The Devil's Gift (BL)
“I wish it was but at this time of the day, there are either too many people or too little, to find a pretty woman is hard.”
“Pretty, as in, they are not your tastes, right?” Eden asked, holding his shirt to his nose as the faint smell of vanilla filled his nose. His scent is still there!
“Yeah. Why are there so many beautiful women out there, boss?” Celt complained, groaning. “I don’t think I ever will be able to settle down at this rate.”
“Aren’t you annoying?” Eden chuckled, shirt over his head. “Just get a partner and see. Maybe you will realise there is no one like them in the world and everyone else becomes dull for you.”