Sorry I wasn't able to update so long. Anyway I'm trying my best to cope
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Chapter 3
It was noon and Robert's palace remained as grand as usual. Oliver stayed in the kitchen to help the cooks in cooking, Robert stayed in his room sleeping while Johnny and Enrique stayed in the garden talking to each other.
Enrique kept a cold stare at Johnny while Johnny beams a smile at him.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Johnny smirked at Enrique laughing at his own joke.
"I know you're the one responsible why we need to stay here and the room parings." Enrique stammered.
"What are you talking about?" Johnny turned away from Enrique and walked towards the mansion door.
"Don't you tell me that shit! I noticed you liked Oliver from the very beginning." Enrique grabbed Johnny by the shoulder.
"Don't you worry I know better than to mess with you." Enrique gently placed him down while Johnny slapped his shoulders. "I know he's yours I won't dare touching him."
"You better not cause if you do I assure you there will be blood shed." Enrique walked passed Johnny and entered the mansion.
"Sucker." Johnny whispered.
Meanwhile in the kitchen:
"Oh men if Robert didn't request for me to help I wouldn't even bother cooking." Oliver stammered as he lifted the cabbage on the table.
"Master Oliver the cake is ready please taste it." A cook approached Oliver.
"Sure but I'm impressed you did it so damn fast." Oliver lifted a spoon and tasted a small portion. His mouth crossed in awe as he swallowed. "Okay whose the asshole who placed salt in the cake."
"We're sorry master it was an accident." A cook with a long beard answered at the extreme back.
"You again!" Robert came in the scene with Johnny. "You have received your last warning now read my lips your fired!!!!!!" Robert sent the clumsy chef out and made his guards throw him like a pile of shit.
"Wasn't that too harsh?" Oliver asked still shocked from the scene.
"Nah that cooked almost poisoned me from the last time. Imagine he tried to experiment mixing vinegar with ketchup as a seasoning for fried chicken."
"Eew now that's disgusting." Oliver muttered in disgust. "Anyway I'm finished with the cooking except the cake. Nobody would want this salty junk would they?" Oliver tossed the cake whole in the trashcan outside the window. "thanks for the help Robert but I can manage this cooks can rest."
"You heard the man! Get out you bunch of low lives!" Robert trashed the chefs out of the room and threw them their utensils. "We'll leave you here Oliver you might need some concentration."
'Thanks you may leave." Oliver rolled the dough for the cake and placed it in an oven. "I can finish this by myself."
"Okay then. Johnny let's go." Robert strolled out of the room. But Johnny stayed and closed the door.
"Is it okay if I watch you Oliver?" Johnny asked.
"I guess." Oliver turned the heat on and started baking.
".I always wanted to learn how to cook." Johnny approached Oliver's back and placed his arms around Oliver's waist.
Poor Oliver was shocked and dropped the spatula. His eyes widened and his hand approached Johnny's hand that was touching his waist. He tried to remove it but Johnny persisted.
"Johnny get your hands off me I'm not in the mood for jokes right now." Oliver turned, but Johnny's grip hardened.
"I can't." Johnny pulled Oliver harder. "I've been wanting you for myself all my life now I finally have this chance." Johnny's hands crawled from Oliver's waist to inside Oliver's pants.
"Johnny get your hand off me or I'll call for Robert." Oliver threatened.
"Go ahead but Oliver I promise in the tournament you know the winner's cup. I'm sad I can't have you for myself, that Robert and Enrique will have a part of you." Johnny started going for the boy's cock.
Oliver jerked and accidentally knocked off the oven causing a big explosion like noise. The servants who heard this and Enrique with Robert quickly run for Oliver's aid, Enrique was muttering nervously while Robert's face turned to him.
"Don't worry about your boy friend Enrique he'll be alright." They stampeded but the aisle to the kitchen seemed endless.
"Damn they should be here about now." Johnny pushed Oliver to the ground knocking him down.
Johnny grabbed Oliver's shoulder pulled him up.
"Johnny what happened here!" Enrique shouted rushing inside the kitchen.
"Oliver was baking and accidentally knocked the oven down didn't you brake anything Oliver?" Johnny's eyes threatened. Oliver's face turned nervous.
"None. Thanks Johnny." Said Oliver.
"Everybody help Oliver go to the infirmary! Carry him you assholes!" Robert shouted.
Everybody left with Robert carrying Oliver on a stretcher. Everybody but Enrique left. Enrique stared at Johnny with eyes of fury.
