QOTD: Which country would you like to visit and why? I want to visit Japan one day as I'm a major anime freak and I love the Japan culture and food.😁

Ryan's POV:

"Ryan!" Master shouted from his room making me rush up immediately to see what's wrong.

"Yes Master?"

"The Robertsons will be coming over tonight at 6 for dinner. I need you to do the serving tonight and help Trish in the kitchen. I don't need her spilling anything on my guests." Trish is not clumsy, you old man but whatever. At least she won't be lonely during the dinner.

"Yes Master. Anything else you need me to do?"

"Yes. Stay by the table's side at all times. Oh, inform Adrian about the dinner. Tell him it's for business so he has to attend." Wait...Adrian doesn't know about this? He's going to be so pissed.

"Yes Master. Is that all?"

"For now. You may go now." Waving me away, I exited quickly from his room before making my way over to Adrian's. Opening his door gently, his sleeping form came into view as the afternoon sun shone down on his muscular frame. He looks so peaceful sleeping so soundly as he hugs his bolster tightly like a koala bear. He must be exhausted from all the office work.

3pm...I'll wake him up at 5 and tell him then. He dresses up fast and he needs to catch up on his sleep. The working stress is not good for his health. Closing his door behind me, I walked to the kitchen swiftly to see Trish in a frantic mess.

"What should I do Trish? Master's orders."

"Oh my goodness! Thanks! I'm dying here! I mean, who tells someone that they want a freaking fancy dinner just 6 hours before it?! I would have quited this job if it wasn't for you and Adrian. Oh here! Help me wash these. Thanks." She passed me a container of scallops and a container of berries before continuing to slice a large piece of raw chicken into medium-sized cubes skillfully.

"Thanks Trish for staying for us. I love you." She stared at me speechless for a while before giving me a bright smile as unshed tears made their appearance.

"I love you too Ryan. You are basically like my son to me. Okay! Let's stop this sappy moment and start working before he comes down and sees nothing done."

"Yes Madam!" Saluting playfully at her with a silly grin on my face, she swatted my arm lightly before shaking her head with a warm smile on her face.

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"How many more dishes are we left with Trish?" She turned around to give me a wide grin on her face as she held up the container of washed berries.

"The dessert only so we're basically done! Damn...I'm beat. Oh, you should wake Adrian up now. It's 5:10 already." 5:10?! Shit!

Racing up the stairs, I pushed his door open to see him stirring in his sleep, burying his face into his pillow as one of his legs hang at the side of his bed. I really worry about his sleeping posture sometimes. Walking over, I lifted his leg back onto his bed before
shaking him softly.

"Wake up Adrian, you have to wake up already."

"Mhmmm...5 minutes beautiful."

"No Adrian. You have no time already. You have to have dinner with the Robertsons at 6. Your dad said that it was for business purposes so you must attend it."

"Fucking old man...fine...I'll get up. Or not he will come looking for you for trouble." He grumbled sleepily before starting to remove his clothes.

"I'll be waiting for you in the dining room at 5:50."

"Where are you going?"

"Change?"

"Oh...okay."

Leaving his room swiftly, I raced into mine to take a quick wash before throwing on my butler attire and then making my way downstairs to check on Trish. Let's just hope that this dinner goes well.

Adrian's POV:

"Thanks for inviting us over, Lucian." Mr Robertson greeted as Dad opened the door for them.

"No problem, Henry. Please, come in." Once seated at the table, dad motioned at Ryan for the food to be served as Henry stared up and down at Ryan like he was a piece of meat. Take your fucking eyes off him you pig or I'll poke them out like meatballs out of their sockets with a fork.

It wasn't long before he walked out with a tray in his hands, placing the plates in front of us skillfully as he balanced them in ease. He's so perfect in what he does...I'm envious. "Thank you Ryan." I thanked him clearly when he place my plate down in front of me. Unlike the two old men who just nodded slightly and the woman who remained quiet. Tsk. Do they even have proper table manners? I doubt so.

"You're welcome, Young Master." He says politely before stepping aside.

"You may go back now, Ryan." Dad finally spoke up as he shooed Ryan away without sparing him a glance.

"Yes, Master." He bowed slightly before heading back to the kitchen.

Just as it was the last dish, aka dessert, the pig spoke up with a pair of confident beady eyes. "Who is he, Lucian? I've never seen him before." That's because he was doing his job well you idiotic pig and he is my future husband for your information.

"You mean Ryan?" Dad asked him back curiously.

"Yeah."

"He's Adrian's bodyguard and the house butler."

"He's one fine specimen, I will say. How much?"

"What do you mean by how much?"

"How much does he cost? I'll buy him over." He says smugly as he reached into his pocket to grab a cheque.

"He's not-" Dad spoke up to reply but I cut him off immediately. Ryan's mine so I'll reply to that shithead.

"Mr Robertson. Not to be rude but I  suggest you to choose your words wisely before speaking them." I warned him seriously but he dared to laugh it off it front of my face like I'm telling him a joke.

"Don't get so worked up Mr Black. He's just a servant, right? I can just give you one of my best as an exchange." He said nonchalantly with a stupid smirk on his face which is tempting me to slap it off. And what did he call Ryan? Just a servant?! Go to hell you pig! You fucking asshole! Who are you to call Ryan just a servant?

"Ryan is not a servant! I have tolerated enough of your foolish actions already Mr Robertson and to think that I've just warned you about speaking after using your brains. I'm out of here and whatever deal my dad wanted to sign with you is off. I wouldn't want to make a deal with someone who doesnt use their brains and be glad that I'm not punching you. Rumours spread like a fucking hell fire." Unable to control my anger, I lashed out at him without mercy, leaving the three of them stunned at the table. Why look at me stunned? Might as well crap in your pants. I'll be more glad like that.

"Let's go Ryan." Dragging a clueless Ryan out of the kitchen by hand, I made him get behind me on my motorbike before speeding off to who knows where. As long as he's with me, I couldn't care about anything else. All of them can just go and fuck themselves.