WHILE the sun shone so brightly that morning, Seravie's face turned dim while hanging the clothes he washed to dry them up.
"f*****g slave driver. Who does he think he is ordering me around to do all his chores!" he grumbled under his breath and couldn't help but curse the sadistic bastard Epsilon who's treating him like a low-rank slave inside of his head.
"I heard that rat," not far away from him, Aphro who's lying on the bench while watching him uttered. "Do you prefer me f*****g your tight ass instead of doing the laundry and cleaning my humble lair?"
Sera knew it was his punishment for running away last night but he just scoffed and gave him a sharp gaze. "Are you even aware how gross you are, you disgusting asshole?"
The corner of Aphro's mouth lifted. "Gross? Am I?" his eyes
