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It is a well-known fact that Khun Pete is one of the Untouchables who holds much power in the household. He has the last say on anything that goes on in the house.
However, amongst the staff and bodyguards, Khun Pete was more adored than he thought. He was idolised by many for his cute boy looks and bright smile, though none of this was ever leaked out or they may have to bear the wrath of the actual boss, Khun Vegas.
His deceivingly soft looks were a large contrast to his actual strength and with each new boy they hired, he gained yet another fan.
“Oh my god, he’s smiling! Ahh, my heart!”
“Shhh.. do you want to be killed by Khun Vegas?”
“Look at how he smiles at everyone? I’m melting. How is he the actual steward of this intimidating house?”
“Get your shit together child. You’ve clearly not seen him angry.”
Nob suddenly spoke behind the gossiping new hires tasked to watch over the grounds.
“P’Nob! Sorry! We were just.. hehehe admiring the steward.”
The smack behind his head was totally called for, and he probably deserved it for admiring the boss’ spouse openly.
“I heard he was the former head bodyguard for the Major house? Is that true?”
“Khun Vegas, must have fallen for him at first sight and immediately courted him.”
Nob rolled his eyes at the young ones and ignored their gossip to continue his real intention to be there in the first place. A much needed smoke break.
“Once your break is over, go continue your duties! You still have trainings to attend later. Don’t be late.”
The boys immediately straightened up at the command of the head bodyguard P’Nob and went straight back to work.
While doing their stretches and warmups, the boys blushed when they see the very trainer walking into the room. It was not their usual trainer, but Khun Pete in the flash.
“Hi everyone! I hope you guys are comfortable, because after this I will need you to change to your formal wear. Today’s lessons will be conducted in formal wear! As you guys know, there will be times you will need to escort us at formal events. We will need you to be combat fit, even when you are dressed in your best suit.” Pete smiled at the recruits.
“Sir… including swimming?”
Pete smiled at the question.
“Of course.”
He took out a rope from his pocket and showed it to the class.
“You need to be able to free yourself underwater from this within 3 minutes. Any later, you will fail the test and have to go through the basics again.”
With that, all smiles seemingly sweet was suddenly not as sweet anymore.
As the new hires groaned, Pete remembered fondly of his own training and of Porsche’s first few days at the major house.
“Okay, you have 5 minutes to change and be back here fully dressed. GO!”
Nob was shaking his head in amusement as he watched Pete conducting the training sessions. If the new recruits thought he was harsh, they have yet to see Pete’s style of teaching. It was always fun to watch these boys go from starry eyed to fear and respect for this soft looking man in front. He recalled his own days back when he was still serving the major house, seeing this soft boy knocking out his peers without breaking a sweat. It was then he knew not to underestimate the smiley country boy with a mean hook.
Nob laughed harder when he watched the gossiping boys groan in pain, dripping wet in their torn suits at the end of their training session with their boyband looking idol.
Still, he knew some of his boys still haboured idolisation for their deceivingly ruthless steward. While Khun Vegas may be intimidating from the start, everyone who worked long enough for the household, knew it was scarier to offend the sweet smiling Steward, Khun Pete.