Axel had already found the stash that was in Armand’s room when he had searched it the other day. He lightly knocked on the door to the others room.
“Non. Please don’t lock me in my room. I don’t like the idea of being locked up. Why do you think I avoided rehab?” he groaned. “I’m sure a firm hand will be enough,” he sighed, following the vampire.
He took the coffee gratefully. “I… think it’s worth a try.”
“Fine I will not lock you in your room, but I will spank you the next time you throw a tantrum or push me too far, are we clear?” He asked Armand as he sipped his cup of coffee and moved out of the kitchen and into his study where he grabbed a small box of smokes. “This is to last you till next week.” HE told him giving him the box, there were only ten in there but he was sure he could manage.
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