Chapter 5

Red POV

I walked behind the king, my eyes on his buttocks. Damn, he has a nice butt, hard and round; I wanted to grasp it. How can a man have such a nice butt? Oh goodness, me.

“Ouch,” I groaned as I collided into his back. He turned around, and I bit my lips in nervousness. He had stopped walking, and I didn’t notice because I was staring at his buttocks. He looked down at me, and I chuckled nervously, moving on my toes. He shook his head.

“We are here,” he said, and the guards opened the door.

“No more messing up,” I whispered, and I followed him into the study. I looked around, and this place was so warm; it smells like lavender. There was a stack of books and files on the left, and in the middle of the room is a L-shaped office table with two chairs in front of it. There is a fine couch and centre table in the other corner of the room, along with a bar filled with surely very expensive wines. I gasped slowly as I saw the wine. Is that pure wine? The most expensive wine known to we