Chapter 22 - Androkles

“Once was more than enough.” I shuddered, remembering the first time I walked in on them getting frisky.

There are some things I don’t need to or want to know, let alone see. It’s bad enough that I know Dio has a sex life; I never wanted to see it myself. It may not have been worse than catching my father or Eugenius with a lover, but it’s still up there on the gross scale.

“She still hates me because of that. You, she forgave because you’re her soul mate and husband. Also, eww.” I wrinkled my nose, looking at the table, terrified at how many times he’s fucked her on the table.

I have been eating at this table every Sunday since he took over as Lord Zeus. And he married Kallisto that same year. I don’t want to do the math of how many times they could have had sex on this table. Possibly even at the spot where I sit. I felt my stomach churn. I’m not sure the staff here could clean this table enough to eliminate such stains.

“I hope you have this table thoroughly cleaned.” I sighed.