Orion stared down at the dishcloth in his hand, his face flickering through confusion, disbelief, and despair."Yeah," I said, nodding. "If you don't know how to wash dishes, you can mop the floor, sweep, do the laundry—whatever other chores you can manage."He blinked at me, stunned. "Wait. You bought me… to do housework?"I blinked back. "Yeah. What else would I buy you for?""…"The low rumble in his throat stopped dead.That's right. I'd bought Orion purely to do housework.The idea came to me by accident, during a chat with a coworker. She had also bought an incubus online. She was always bragging in the break room about how diligent and obedient he was—cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, all on his own—and how every night at home was pure bliss.The others giggled in a strange way, but me, dense as ever, latched onto one crucial phrase:Helps with housework.My eyes practically lit up.I'd been drowning in work, too exhausted to clean my apartment, which had turned into a
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