Yandere and beast
1205 Words
Renee was standing quietly in the corner when a teacup suddenly flew toward her head. She reacted quickly and dodged, and the white porcelain teacup hit the wall with a "bang," then fell onto the carpet and shattered into pieces.
"Don't look at me with those disgusting eyes! Get out, you ugly freak!"
Despite the boy being a grown adult, his voice hadn't matured and still sounded clear and childish. Even though his insults were forceful, he had a strangely cute ferocity.
The first time he called her an ugly freak, Renee felt as if she had been hit with a thousand blows. But soon, she realized that from this little prince's mouth, nothing pleasant ever came out. Even the high-ranking princesses and noblewomen were called vile names without hesitation.
Just as Renee dodged the teacup, Brian White grabbed the teapot on the table and threw it at her, followed by a golden lamp, thick hardcover books, and anything else he could lift and throw at her.
He was having another tantrum...
Renee, accustomed to these outbursts, dodged left and right in the large study, as if playing dodgeball with the prince.
After a while, Renee was unscathed, but Brian White's face turned pale, and he was struggling to catch his breath, one hand clutching his chest and the other propped on the table to keep his balance. Though the little prince looked like a damsel in distress, he still glared at her with fierce eyes.
"Why... why haven't you... you left yet?"
Seeing him on the verge of collapse, Renee sighed and spoke gently, as if coaxing a child.
"Alright, alright, I'll leave. I'll call someone else to come in."
If it weren't for escaping Charles's pursuit, she wouldn't bother serving this spoiled brat!
Although she was supposed to be a bodyguard, she was treated more like a maid, constantly being used as a punching bag for his temper.
Spoiled brat! Since you want me to leave, I don't care if you live or die!
Just as Renee turned to leave, Brian White panicked but still arrogantly commanded her to come back.
"Get back here! Help me to the bedroom!"
Used to the prince's unpredictable behavior, Renee walked over and helped him up.
As soon as she touched him, he reacted as if she was something filthy, his eyes full of disdain.
"Hold me properly and don't touch me inappropriately, or I'll chop off your hands!"
Brian White had learned from experience and warned her.
Renee: "..."
Damn! Why don't you get someone else then?
There were plenty of maids at his disposal, but he only ordered her around.
What a weirdo!
After helping Brian White to bed and tucking him in, he calmed down. His previous tantrum had exhausted him, and he soon fell asleep.
As his body relaxed, his pale face regained some color, and his sleeping face looked like a porcelain doll.
Even though Renee was annoyed with him, she couldn't help but soften at the sight of his face.
Brian White had a serious illness as a child, nearly dying from severe pneumonia. Though he survived, he was left with severe aftereffects. Excitement caused him breathing difficulties and chest tightness, and his body was weaker than his peers.
Despite his fragile health, the prince was particularly demanding. He was a recluse and had severe mysophobia, refusing to let maids near him, claiming they smelled and made him nauseous.
So Renee, who had been a background character standing dozens of meters away, was forced into the role of a personal attendant.
She found it odd that he would claim the maids smelled bad despite them using royal perfumes created by top perfumers. She found them pleasantly fragrant.
She concluded that he must have a strange nasal condition that made pleasant smells seem foul, while... well, she didn't smell bad!
Renee thought his beautiful boyish looks matched her aesthetic preferences, so even though Brian White didn't like being stared at, she couldn't help but glance at him when bored.
He was intensely focused on his book earlier and didn't even glance up, so how did he know she was looking at him?
Disgusting eyes?
Alright, she did have some thoughts about him...
Brian White's mysophobia prevented him from letting people touch him unless necessary. He wore gloves daily, covering even the tips of his fingers.
People are like that—the more someone hides, the more curious others become.
To turn the pages, Brian White took off his gloves. Renee couldn't help but stare at his hands.
His fingers were long, white, and smooth, without obvious joints, looking as if they could be squeezed for water. His face seemed soft and smooth too. She wondered if pinching him would make him faint from anger.
No one else was in the study, and with the prince's bad temper, no one dared to intrude. Could she then do whatever she wanted?
After all, he would never know since he was asleep.
Renee felt wronged. She was only fantasizing, not intending to act. But he really threw things, and with such force, he must have really wanted to kill her!
Stupid brat!
Just as Renee was silently cursing, the beautiful boy opened his eyes.
"I knew you were staring at me with those disgusting eyes again!"
Brian White said with certainty as if he had caught her red-handed.
Caught in the act, Renee didn't deny it. She put on a professional smile and gently explained.
"Sorry, Your Highness, you're just too good-looking. I couldn't help myself."
Brian White didn't buy it and sneered.
"Couldn't help it? More like your lovesickness acted up!"
He thought for a moment and then commanded her.
"You must be bored staying in my quarters all the time. Go run an errand for me. Deliver something to Ryan White."
Renee immediately sensed a trap.
Although Ryan White was the second prince, he wasn't very notable, so Renee hadn't heard much about him.
But she couldn't refuse Brian White's orders, so she took the golden box and went.
By now, she was used to seeing golden items and felt nothing.
Who would've thought that this prince's palace had golden bathtubs and toilets?
Brian White, an unpopular prince, had 21 private jets and 7,000 luxury cars.
Reflecting on the world where she inherited billions, she felt like a small landlady compared to these wealthy royals.
She successfully delivered the item, but as she was about to leave, the second prince spoke up.
"I don't think I've seen you before."
He stared at her face, his eyes lecherous.
"I'm a newly appointed guard."
Renee sensed his lecherous vibe but felt safe with her average looks, especially after seeing the many beautiful maids.
"A guard?" Ryan White seemed more interested.
"Come here."
He beckoned her like calling a dog.
Though unwilling, Renee had no choice but to obey.
The prince wasn't bad-looking, even handsome, thanks to the beautiful queens and princesses, but he was oily.
Despite her plain looks, his lecherous gaze made her uneasy.
As she reassured herself that this public setting meant he wouldn't act inappropriately, Ryan White started to undo his belt and lower his zipper.
"Kneel down and open your mouth."
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