Chapter 12: Eating Together

Luciel doesn't have any experience regarding such intimate things. So, it was his first time helping somebody and letting them help themselves.

Treyton was obviously skilled in such things as were expected of some who had a lot of lovers in the past.

However, he did enjoy it, so even though it was tiring, he didn't say anything and just went back to his room to freshen up.

After taking a bath, he went to check if Nina was already downstairs.

When he went downstairs, he saw that Nina was already done cooking their meal for tonight and was ready to serve it on the table.

"Hello, Sir Luciel, did you see Sir Treyton?" Nina asked.

"Yes, we were just talking in his room. Treyton said we will eat in his room, so please help me put our meals on a tray, and I will carry them upstairs."

Treyton obviously doesn't want other people to know about his injury; that's why he even sent Nina out to buy something else.

Treyton should have only rested on the sofa and planned to go to his room, but he coincidentally arrived at that time.

He didn't believe that Treyton stayed in the living room just to wait for his arrival.

He went to his lover's place as soon as he arrived, meaning he already planned to use him as a cover to let his doctor come.

If he hadn't met him when he came back, even if a doctor came to the villa, he might have just assumed that they were to check on Treyton. Or he might not even know about it if he had stayed in his room as usual.

Unfortunately, they met each other, and he also noticed his injury.

He received a very huge bonus, which means that Treyton was asking him to never speak about it to anyone as long as he was alive.

Luciel doesn't even have people to tell it to, and he also wasn't interested in divulging such things to others.

So even if Treyton didn't pay him, he wouldn't really tell others, but it was still satisfying to receive a huge bonus for his cooperation.

"I see. Wait a moment. I'll put them in a tray," Nina said, and she started putting all of the dishes she prepared in a tray.

"Should I help you carry them upstairs?" Nina said while looking at the three-layered food tray that she prepared.

"No need; I can carry it by myself," Luciel said, carrying the tray upstairs carefully.

Luciel was holding the tray and wasn't able to knock on the door, so he just said in a louder voice, "Open the door; I brought dinner."

After waiting for a while, Treyton opened the door with a new outfit. He obviously freshened himself up after he left.

Luciel entered the room and arranged the dishes on the table.

"Let's eat!" Luciel said and started eating on his own without even waiting for Treyton.

After eating for a while, Luciel realized that Treyton was only watching him eat, so he asked, "Why don't you start eating? You're not hungry yet?"

"I also want to eat, but my arm is injured; why don't you feed me?" Treyton said while looking at Luciel with a wronged expression.

"Huh? You just used your other hands expertly a while ago," Luciel said while recalling how skilled he was when he was helping him a while ago.

"That is a different matter," Treyton justified.

"I know you could use both of your hands properly. So even if your other hand is injured, you can still move around with no problems," Luciel said.

Luciel already discovered that Treyton could actually use both of his hands equally, so even if he asks pitifully, it has no use, as he already knew that Treyton could use both of his hands equally.

"But I want you to feed me," Treyton said while acting a bit pitiful.

"I don't remember reading anything in the contract that I need to serve you.

In the contract, it is written that I only need to accompany you to parties, dates, and other events, and of course do some intimate things.

There's no written clause that says I need to serve you your meals or other things," Luciel pointed out.

"How can you be so cold-hearted? Don't you pity me a bit?"

"No, I don't have any pity for you. If you wanted additional service, you should be ready to give me a bonus," Luciel said.

How could Treyton be pitiful? There are a lot of people more pitiful than him.

Even if he is injured, he could still do a lot of things, so he doesn't need any pity at all.

Besides, Luciel was also accustomed to having a lot of injuries, and he could still continue fighting monsters.

He could still fight monsters with worse injuries, so how could he even feel something like pity for just a gunshot wound?

"So, how much does it cost you to feed me?" Treyton asked.

"I'm sorry, but I won't accept your offer; you are already disturbing my mealtime. If you could wait for me to finish my meal before feeding you, then that would be okay."

"How can that be, okay? We should be eating together."

Luciel sighed, got a plate for Treyton, and started putting some food on it.

"Okay, stop playing around. I know you could do it on your own, so don't disturb me while I'm eating," Luciel said, and he put the plate he filled with food in front of Treyton.

If it wasn't his meal being disturbed, then he might have agreed to Treyton's request as long as it wasn't bothersome.

He got a lot of money from him so he could still tolerate some of his requests.

However, disturbing his mealtime to feed him is a big no. He wouldn't be able to eat properly while doing something like that.

If it were seven years ago, he might have agreed to it, as he already knew that Treyton would surely be generous in giving him a bonus, but now it's not possible.