In becoming the King

Lucian was cooking for him when Mark came to the kitchen. He was in a bathrobe as he just took a shower. “What are you making?” Mark asked.

“Something to eat,” Lucian replied.

“Even I can see that. Your jokes aren’t good at all,” Mark muttered and went to the refrigerator, taking out an apple from there.

“Wait, this smell!” mumbled Lucian and turned his eyes towards Mark. “Did you use my body wash?” Lucian asked.

“Yes,” Mark replied as he took a bite of apple.

“How dare you? You devil!” muttered Lucian angrily. “Who told you can touch my things? That body wash is one in a million and just by smell I can tell that you have emptied my entire body wash’s bottle.”

“Stop complaining. I will gift you a better body wash than that. I have not brought my things so, I had no option than to use that,” Mark said as he chewed the apple. Smile wasn’t leaving his lips which was noticed by Lucian. He turned off the flame and turned to look at Mark.

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