Deceitful Lottery (MxM)| Y.E.P.1 series, BOOK 1 - 4

17. Chapter - Dirty Talk

The long awaited update is here! I was in a bit of a slump with this chapter. I finished the first few paragraphs weeks ago, but I couldn't get past it for some reason.

Moreover, there was the presidential election here, so I was a bit stressed because of it. I can't believe how stupid some people can be. I'm literally ashamed of the fact I live in this country at the moment. But whatever. Let's not get too deep into such issues. It doesn't belong here.

I hope you'll enjoy the chapter! ^.^

More action will come in the next chapter!

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Sitting behind the table, all four boys were staring at one another, silently chewing on their food. It was some kind of fruit or something like that, being of a color green and white, and it reminded them of apricots and pears, though it had a weird undertone taste they couldn't identify. There was a weird looking grass as well, and although none of them felt like tasting it, they ended up loving it the most from the food that was offered that evening.

"While you were outside, we talked a bit and came up with a thought. What would you say to a trip to the Undersea city tomorrow? We thought it would be a good idea to go together. You will probably enjoy it more with friends by your side, so you could share your thoughts and impressions," Azka started after a minute, smiling at Corey and hoping he wouldn't have anything against the idea. The past few days were hectic, and although they still hadn't caught the offender who bothered Rey, they had a pretty good idea of who it was, and the person didn't pose any threat to them. After all, he couldn't cross the borders of the Royal city.

Stopping his fork full of food just outside his mouth, his eyes grew wide. It took Corey a while to realize what the prince said, and he almost dropped the fork afterwards. He's been locked up in the palace for past few days, and even though he could leave and go to the gardens, it still felt like a prison. Traveling with his friends sounded like the best idea ever at the moment.

"Are you serious?" he asked after he swallowed the food that was still in his mouth, hoping he didn't hear him wrong. He would like to go there with just Patrick alone. Going with all of his friends would, however, be much better. He knew he would love the time there ten times more.

"Of course I am. I would never joke about something like this. I know how much you are looking forward to it; I am not that cruel." Azka frowned, wondering whether he gave the human boy any reason to doubt him like this.

The both of them kept staring at each other for few seconds, one waiting for a response; the other one thinking about what to say. The silence was broken by Adam's excited voice.

"Damn, we're really going somewhere? I wanted to go and explore the surrounding area, but they never let me. Going here was the first time I left the house, and it was just in time too. I was slowly going crazy." He sighed, throwing some more food into his mouth.

The atmosphere changed in that second, and the tension that appeared after Azka's words was gone. Corey thanked god for his friend's carelessness and easy going attitude.

"Do not make it seem as if you were a prisoner. You had every right to go outside the house. Our garden might not be as big as the one here, but it is not the smallest either." A quiet voice sounded through the room, all eyes turning towards the dark haired guy sitting right across Adam.

"You are supposed to be an adult, but all you have showed me in the past few days was just how wrong my assumptions about you were. You act like a little child." He closed his eyes, silently chewing on his food, showing Adam how much he was done with his nonstop complaining.