Chapter65

#Chapter65

My hands went to my cheek and rubbed harshly, I splattered some water on my face and forced myself to get downstairs with a confident look. I shouldn't be scared, he's my boyfriend anyway.

/"Rhyker, where are you?/" I asked while looking downstairs, I smelled a delicious scent coming from the kitchen, it must be the cooks. They are always making amazing food for breakfast.

/"Rhy-/"

This is fucking heaven, I would give up anything for this view. I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers.

He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs.