Seeing Oswin's bloodshot eyes, Sean's fear increased tenfold, for he knew the elf king wasn't the all-talk type. He would surely do what he had said. And that was the least he wanted. To prevent a murder case from happening, Sean grabbed Oswin's wrist tightly, refusing to let go despite the pain in his hand.
"Let me go, servant. I'll deal with those scums. How dare they hurt you?" Oswin commanded, demanding Sean to let him go, but the latter shook his head vigorously and tightened his grip. Oswin could break free easily, but he didn't do it, for he was afraid the force would hurt the fragile human in front of him.
"Don't do it, Oswin. I'm okay," Sean said.
"How come you're okay? Look at your blood. It almost floods the entire room."
"What's going on?" James
At around midnight, an indistinct, trembling sound made the sharp-eared Oswin wake up. He sat up on the sofa and held his breath, focusing on the faint noise."Hmm... Cold, so cold."Knowing he did not imagine things, he rushed to the bedroom. When he pushed the wooden door open—trying to be as quiet as he could—he saw Sean's body was trembling under the blanket with beads of sweat formed all over his face, especially in the area where his brows furrowed. His teeth clattered, murmuring the same words repeatedly in broken sentences.Heading towards the bed, Oswin placed his hand on Sean's forehead and frowned once he realized the latter had a fever. With quick strides towards the bathroom, he took a basin, filled it with cold water, and grabbed a small towel before returning to sit on the be
"Mr. Sean?" Robert tried to bring his attention back to him."I-I can explain." He stammered as he turned his gaze from Oswin and back to the legal person."I believe you have nothing to explain, Mr. Sean.""B-but...I... he," he stammered, trying to find words to defend Oswin. He did not want the elf king to go to the police or court. The risks were high, and the consequences were severe. Oswin's identity would be exposed, and James would know the truth. He did not want to break the man's trust. James had always been taking care of him ever since he started working here. He did not want to return the gratitude with lies. But the question was... what should he say to save the situation?"Please listen to me first, Mr. Sean," Robert held up a hand, waking the
Yesterday midnight, at Thomas's house,A long shadow cast on the wooden floorboard, moving around swiftly but without a single creaking sound, showing how excellent his foot skills were, even though the person's height was definitely a tall one, judging from the shadow's size. He wandered inside the living room, heading where two swords were hung in a wide horizontal X-form as a part of the decoration on the sage green painted wall. After plucking one off the original place, he headed to the middle of the room, making sure to smash every breakable thing along the way. He knew the noise would wake up three sleepyheads upstairs. Reaching the destination, he readjusted the weapon in his hand, wielding it skillfully in a horizontal eight-figure—a picture of someone who had undergone the arts of sword fighting and even mastered it.
The disappearance of Thomas and his sons remained a mystery to Sean and James. Oswin refused to say a word, no matter how hard he tried to grill him. He could not shake off the feeling that this whole thing involved Oswin's doing. But as stubborn as the elf king could be, he got nothing out of Oswin. Knowing it was useless no matter what, he decided to drop the subject. Besides, there were no murder cases that involved the trio for quite some time. It looked like what he had feared did not happen.The transfer of Thomas' restaurant's ownership to James took only two weeks. It was faster than anyone expected. In less than a month, he was swamped helping James manage two restaurants simultaneously. They thought they could do it, but in reality, it turned out to be more complicated than they had thought. They had no choice but to sell the old restaurant and used the money to renovate the new one
🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains EXPLICIT smuts. Readers, please read at your own discretion. If you are not comfortable with this, just skip the entire chapter.*******The position they were in reminded Sean of the same thing not so long ago — the moment of sweet punishment. He remembered wanting nothing more than to hit and kick Oswin for daring to invade his private part, but now, in this exact position, he wanted to beg Oswin to do that again. He knew he was uncharacteristically shameless, but not only the heart but also the body wanted what it wanted.He needed a touch. The only one that only Oswin could perform.He needed the firm yet gentle caressing from the warm palm of the elf king,
🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains explicit smut. I wanted to include the complete scene in one chapter, but it would be too long, which meant it would cost many coins. Therefore, I think I should break them into chapters.Readers, if you're uncomfortable with these scenes, just skip any chapter with this 18+ warning sign.*******Sean's head was less dizzy after Oswin helped him relieve his fever, but his eyes were all bleary. It did not allow him to see things clearly. He blinked several times, trying to regain his vision back, yet he lost another thing when it did.The sight that greeted his eyes made his lungs lose the ability to generate air. He forgot to breathe as he looked down at Oswin's pulchritudinous face, beautified by the long and silky blond hair that spread all over the white pillow, extendin
🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains 18+ scenes.*******How dare you make fun of me, you elf king? Let's see if you can still laugh when I am doing what you have done to me. Sean thought to himself as he looked down at Oswin, determined to shut that mocking laughter up. He took a deep breath, and without glancing at where his face was heading, closed his eyes and took the full length in one go.He could sense the tenseness from Oswin's body, followed by a scream that overtook the chortle, and the chortle disappeared."Hey, why are you biting my little brother? Do you want to cut off my lineage?" asked Oswin.He lifted my face and glared back at elf king, who was propping up on his elbows, lookin
🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains EXPLICIT smut. (The last one for this section. Not the last one for this book, though)*******"With pleasure." The moment Oswin said this phrase, he felt Sean's body begin to shake under him. He was pretty sure that neither fear nor cold was not the cause of it, and the thought made his lips quirk up into a crooked smile."Close your eyes," he said huskily, yet calmly.When Sean obeyed his words, hiding the pair of brown irises and replacing the thin eyelids to his views, he began adjusting the shivering body to a new position—the one he thought was more suitable. He placed Sean's head on the pillow, pulling his body up so that the pair of slender legs were no longer dangling off the bed. Slowly, he unbuttoned the sweat-drenched shirt and peeled