Unfortunately no

Morgan lazily glared over the page of her book and considered the brown beverage for a moment “And why in the name of hell would I want anything made by you?”

Ouch. Still as much of an ungrateful brat as ever “If you didn’t wanted it you could had said so”

She gave him a overly sweetly smile that William just knew was filled with hate “Yes, I could have, but it isn’t as fun”

William rolled his eyes and turned back to the kitchen where he left the semen cup next rest of the fresh coffee and took his own cup to his room.

That had been stupid. His grandfather would laugh in his grave if he knew that William had fallen for his now obvious prank. That bastart did always had a sick sense of humor.

He took a sip of his coffee and relaxed at he taste, damn it was good. So good that he almost wanted to take what was left.

He should probably get rid of that semen coffee, just to be safe that no one would find out about this and make fun of him for been dumb enough to fall for it.

He finished his own cup first and then went back to the kitchen.

He opened the door again and saw something that made his toes curl, his face whiten and almost drop the empty cup.

The other cup wasn’t anywhere to be seen.