𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐆𝐀𝐘 ʳᵉⁱⁿᶜᵃʳⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

ch. 7 | Waking up with the marquis

MORNING
at the Auclair Household,

"THE FUCK?!"

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"You're really loud first thing in the morning, butler." I stared wide eyed at the blue haired male, the pain on my cheek and hands are now gone too.

Wait?

"Did...did you heal me?" I questioned him, not realizing i wasn't supposed to know that.

"How did you know that?" He was now sitting up, the sun shining down at him, his victorian style white button up shirt was open wide making his abs be seen.

'Please don't have a nosebleed.'

"That...that's not the problem! why are YOU sleeping BESIDE me?!" I was now on the farthest part of the bed holding the bedsheet on my front like a girl would after being exposed to a guy she doesn't know.

"I sincerely apologize, i planned to get out immediately last night but the bed Count Sebastian gave me was too cold for my liking."

'What kind of nonsense excuse was that?'

Why does it seem so familiar...?

Did i just...steal the heroine scene? welp, not my fault i'm hot as fuck.

(Lemme just explain to everyone what happened, y'all might be confuse and thinking, how did he steal the heroine's scene when she wasn't even there? like just confuse af. He stole the SCENE, i can't really put it to words but he stole the lines? like that? the lines Victor said was supposed to be said to the heroine.)

"So you creeped in my room and slept beside me?" I stared dumbfounded, "Precisely." He replied now smiling, he began to stand up and fix his unbotton shirt up.

     Then i remember something from the game, most of his time Victor would sleep with women. So that's what he meant by 'too cold', he's used to sleep with someone beside him no matter who because before his mom and him a shared one bed, due to poverty of course.

'Ohhhh a lonely broken love interest who only wants to be showered with love but because he looked too intimidating no one wanted to approach or befriend him, but ladies would flock themselves to him because he's hot.'

     Deep in thought trying to remember details about the game since he forgot a lot of things cause he never liked the game and he tends to not remember some scenes on games he despises...or just plainly forgets it.

     He didn't realize that the now man who slept with him is now staring intently at him. Lust? of course not, it's more like, curiosity.

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'Who is this boy? living in the Auclair household, he doesn't look like a servant here... oh, is this the famous adopted son?' I stared at his face, his eyebrows scrunched up seemingly trying to remember something.

     He doesn't look half bad, he definitely looks like his mother. Pure white snow hair, some sticking out on every direction as he just woke up. A bit tan but his skin color is much more lighter than most man, cherry colored lips that seemed to taunt ladies with how plump it looked, but not too plump of course. Long lashes that added more of a seductive aura when he looks at things and people, lastly, a slim figure. He doesn't look too feminine or too masculine, he looks like he has a good body.

     His personality is one of a kind too, normally, just seeing the sight of me from a far distance would make anyone run away except for the females that wants to be bedded by me and some business acquaintances that has the guts to come near me.