Gigolo Diaries

Lain froze the moment she saw Eros standing next to the window. If anything she hadn’t expected him to be awake.

Eros was about to speak, but the instant Lain came into full view the words got stuck in his throat. His eyes, however, were glued to her.

She was still in her nightwear, a short transparent gown that barely reached her thigh. The upper part of the garment was even worse with a deep V-neck that revealed more skin and cleavage than what any man could resist a second look from.

"Wow," Eros muttered under his breath, breaking the silence that had started to become uncomfortable.

"I didn’t think you’d be awake yet," she said, shaking her head.

"I guess that’s a good thing then," Eros retorted, sporting his usual smirk.

"Whatever." Lain rolled her eyes. She wasn’t that fazed by the fact that he saw her like this. In fact, she was even more thankful that he was awake than anything, but she didn’t show it. "Are you done staring?"

"I don’t think any sane man could ever be done staring at someone as beautiful as you."

Lain rolled her eyes again, but Eros didn’t fail to notice the slight red creeping up to her ears. She then walked closer to him with her arms folded across her chest.

"Since you’re awake I’m sure you can bathe by yourself."

"Of course I–" Eros’ brain paused for a second. If she asked such a question, then it also meant that she had been...

"Don’t tell me you—"

Lain noticed his realization and chuckled. "What? did you expect me to leave your blood-soaked body on the bed?"

Eros wanted to retort at first, but he soon realised that she had made quite a valid point. "Not that. It’s just..." he let out a sigh of defeat in the end.

"Relax, it’s not like I touched you inappropriately or anything. Besides, you’re quite big down there." She winked at him before turning around and walking out of the room, leaving Eros whose stomach recoiled in embarrassment.

"When you’re done, come to the dining and eat something," he heard her shout from beyond the door frame.

In the end, even if Eros felt violated, there was hardly anything he could do about it.

He shook his head and headed to the bathroom.

"Hey." A voice sounded beside him causing him to jerk backwards.

He calmed down when he noticed the little angel beside him.

"Not to be a busybody," she whispered. "But I think she likes you."

Eros didn’t have the strength to discuss his personal affairs with the little thing. He snickered and immediately ignored her.

"Wait, wait a second." She then flew in front of him, stopping his advance.

"What is it?" He asked, starting to get annoyed.

"You haven’t named me yet."

Only then did he remember that it was his responsibility to name her. Before this, he had completely forgotten about that.

Eros rubbed his eyes lazily and said the first name that came to mind. "Leia. That’s okay, right?"

"Leia," she muttered silently, as if analysing the name. Then out of the blue, her eyes widened. "I love it," she said with the same joy of a child who had just found their new favourite toy.

She kept on following Eros, muttering the name so much that his eyes couldn’t help but twitch.

When he got to the bathroom she was about to follow him in when he stood in front of her. "Okay, this is as far as you go."

"But—" Eros didn’t give her time to argue before he slammed the door directly in her face.

Her mouth stood agape for a while, but in the end, she could only turn back.

Eros knew very well that she could phase right through the door. But if she did that then he would have no problem dismissing her.

What followed next was a very long bath that lasted nearly an hour.

When Eros finally got out, he found Leia reading a book on the table. He didn’t bother with her and instead went into the closet to get some clothes.

The entire place was filled with female clothes and in the end, Eros was forced back to wearing nightwear.

Before leaving the room he took another glance at Leia who was still engrossed with her book. A wave of relief wafted over him. At the very least he wouldn’t be dealing with her shenanigans for the time being.

He found Lain soon after he left the room. And sadly, she had changed into something more professional—not that it made her any less beautiful.

She munched quietly on a slice of bread, while also glancing at the clock.

"You going somewhere?" Eros asked, walking closer.

"Yeah, work-related. The kitchen is well stocked, so make yourself at home."

"What time will you be back?"

"Later in the evening, perhaps."

"Okay. Do you have a library?" Although the house felt luxurious, it wasn’t that large. He needed some information so he had to confirm if she had a library first.

"Probably, if you search long enough I’m sure you’ll find it."

"Probably?" Eros raised a brow.

"I don’t come here often, that’s also why there aren’t any maids or anything like that around."

"Ohh." A look of understanding appeared in Eros’ eyes. That would also explain why she could confidently go around with such little amount of clothing.

He only wondered who the people he had seen outside were.

Not long after their interaction. Lain left, leaving Eros all alone in the entire mansion.

Leia was still engrossed in the book, so he didn’t disturb her.

After cooking up something with what he could find in her kitchen, he began his search for the library.

His reason for using the library was rather simple: The date for the disciple exchange program was encroaching, so if he had a chance to learn more about Raven Twilight, he wouldn’t waste such an opportunity. If he opted to go to a local library back in Envadia It would cost a pretty don¹.

And also, there were still some things about his perfect body he needed to confirm.

[1= Incase anyone forgot, don is the currency used alongside Gold, copper and silver.]