“Hey men, you know that we don’t allow people to take women by their will if it’s against their choice right? You know the rules. If you want a bed warmer then go upstairs,” Lord Christ said, meanwhile I lowered my gaze and then grabbed my spectacles. I made sure to wear it well on my face before wiping the buds of sweat dripping down my forehead and neck. For some reason, I feel nervous. I can’t explain the reason but there is this unsettling feeling forming onto the pit of my stomach.“Whatever, you’re a fucking killjoy,” the man replied and immediately walked off as though he did not intrude my space earlier.“See, he’s so sensitive, that fucking retard,” Lord Christ commented before he shook his head. “Our walkout king, King Rome Deveid Montezur!” Once I heard that name, my eyes almost widened in shock although I tried my best not to show it on my face. I can’t be too obvious thinking that that man labelled as Montezur is also at the same height as my boss, Lord Christ.“Come he
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