Chapter 1

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Castian’s POV:

“No.” He said stubbornly, refusing to get into the car.

“Please Young Master. We’re going to be late already!”

“Unless you clean the germs away, I won’t get move from this seat.” It’s just a small patch of birdshit for goodness sake! It won’t kill you! I’ve even clean your shit when you’re younger. Well… not the literal one of course. Just when he gets into trouble.

“I’ll clean it when we reach the company-”

“No. Now. What if I I get a disease from it? Do you know that bird shits can carry over 60 diseases? What if I get infected and fall sick? How will you tell Father then?” Sighhh… there he goes again. If I have forgotten to tell you, this Young Master of mine is a major clean freak. A little dirt and he goes on and on with his theories of how it’ll kill him or something. Repeated theories to be exact.

“Young Master…” That’s not the end of his speech. Next he’ll go ‘Did you know that some diseases are also airborne? What if I breath the air in? I’ll get respiratory diseases from it. Are you going to take responsibility then?’ Just wait and you’ll see I’m not lying.

“Did you know that some diseases are also airborne? What if I breath the air in? I’ll get respiratory diseases from it. Are you going to take responsibility then?” Ah yes yes I know I know. This is the 37th time you’ve repeated that to me. See?

Sighh… this is going to bring me so much trouble after that but oh wells. I’ll deal one thing at a time. “Young Master…”

“What?”

“Did you know that you’ve just used the cafe’s cutleries which are free for customers to grab on their own? Imagine how many people may have touched yours before you even used them.” And yes. I’ve dug my own grave.

“Castian…” He called out my name weakly with a sick look on his face. Wow. His face looks green like Shrek’s.

“Yo.”

“Yo my ass. I think I’m going to hurl.” Good. Well for now. Before he can really make a mess in the cafe with his puke, I knocked him out swiftly just when he wasn’t looking. Finally I can get his ass into the car. Sigh… seems like I’m going to need to always pack a sterilized set of his own cutleries with me from today onwards… sigh… how fun. Maybe I shouldn’t tell him that his bedsheets were last washed a week ago before he arrived. He’ll faint for sure. Yup yup. I’ll keep it to myself.

Well up we go. Throwing his smaller frame over my shoulders, the female crew gave us a shocked look as she contemplated on whether she had to call the police or not. Sigh… walking towards her with the unconscious body in hand, I whispered lightly “Shhh… my boyfriend is still weak on his feet. We went too many rounds yesterday.” before sending her a wink to her beet red face. Ehhh… she’s kinda cute but sadly not my type. Oh yes. Got to hurry.

Kye’s POV:

“Ummm… Young Master? We’ve arrived.” That damn Castian announced with slight guilt in his voice as he opened the door for me. At least the bird shit is washed off already. He’ll be damned if it was still there after knocking me out.

Well not like I can even do anything to him. He’s trained in karate, judo, kendo and even a black belt in taekwondo. He’ll kick my ass before I can even land a hand on him. Yes, I’ve seen him in action before. “Hudson here will be showing you around the company first. I’ll catch up to ya’ll later.”

Nodding to him in acknowledgement, I followed the Hudson guy who apparently was Father’s current secretary, as he led me around to the different departments and introduced me to the staffs. Though the company is a successful one. The staffs are kept minimal so as to ensure the quality of our designs. Quality over quantity is my Father’s moto.

Despite the number of staffs hired, we still receive many requests from all over the world so we can say that business is good. The company my Father owns, Lush, is an interior design company. I’ve helped around on a few occasions so I know how things works around here. Okay enough of the boring things.

“Your office, Mr Morrison-”

“Call me Kye.”

“Ah yes, Kye Sir. So as I was mentioning, this is your office, which is also Mr Morrison’s office, and it’s the same level as the marketing department. So if you have any questions in the future, you can always press on this button to call for me. Any questions for now?”

“No. Thanks Mr Hudson.”

“No problem, Kye Sir.” Taking his leave, a familiar face popped in just as the door closed on him.

“Yo. I’m back, Young Master.”

“Don’t yo me, Castian. Tell me what do I have to do today.”

“Yes, Young Master. At 2.30pm you have a meeting with the client’s representatives from Brazil on an ongoing commercial project. At 5pm you have a meeting with the marketing department on the projects they’re taking on.”

“Thanks Castian. You may go now.”

“Go? Where?” He stared at me in confusion as he looked around the office on where to go.

“Anywhere you want? You are my butler, not secretary. You can go anywhere you want when I work. Unless I need you to fetch me to different venues or lunch hour.”

“But you just ask me to tell you your schedule for the day?” He teased causing a light blush to appear on my face. Damn him.

“T-That’s because...erm… wait. How did you even know my schedule?”

“Hudson?” As usual… he’s always one step before me.

“Oh… t-then you’ll be the one who tells me what I have for the day. Hudson… he will the one to update me accordingly if there are any changes or if you’re not around.” I half-stuttered in embarrassment causing Castiam to smirk widely.

“Ahhhh...okay… so I can go dating?” He joked with a twinkle in his eyes.

“Do you even have someone?” I retorted, causing him to show a dumbfounded look which resulted in a small grin to appear on my face as a slight chuckle left my lips.

“Ouch Young master, ouch. You’ve hurt my feelings.” He pouted childishly as he dramatically clenched his fist over his chest.

“Yes yes just go.” Waving him away, he shot me a wide grin before skipping away but not before mock saluting. “Oh and Castian?”

“Yes?”

“Buy me a set of cutleries on the way and sterilize them. Sterilize them thoroughly.” Giving him the stinkeye, he chuckled lightly as he scratched the back of his head.

“Ahh yes yes. See you later then, Young Masterrrr.” He purred seductively which made me shake my head. This guy. He’s been such a player since I’ve first came to know him.

“See you. Don’t end up hooking up a cross-dresser like the last time.” He merely shrugged at my words before grinning widely like a playful teen.

“I’ll try. No promise.” Hopefully he doesn’t land himself with a mob of mafia after his ass like the last time when he had treated a girl to a drink in a bar. She was the mafia leader’s girl to be exact. Wait...was that why he learnt all those martial arts? Oh wells… and what is wrong with Father?! Look at the mess of the office desk! The files and documents are not sorted out and the blueprints are randomly stored! How does he even do his work in such a state? Clean. I have to clean all these first. I can’t work like this.

Kye's office ^ (in its clean state)

The office level of which Kye's office is on ^