Where's the servant anyway?

What's taking her so long?

The door creaked open. I was antic.i.p.ating that the maidservant brought some books for me but to my disappointment...

Why is he here?

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I covered a blanket all over my body and avoided him. I even turned around a few times to lock the blanket on my body. I don't wanna see him.

"Come on let me take you back home"

He said

I immediately rushed to get out of the bed and stopped in front of him. But the blanket was too tight so I fell a few times on the floor.

"What did you say?"

"I am taking you home"

But his face doesn't look happy at all.

"Really? But what's the catch?"

"I'd be living with you that's the catch"

"What's wrong with living with me?"

What's wrong with this guy? I am not that ugly, so why does he despise me too much? He can't be gay right?

I stared at him up and down.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I gently lifted my hand and touched his chest, it is firm and just. But gay people from the modern society love to go to gym and tone their bodies. Hmmm, let me go up to his neck and maybe touch his face?

But before I could reach his face he already took hold of my wrist. And stared at me like I've done a crime.

"Are you seducing me?"

His voice was cold.

An idea suddenly formed in my head.

I hugged him and then my head rested right on his chest. I snake my arm even tighter. So tight that I felt his junior bulge. I smiled sweetly. But gay people also have moments wherein they are turned on by a girl, it was said that a man's hormones is untimely, even if one is gay. But those were short lived.

I looked up and meet his gaze. His face is even more handsome up close. And his breath smells like mint, so so so...

"Aren't you my fiance? How come you're questioning me if I am seducing you or not. Does it look like I am? I just want a little touch of you, oh well I can hug you forever like this!"

Without regrets I reached for my goal. I tiptoed and gave him a peck on the lips.

He stared at me wide eyed.

I stared back at him.

He immediately pushed me, then I fell on the bed. He retrieved a handkerchief from his sleeves and wiped his lips harshly. He even drank some tea from the teacup on the table. Then his face became pale, it's like he instantly became allergic to me. His eyes turned murderous.

"Never do that again"

"Do what?"

I smiled sweetly

"Never do that thing again"

"I did what exactly?"

"Just don't do it!" his face was priceless

"Oh you mean the kiss? Your lips really taste like strawberries--"

"Shut up!"

"Might I remind you? That teacup you're holding, I drank from it earlier this morning"

He immediately threw the cup away, and the cup broke into pieces.

Then he left me there again.