<h4>Chapter 66: Don’t order that rubbish</h4>


    Roman paused, then slowly turned back to face her, a puzzled look settling on his face as his brows drew together.


    "What is a dildo?" he asked, genuinely confused, his voiceced with curiosity. "And why would you need it after the massage?" His tone was serious, not a hint of humor in it, as though he were trying to solve a riddle he wasn’t even sure he wanted the answer to.


    "You don’t know what a dildo is?" Tessy asked him, her voiceced with disbelief. She wasn’t sure if he was just ying ignorant or if he was truly clueless, as his expression suggested a genuineck of understanding.


    "Never heard of it," Roman responded, his tone firm but casual, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Tessy couldn’t believe her ears. She stared at him in shock, her mind racing. But the serious look on his face—unwavering andpletely sincere—did nothing to make her doubt that he was being honest.


    "It’s actually nothing serious. Just something I need to y with. If you truly don’t know what it is as you said, it’s better. That way, when it arrives, we will do the unboxing together," Tessy said, growing even more excited.


    When Roman heard her response, he sighed, feeling the weight of the conversation settle on him. Knowing there was no way to continue this strange exchange or expect any rity, he gave up. Without another word, he turned and walked out of the room, his mind already moving on to the next task. As he reached the foot of the stairs, he called out with a firm tone, trying to shift his focus.


    "Trevor," he said, his voice echoing slightly as it reached the hall.


    "Yes, boss," Trevor responded quickly, turning his head to face Roman, his posture straightening in acknowledgment.


    Roman’s frown deepened as he spoke, his voice firm. "Order a professional mobile massage therapist for my wife. It must be a woman," he instructed, his tone carrying a hint of finality. He was still slightly irritated, though he masked it as best he could.


    "Okay, boss," Trevor replied without hesitation, his fingers already reaching for his phone to start the process. But just as he began searching, Roman spoke again, his voice cutting through the air.


    "And order a dildo for her as well," Roman added, his booming voice reverberating throughout the house.


    Trevor’s fingers froze mid-air, the phone screen barely registering in his grasp. His gaze shot up to meet Roman’s, his eyes wide with disbelief. "A dildo?" The question slipped from his lips before he could stop himself, his voiceced with confusion. He blinked several times, as if processing the words he’d just heard, and then nced around, wondering if he had misunderstood the request.


    Trevor wasn’t the only one shocked. Daniel’s eyes widened in surprise, his eyebrows shooting up in disbelief. However, instead of turning to face Roman or voicing his shock, he quickly averted his gaze, looking off in the opposite direction. His fingers moved almost instinctively, his middle finger scratching against his thumb, as if trying to distract himself from the awkward tension in the air. His posture stiffened slightly, clearly trying to process Roman’s unexpected request without making it obvious how ufortable he was.


    Williams’ reaction was the worst. He let out a low, rumblingugh that seemed to echo through the room, full of unrestrained amusement. The sound was rich and deep, almost mocking, and it carried a certain edge to it, as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Hisughter seemed to vibrate in the air, growing louder as he reveled in the absurdity of the moment, leaving no doubt that he found the whole situation utterly hrious.


    "I can’t believe it, Rome. Your instrument no longer working and you didn’t say anything about it?"


    "Sir Williams," Trevor called out in a scolding tone, but Williams onlyughed harder in response, obviously enjoying himself.


    Roman had never been so confused in his entire life. Their reaction only meant one thing: a dildo was something they didn’t expect he would buy for Tessy.


    "What is a dildo?" Roman asked, his attention on Trevor, and Williams’ roaringughter reached his ears, infuriating him even more.


    "Umm..." Trevor hesitated, not knowing how to exin what he was asked, especially not to Roman. He wasn’t surprised the guy didn’t know stuff like that. He had lived a celibate life for a long time, staying away from women and anything that had to do with sex like a gue.


    Instead of exining with words, Trevor quickly searched for what he was asked, got a picture of it, and showed the screen of his phone to Roman.


    "What is this? stic penis?" Roman asked,pletely shocked and angry at what he had just been shown.


    "It’s a sex toy, boss. And not all of them are made out of stic," Trevor exined.


    Roman didn’t even wait to hear the full exnation before he headed back up the stairs, his face dark with indignation.


    "Don’t order that rubbish," he instructed without stopping or turning to look at the person he was talking to.


    Williams’ughter continued even as he watched the guy march up the stairs. The moment he saw Roman’s face while the guy wasing down, he knew something was up. Who knew it would be his turn tough so hard?


    "You shouldn’t beughing at a situation like this, Sir Williams," Trevor scolded, still shooting Williams an unpleased look.


    "Says who?" Williams asked. "As long as it’s Roman, this is the best situation tough at. It’s so funny I can’t even stop. I’m waiting for him toe back down. He’s in trouble today."


    Trevor gave up on their matter and just proceeded to walk away from there. He soon remembered the first instruction, which was to order a female mobile massage therapist.


    But with the way Roman left, he didn’t even know if he should continue with the order or not.


    Another sigh slipped past his lips as he decided to go ahead and ce the order. If eventually the service isn’t needed when they arrive, he would make sure they werepensated for their time.