“Prince, it’s time to wake up,” I said, drawing the curtains.
He just sniffled and turned further into the bed, parting his lashes lazily.
I smiled and stepped over to his bed. “Good morning, my Lord. I made some breakfast, and you can eat right after we give you a bath, alright?”
He just pushed his hands to sit up and rubbed his eyes.
“I was able to buy you a nice cozy outfit online,” I told him as I carried his mug of freshly made chai over to him. “So after your breakfast, I will take you out shopping for your other outfits. Is that alright with you?”
He nodded, propping himself up against the headboard.
I just let him drink his chai lazily in his giant T-shirt and I bowed slightly. “I shall go prepare your bath.”
He waved his hand, ushering me away, and I smiled bowing again before I left the room.
It only took me two minutes to start the shower and set it to a moderate heat, and afterward, I gathered his towel and set it aside along with some sandalwood-scented soaps.
Afterward, I walked back in the room to find him just finishing with his drink.
I kindly took the mug from him and set it aside, and he slipped off the bed when I started off, following after me as we entered the bathroom.
I closed the door silently behind him, and he yawned when I guided him out from his T-shirt and undergarments.
I spared one look at the mark on his side before I smiled, and I stood, bowing again. “If you would, please step in the shower.”
“If you would, please step in the shower,” Luca mocked, listening anyway as he stepped into the bathtub. “God, you were so full of yourself and now you’re like an innocent kitten.”
My lashes lowered as I smiled. “Don’t say such things. I am far from innocent, my lord.”
He just rolled his eyes, still exhausted.
But I just stepped back over to him, picking up the soap as he sat on the shower floor, turning up the heat himself so it was more comfortable.
“You like this better?” I asked him.
He nodded.
“Alright,” I responded then, “I shall include this in your daily regimen, then.”
He sniffled, and set his face in his knees, but I just started scrubbing his back again.
“Would you like some allergy medicine?” I asked him. “You’re nose seems to be a little stuffy.”
He nodded, and I smiled a little, scrubbing his whole body despite him being in this position. “Alright, I shall give you some meds later.”
After I was done, I lathered my hands with shampoo and then massaged it into his scalp.
He let out soft murmurs as if he enjoyed this.
I continued smiling. It’s been a while since you had someone else take care of you, huh?
When I finished, I rinsed him off with the showerhead until I left to grab his towel from the sink.
I then stepped back over to him, turning off the shower when he stood, water falling off every part of him.
I opened the towel for him, and he walked into it, closing his eyes tightly as I rubbed his arms and torso, drying him off.
After I finished, I then caught his clothes and started dressing him.
He stepped into his undergarments and pants, and I fastened the belt correctly over his hips, tightening it just a little in hopes the pants wouldn’t fall.
Afterward, I pulled on his white turtle-neck sweatshirt and helped his arms through the sleeves, pulling it down seconds later.
He then turned and stepped over to the toilet, sitting down.
I stepped over, kneeling down to guide on his socks, and a pair of tennis-shoes that I bought online last night.
Afterward, I caught a temporary hairbrush the hotel gave me and started brushing his hair to rid of the tangles, then let it settle back into its usual place.
I stood then, pulling on his eye patch that I got yesterday.
He gazed up numbly when I pulled out the ribbons and frills so they were even.
I stood full then, bowing slightly. “Alright, master. It’s time for your breakfast now.”
He nodded, standing with me.
We then walked out to the kitchen-area.
“Tell me,” Luca said, “how did you find a one-bedroom hotel room with a kitchen and livingroom? Isn’t this expensive?”
“Indeed,” I said, smirking, “it is.”
“How the hell could you afford this?” Luca demanded.
I just glanced back at him, lashes lowering as my red eyes glowed. “Your mother is Lucifer, master. She had more money than she can handle. She gave lots of it to me to spend on you.”
“Where does she get all the money from?”
I just pressed my finger to my lips. “It’s a secret.”
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