Read The yang lord and his guard dog :: the new toy

Gilbert's tens muscle relaxed a bit, these words meant that neither he nor Maxim were of interest to the master of the house. He breathed as he stared at the yang boy walking toward him looking around. This was not the first time that man brought a child, but it was the first time the newcomer looked this clean and this confident.

<Ooh wow .. you are amazing !!> Said the boy as he eyed the paintings in the room. < everyone was talking about you at the party I was really curious > he looked up into Gilbert's eyes completely ignoring Maxim who was standing by watching like a dog waiting for orders. he grinned.

Gilbert froze And his relaxed muscles tensed even more. It was an open secret that the count was obsessed with the bastard child his brother left behind and why he adopted him and made him his hire. After all, these Nobles each had their little scandal. And no one dared to defy the man who managed the treasury of the kingdom.

Maxim's eyes grew wide open as he stared at this boy as if he understood a big secret…

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the boy flipped his blond long hair and smiled sweetly at Gilbert < a bastard of the earl Di Mortal. Like you, I have noble blood and like you, my bastard father refused to acknowledge me .. > Gilbert didn’t answer. He just stared at the boy, not knowing if he felt sympathy or gratefulness for diverting that man's attention away from himself. he smiled and turned his gaze around < don’t worry .. there is no way I would take your position as a hire, I am not here for that.. > Emilio sighed and looked back at Gilbert, the smile on his angelic face was gone. the smaller boy suddenly grabbed Gilbert’s collar and dragged his face closer. Maxim jumped but was stopped by a wave of his master's hand.

<then why are you here for? Money? > Asked Gilbert without flinching as he was grabbed by the collar by a young boy.

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Emilio smiled and then frowned realizing that he wasn’t acknowledged as a threat nor taken seriously. He grabbed the collar in both his hands dragging it forward and bit the taller man’s lips.

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Gilbert was too shocked to react but the one by his side didn’t hesitate to push the assailant to the floor frowning and glaring at him with murdering eyes.

Emilio giggled and laughed as he rolled from side to side on the ground. Gilbert feeling shocked and confused took a step back and didn’t stop Maxim from protectively standing in front of him. Watching the boy holding his sides and laughing like a maniac.

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Emilio giggled and took a deep breath as he slowly stood up< when I heard about you, I thought you were pitiful > he dusted his silken outfit <then I thought you were lucky to get out of the slum> he waived his hands and brushed his missy hair to obedience <then the more these men talked about you the more jealous I was > he stopped moving and fighting with his hair and looked at Gilbert < then I saw you .. >he stared at Gilbert with eyes that were colder than the winter frozen lake. The emotion then disappeared and was replaced with a proud expression he huffed and walked around,< hunger you see .. keep one small and fragile .. > he grinned and spun around like a lunatic< these men, as they used me, talked about the count’s obsession with you ..among other things .. then how he refused to sell you even when he said you’re not as good as before .. >

Emilio stopped dancing and stood in front of a panting tracing the frame he turned back to Gilbert who was looking at him with confused eyes, and slowly walked to where he stood frozen in place. < and I understood .. > Emilio smiled and took slow steps as he approached the beautiful man who had his reflection in those warm green eyes. But was stopped by Maxim who blocked his way. Emilio glared at the big brut in his way and looked at his prey He repeated and suddenly the sweet smile on his face was gone the flirting voice replaced by a man’s gaze and a man’s determination he smiled again as he ignored the brut who stood in his way.

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Emilio looked at the taller man, looking shocked and he loved that pretty look. <they don't understand you... I do... I saw your painting... I felt your pain in it... I could hear you calling me.. > Emilio's eyes were wide as he hissed obsessively. Then, out of nowhere, he took a deep breath and turned towards the door <they saw your appearance but I saw your soul. I knew you would understand me.. > he turned his eyes as if he looked like a lost puppy

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<You..> Gilbert's voice trembled. He was shocked by the kiss but even more shaken by the words ''I want you'' What does that mean? Like physically??

he see his soul?

What?

Gilbert didn't think he had a soul, he could only feel darkness inside. What is this boy talking about?

Destiny?

To save?

<Save you? >He was shocked as the last words finally registered in his brain.

<you want me... to save you...?> He asked, trembling. His voice was getting smaller and smaller as he reached the last word..

the boy slowly walked to the door giggling without answering him.

save ..?

HOW ??

he was himself a prisoner? He can barely protect Josie!

How ???

Why would this boy pin the name of the savior on him??

Gilbert had tried to protect himself when he was young and failed miserably, now he's desperately trying to protect Josie and save her and this stranger wanted him to be his savior...

he whispered weakly, feeling his throat burn. His eyes were panicked, he knew exactly what this boy was going through but he couldn't risk his sister and his life.

He was helpless…powerless...

As he reached the door, Emilio turned and smiled <but you did ..> he looked at the handsome yang man with affection <you gave me hope..>.

Emilio closed the door. The studio fell into darkness except for the warm light of the lamp on the table. Gilbert felt his knees weakening and his body heavy. He couldn’t stand. As he fell to the floor, strong arms supported him and circled his waist. He grabbed the man beside him and looked at the floor he was shaking. He had once asked for help but was cruelly ignored. And now he is going to do the same to that boy. He shook his head trying to convince himself he was doing the right thing he bit his lips and bowed his head hiding his expression. He knew he was a hypocrite. He could try … he could do better than that friend and try to help, but ..

He was scared ..

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Maxim knelt on the floor following his lord and gathered him closer as he felt him trembling in agony.

He didn't understand exactly what was going on, but these words that the stranger spoke were dangerous, he felt he knew a secret he should not. It was his first day and yet he now knows of this?

Will he be thrown away?

Killed ??

Maxim looked at his master and felt pity and guilt, he was worried about his fate and didn’t consider this man who promised to protect him. He forgot his vow to himself to protect him back. the man squeezed his master closer and sat waiting for him to calm down.

Both sitting on the cold floor one is drowning in self-hate and the other’s determination ignited again.

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to be continued…

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