Jefferson and Max meet up with Owen at the dining table. A few other bodyguards too, had an early lunch like Max.The three of them were busy talking. Apparently, Owen was not as old-fashioned as Jefferson had imagined. Owen left with Homer after lunch and returned to their room only with Max. While Hayden goes to one of the casinos because Hommer assigned him to do that, Max asks one of his bodyguards, and he tells them that Hayden goes by himself. Meanwhile, Max was specially assigned to look after Jefferson while his men took care of his work, so he was lazing with Jefferson, watching tv in their room. And when it was time, around five in the afternoon. Jefferson went to Dylan's room with Max; he asked for a list of bodyguards under his command; each bodyguard has his own subordinates.Maybe Homer and Hugo needed these colorful bodyguards because they had about a hundred bodyguards, each command of about twenty-five bodyguards.Jefferson was ready in the lobby, glanced outside, a
The conversation was quicker than Jefferson expected. They even joked about anything else more than discussing the new mall. Besides, it seems that Hugo doesn't care about the construction progress that the old man talking about; he maybe will care only when that old man says that the mall is ready, and perhaps he will also tell Homer to prepare. He hadn't even finished all the french fries, but the old man stubbed out his cigarette and stood up. Jefferson was surprised and wiped his hands on his jeans while Hugo shook the old man's hand, giving a goodbye, hoping he didn't see what Jefferson was doing. And after shaking Jefferson's hand, the man left the private room, leaving only Jefferson and the perverted prince. He was annoyed, and without even looking, he could already imagine that pervert's expression; well, all perverts are the same. Jefferson knew it by heart; not only that, he had had enough of them. Jefferson sighed and turned around; without looking directly at Hugo's
Jefferson walked into his room and slammed the door. "That perverted! I'm gonna kill him." This is one of his bad habits when he is annoyed. But how can he not be? Just imagine Hugo just came out of the bar ten minutes before eleven o'clock, with two baristas carrying him out because he was too drunk to walk by himself. Luckily they checked on him in his private room because they thought it strange that he hadn't ordered anything since 30 minutes ago; they found him lying on the ground. Jefferson helped him get into the car, and he was forced to accompany him in the back seat, afraid he might bump into something. And also, Homer was already calling them; he was angry, so the driver had to speed up so they could arrive home as fast as possible. And it was then, for approximately fifteen minutes, Hugo continued to flirt with him even more than he had in the private room. Starting from hugging him while mumbling, kissing his cheek, stroking his hair, and almost kissing him on the l
And the next question is, why is that pervert coming out of his room just to talk to Owen? Couldn't he get someone to tell Owen to meet him in his room?"Ah, Hugo, Good morning. Is there anything wrong?" asked Owen while glancing at Jefferson, who was still frozen.His reason was none other than to ruin Jefferson's morning.Jefferson stood up while all the bodyguards now stared at them to greet Hugo, but moments later, they returned to talking about that rumor when Jefferson bowed to greet them too. "Good morning, Hugo," Jefferson greeted, then moved, so half of his body was covered by Owen's body."Good morning, Jeremy. How is your condition?""I'm fine.""Was I tiring you yesterday? You better see a doctor. I'm afraid that last night's thing has badly affected your body.""Thank you for your concern, Hugo, but I'm fine."Jefferson glanced out of the corner of his eye; whispers came from all directions. While Owen was looking at him with a mischievous look.While Hugo was grinning w
Jefferson smiled happily; his presence was like an oasis in the desert; that person was Homer. "Homer, I'm sorry to make you wait. I was lost earlier. Oh, this mansion is too big. I'm still not used to the halls," said Jefferson. Jefferson was about to take a step toward Homer, but Hugo held his hand before he could take his first step. Jefferson's eyes stared at Hugo, but he just smiled as if nothing annoying had happened. "I'm not done with him," Hugo told Homer. Jefferson turned to Homer, he hoped Homer could help him out of this situation, but he quickly disappointed Jefferson by nodding; he wasn't angry or looked annoyed. Maybe it's not a big problem, so Homer was okay with that. Homer walked in with his hands in his pockets and showed Hugo his phone. "Tell me when you're done. I need to take care of other things first." Hugo nodded, while Jefferson's face turned pale, he could only stare at Homer's back, which disappeared as he turned into an alley. Jefferson was still
"There's something I wanted to talk to." Jefferson followed Homer's steps. He sat in his chair with a sigh, then looked up at Jefferson, who stood with his hands behind his body. Jefferson nodded. He doesn't need to worry about being near Homer; he doesn't need to be always on guard. A quiet man like him couldn't possibly do the perverted things his brother did. But that doesn't mean Jefferson can stand quietly.; he was nervous about being with Homer without anyone else. His aura is mysterious and dark. And he doesn't talk much, making others curious about what's on his mind, his true identity. The two of them, though Jefferson hated to admit it, especially about Hugo, were captivating in their own way; Hugo with his friendly nature and Homer with his mysterious character. Maybe that's why they have their own fanbase, although Homer seems to hate them. Max tell about it yesterday. There was one woman who approached Homer and Hugo when they were walking in a mall after watching a
Again, Jefferson slammed his bedroom door, making Max almost drop the aromatherapy candle he had just bought; luckily, Hayden caught it. While Owen raised his head, he was reading a book on his bed. For the second time, Stupid Jefferson forgot that he was now sharing a room with three other people; Jefferson stuttered as Max and Owen glanced at each other. They smirked, making Jefferson snort and head straight to his closet. Owen closes his book, and Max ignores Hayden, who hands him the candle he caught; they both annoyingly walk over to Jefferson. Max hugged him, making Jefferson flinch, while Owen closed his cupboard door and leaned against it, blocking Jefferson from opening it again. "It seems something just happened. What is Hugo doing this time? I'm curious." Jefferson shoved Owen out of the way. Jefferson took a clean towel, pajamas, and uniform. Jefferson just realized he made a big mistake asking the auntie in the laundry room yesterday for short pajamas. He should hav
After a long and unnecessary argument, Jefferson agreed to sleep with Hugo's arms for support, Jefferson's arms around Hugo's waist, and Hugo's chin resting above his head. But most importantly, Hugo's hands couldn't move as he pleased. One of his hands was used as a pillow, and the other gently stroked Jefferson's hair. Hugo grabbed his phone and turned off all the lights in his room before lying back down while pulling the blanket. And after that long debate, Jefferson and Hugo fell silent; the sound of rain and music from Homer's room filled the silence between them. But unfortunately, even after drinking coffee, with the relaxed atmosphere from the music and the raindrops hitting Hugo's bedroom window, Jefferson felt sleepy. "Jeremy," Hugo muttered, then yawned, his perverted face still faintly visible the moment Jefferson raised his head because even though all the lights in his room had been turned off, the light outside was still on. That light came in through the raindro