"I don't know what you did but touch Oliver and it's goodbye for you!"
Chapter 3
It was noon and Robert's palace remained as grand as usual. Oliver stayed in the kitchen to help the cooks in cooking, Robert stayed in his room sleeping while Johnny and Enrique stayed in the garden talking to each other.
Enrique kept a cold stare at Johnny while Johnny beams a smile at him.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Johnny smirked at Enrique laughing at his own joke.
"I know you're the one responsible why we need to stay here and the room parings." Enrique stammered.
"What are you talking about?" Johnny turned away from Enrique and walked towards the mansion door.
"Don't you tell me that shit! I noticed you liked Oliver from the very beginning." Enrique grabbed Johnny by the shoulder.
"Don't you worry I know better than to mess with you." Enrique gently placed him down while Johnny slapped his shoulders. "I know he's yours I won't dare touching him."
"You better not cause if you do I assure you there will be blood shed." Enrique walked passed Johnny and entered the mansion.
"Sucker." Johnny whispered.
Meanwhile in the kitchen:
"Oh men if Robert didn't request for me to help I wouldn't even bother cooking." Oliver stammered as he lifted the cabbage on the table.
"Master Oliver the cake is ready please taste it." A cook approached Oliver.
"Sure but I'm impressed you did it so damn fast." Oliver lifted a spoon and tasted a small portion. His mouth crossed in awe as he swallowed. "Okay whose the asshole who placed salt in the cake."
"We're sorry master it was an accident." A cook with a long beard answered at the extreme back.
"You again!" Robert came in the scene with Johnny. "You have received your last warning now read my lips your fired!!!!!!" Robert sent the clumsy chef out and made his guards throw him like a pile of shit.
"Wasn't that too harsh?" Oliver asked still shocked from the scene.
"Nah that cooked almost poisoned me from the last time. Imagine he tried to experiment mixing vinegar with ketchup as a seasoning for fried chicken."
"Eew now that's disgusting." Oliver muttered in disgust. "Anyway I'm finished with the cooking except the cake. Nobody would want this salty junk would they?" Oliver tossed the cake whole in the trashcan outside the window. "thanks for the help Robert but I can manage this cooks can rest."
"You heard the man! Get out you bunch of low lives!" Robert trashed the chefs out of the room and threw them their utensils. "We'll leave you here Oliver you might need some concentration."
'Thanks you may leave." Oliver rolled the dough for the cake and placed it in an oven. "I can finish this by myself."
"Okay then. Johnny let's go." Robert strolled out of the room. But Johnny stayed and closed the door.
"Is it okay if I watch you Oliver?" Johnny asked.
"I guess." Oliver turned the heat on and started baking.
".I always wanted to learn how to cook." Johnny approached Oliver's back and placed his arms around Oliver's waist.
Poor Oliver was shocked and dropped the spatula. His eyes widened and his hand approached Johnny's hand that was touching his waist. He tried to remove it but Johnny persisted.
"Johnny get your hands off me I'm not in the mood for jokes right now." Oliver turned, but Johnny's grip hardened.
"I can't." Johnny pulled Oliver harder. "I've been wanting you for myself all my life now I finally have this chance." Johnny's hands crawled from Oliver's waist to inside Oliver's pants.
"Johnny get your hand off me or I'll call for Robert." Oliver threatened.
"Go ahead but Oliver I promise in the tournament you know the winner's cup. I'm sad I can't have you for myself, that Robert and Enrique will have a part of you." Johnny started going for the boy's cock.
Oliver jerked and accidentally knocked off the oven causing a big explosion like noise. The servants who heard this and Enrique with Robert quickly run for Oliver's aid, Enrique was muttering nervously while Robert's face turned to him.
"Don't worry about your boy friend Enrique he'll be alright." They stampeded but the aisle to the kitchen seemed endless.
"Damn they should be here about now." Johnny pushed Oliver to the ground knocking him down.
Johnny grabbed Oliver's shoulder pulled him up.
"Johnny what happened here!" Enrique shouted rushing inside the kitchen.
"Oliver was baking and accidentally knocked the oven down didn't you brake anything Oliver?" Johnny's eyes threatened. Oliver's face turned nervous.
"None. Thanks Johnny." Said Oliver.
"Everybody help Oliver go to the infirmary! Carry him you assholes!" Robert shouted.
Everybody left with Robert carrying Oliver on a stretcher. Everybody but Enrique left. Enrique stared at Johnny with eyes of fury.
"I don't know what you did but touch Oliver and it's goodbye for you!"