saw what had caused the fire: burnt toast.

"How the fuck do you set toast on fire?!"

"How the fuck was I supposed to know how to cook with these expensive things?!" Irina replied, pointing towards the oven, microwave, toaster and a rice cooker.

"Those are the necessities of a kitchen and they're not expensive items. Everyone should know how to cook, don't you?"

"Others made my food. I never stepped inside a kitchen before." I sighed.

"Whatever, I'll make breakfast." With that, I took out some pancake mix, some berries, syrup, eggs and juice. Let's get cooking.

-Meanwhile-

(3rd Person POV)

Vrrr.....Vrrrrr.....Vrrr....

A hand made its way out of the mountain of covers on in search of the annoying alarm.

"Found you." A groggy voice said, turning the alarm off and checking the time. "Oh it's 10...wait...TEN?"

Covers flew off the bed, alongside a black haired figure. The figure got up and quickly scrambled around the room. The door of the figure's bedroom opened quietly. A maid walked in.

"Mila-Milord, I let you fall asleep for another 3 hours, so now-"

"Why did you actually let me fall asleep for another 3 hours Aoki?!" The figure yelled, running into the bath. The maid Aoki followed suit.

"It was an order from you milord. Any order from you is absolute and can't be questioned."

"Now I have less time to get ready! Aoki, get the cutest outfit from the closet."

"Cutest? As in, for a guy?" The black haired person sighed and went back to bathing. "I'm guessing for the opposite gender. But Andrew, if-"

"You better find a way for father to NOT find out about me dressing up the way I'm going to dress up." Andrew told Aoki sternly. Aoki simply nodded while she went back into the room to do what her master ordered her to do.

Andrew sighed as he sunk into the depths of the bathtub filled with bubbles. He rose back up after a few minutes before Aoki coming back in to wash his hair.

"So did you find a cute outfit?"

"Probably the only one you own Master." Aoki told him, handing Andrew a towel. Wrapping the towel around himself, Andrew headed to his room to find the only cute outfit he owned on his bed.