CHAPTER 26: TWO MINIONS

Huan grabbed Alexander’s thighs and buried his face again, sucking his master’s length. He moaned softly as Alexander thrust deeper, cutting off his breath.

Huan unconsciously tightened his grip on Alexander’s thighs, his eyes rolling back. Before he completely lost consciousness, Alexander pushed his head away, pulling himself out. A stream of white liquid dripped from Huan’s lips.

Huan gasped.

Alexander grinned. "Tired already? Poor Huan," he said.

Huan took a deep breath, trying to calm his breathing. His face was still red. "I was just about to sleep, for god’s sake, Master..." he complained.

Alexander laughed. "Ah, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help myself when I saw you coming out of the bathroom."

"That’s why I said I should sleep in my own room," Huan grumbled.

"No, no. That’s not a solution. You can sleep after this. Finish this one, I’m almost done," Alexander said.

Huan sighed.

"Ah!" He groaned again when he felt a tug on his hair. His eyes met Alexander’s sharp gaze.

In the middle of their intimate moment and the peak of pleasure, the door suddenly burst open.

Both of them were shocked.

Roger barged in without knocking.

"Alex! Alex! Nathan and Nael ran away!" he shouted, panic on his face.

Roger froze in the middle of the room. He immediately fell silent. His mouth hung open as he tried to understand the position of the two people in front of him.

There was no other explanation except that they were having an erotic moment. In the morning.

"Oops!" He stood stiffly. He didn’t know whether to panic or be shocked.

Huan managed to steady himself and tried to get up, but Alexander held him back, pulling his pajamas and covering his lower body, enough to hide Huan’s head and manhood.

"What are you doing? Can’t you knock?!" Alexander snapped, annoyed. He had been so close to finishing.

"Sorry, sorry! It’s an emergency! Nathan ran away!" Roger said, now ignoring their situation. The security CCTV had alerted him to Nathan and Nael’s suspicious movement early in the morning, leaving the mansion through the back door and heading toward the lake.

And until now, the two teenagers hadn’t returned.

But Alexander wasn’t surprised at all. "I know. I’ll take care of it."

Roger stared at him. "What? You know? And you’re not doing anything?!"

Alexander told Roger to leave. "Don’t worry. I know where they are."

Huan had told him to check the CCTV, and he knew exactly what he had to do with his two younger siblings.

"Can you leave, please?" Alexander asked.

Roger sighed. He stood there for a moment before deciding to trust his brother. Alexander always knew what to do.

He stared again at Huan’s half-covered body. "Well, enjoy!"

He walked out and closed the door behind him.

***

An hour later.

Alexander was busy with his phone. He let Huan sleep without disturbance. His handsome face looked so calm and adorable that Alexander had to restrain himself from touching him again.

He kept his distance so his beloved aide could rest peacefully.

On his phone, a small dot moved slowly on a map, somewhere in the middle of the city. He had purposely installed a tracker on Nael’s phone. He hoped the boy was with Nathan, because Nathan didn’t use a phone.

He left the room and headed to his office. There, he called Steven and Jack. On the laptop screen, he watched footage of Nathan sneaking out. It seemed the boy had no idea the entire mansion was monitored by CCTV.

A few moments later, Nael was seen following.

Alexander smirked. To him, the two boys looked like minions who were too enthusiastic. Too cute.

They didn’t realize that he would always know where they were.

"Is Louis still monitoring them?" Alexander asked.

Steven nodded. "Yes, as you ordered. He will watch from a distance."

Alexander nodded.

Jack looked confused. "Why not just bring them back instead of watching them like this?"

"Because if I bring them back now, he’ll keep trying to escape. It’ll only cause more trouble later," Alexander replied.

Jack and Steven exchanged glances, waiting for further instructions.

***

In the middle of the city, Nathan stared at Nael, who looked miserable.

"You don’t have any money?" Nathan asked, incredulous.

Nael shook his head. He rarely carried cash even on normal days, and he didn’t bring his card this time.

"You know, you’re completely useless. Why did you follow me?" Nathan snapped.

Nael pouted. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Hah! Look at yourself! You jerk!"

"Don’t be mean to me... I’m hungry now." Nael looked at him pleadingly. He was exhausted and now starving.

Nathan clicked his tongue. "You already used my money for the bus, and now you want me to buy you food?"

"Oh, come on. I’ll pay you back later."

Nathan clicked his tongue again. But he didn’t know why he still used his savings to buy Nael food. Maybe he just wanted to avoid feeling guilty.

They bought sandwiches at a roadside café. "After you eat, call your brother and ask them to pick you up, because I’m not paying for your food again," Nathan said seriously.

Nael was silent. Then he said, "They’re your brothers too... Can we go back together? Please."

"No. Are you really this annoying? You can’t just force people like that!"

Nael looked down and slowly ate his sandwich, his appetite fading. He glanced at Nathan, who sat beside him on a bench outside the café. He was shivering from the cold, but his attention was on his twin. That face looked so much like his, yet Nathan seemed afraid of nothing.

"I don’t know why you hate me. But I really like you. I mean, since you came, everyone has been gathering at the house," Nael said, staring at his sandwich while his thoughts wandered.

Nathan snorted and kept eating, uninterested.

"You may think I have everything, but if I could choose, I would want to be born into an ordinary family. To have parents who love me," Nael continued.

Nathan sneered. "Look at yourself. Could you live without your brother’s money?"

"You know, when you’re used to having money, everything becomes boring."

"Don’t talk like you’re the most miserable person in the world."

Nael fell silent, frowning. "I’m not complaining. But I’m really glad you came. I get to see Roger and Malvin at home more often. They rarely come home. Leo spends most of his time in his room. Lucas... I wish he were the one who stayed away from home," he said, annoyed at Lucas’s behavior.

Nathan chewed his food, his expression still sour. But secretly, he stared at Nael, who was gazing at the street. His face looked so innocent. Come to think of it, the boy wasn’t bad. Since Nathan arrived, he hadn’t caused trouble and wasn’t as spoiled as he expected.

But for some reason, he still couldn’t shake the hatred inside him.