Women's Backlash Considered Weak

The Gift is So Special

~BAB 17~

“You're all there.”

As soon as he heard Kenard's wish, anyone could see that Xavia's cheeks were blushing now.

Including Kenard himself, but he tried to lower his face so that the bodyguard did not know he was embarrassed.

“Kenard, you know I wouldn't do that. Better just exchange the gift you want, maybe I can give it to you. A watch, a dress, or a shoe maybe? I can buy it even though the price is relatively expensive.” Xavia painstakingly stabilized her heartbeat while saying so her saliva was pushed down her throat.

“Tell me, I won't mind.” Getting nervous.

Kenard's gaze continued to lock Xavia's eyes, the woman trying to remain calm. Breathe in deeply and then exhale slowly.

Seeing the nervousness on Xavia's face, Kenard smirked, still standing waiting for the gift to be sent to his cheek.

“Request cannot be exchanged, Xavia. I don't think there's anything more worthy of a gift than a kiss. I want only one time, promise after that will not repeat again. It's just a formality, you appreciate my work that's it.”

He insisted he did not want to ask for another gift. “Here, please, I'm ready!” he moved his face while pointing at the cheek again.

“Didn't you change your mind? Maybe you'd be interested if I gave you a motor unit? Men usually like that, don't they? How, what's interested? Or maybe a car?”

Kenard was firm on his stance. He nodded in response. “No Xavia.”

Ah, it turned out that he was more likely to have a kiss than the expensive items that Xavia had to offer.

Sweat made Xavia's hands feel cold, both of her hands clenched in confusion, hesitatingly biting her lips, while thinking of not making Kenard afraid.

A few seconds have passed. Kenard waited impatiently, but Xavia did not react to anything making him start to let out a frown.

Xavia's silence seemed to have shown rejection. He is self-conscious, should not ask for more.

“Well if you do not want to obey him, I will not force, no problem,” he said lost his spirit, he thinks it is better to leave in front of the woman, than to continue waiting.

“Wait, Kenard!” prevent Xavia from holding his arm.

His body size was shorter than Kenard's, making him tiptoe to reach the man's cheeks.

The cup!

Glance but very felt.

Kenard instantly froze, his entire body stiffened unable to move, he could not believe this! His eyes were at a loss for words. One kiss from Xavia's lips was able to hypnotize her budding.

The previously dim Netra instantly shone, urging her lips up to form a thin smile arch.

It felt like he would preserve the Xavia kiss marks, not wash them for days, because he did not want to lose the scent left behind.

“You want to obey me, Xavia?” He still can't believe it.

Although it felt that Kenard now wanted to fly to the seventh sky because of how happy he was, even so, he tried to hold back.

His heart was pounding so fast that even Xavia could probably hear him now.

“Thank you, Xavia, this gift is the most memorable gift I've got in my whole life!” pleased sparkling.

“If you hadn't won earlier, I wouldn't have given you a prize like that.”

Kenard's hoe down his throat, he tried to appear calm before Xavia. But when he was about to speak,

Her joy could not be hidden when her words hung the gaze of the woman dominating her.

Xavia could see a clear, happy expression on Kenard's face. Even as happy as the man was, it felt indescribable. His heart is in the flowery.

Xavia realized that throughout his life, Kenard still liked him as much as in his previous life. Not changed at all.

Without Xavia noticing, complacency filled her heart unstoppably. She was deep, perhaps did she also have feelings other than being a brother to this man?

Standing near the swimming pool, the faces of the two were exposed to the sparkle of light from the water. Each other blushed in embarrassment monologuing in their hearts, turning one another's eyes away, not daring to look at each other

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Xavia felt strange, that she who was married could actually feel pounding like a little girl who just felt in love for the first time. As much as he held back this beat, closed his eyes for a moment then opened, as he actually dared to look into the eyes of Kenard Toretto.

He politely said, “It's two o'clock in the morning, you better go get some rest. Because tomorrow there's still a lot of work waiting for you.” After saying so Xavia immediately rushed inside to call the female servant who had been waiting for him from a distance.

From his standing position, Kanard stared at Xavia's increasingly distant back, with a smile he touched the cheek.

The warm and tender feeling that Xavia left behind was still palpable.

Kenard's cheeks flushed red as he recalled the moment when Xavia took pains to tiptoe, then with open eyes meeting his eyes, he smelled it softly, even the scent of his skin still lingering on the cheeks.

Kenard blinked slowly, only to realize that Xavia had disappeared from before him.

A new sense of regret arises. He should have chased after her, clasped his hands and held her back, he could have seized the opportunity.

But, why did he act like a fool who just stood there?

“Stupid basis!” he blames himself. One hand on the waist, while the other held a dimly lit garden light pole.

“I should have prevented him from leaving, asked him to be with me here. The atmosphere is good we can enjoy the night while looking at the stars.” Kenard looked up at the clear night sky without being cloudy

“I should have taken her to sit here alone, not alone like now. Shitty!” hiss upset. There are a lot of words ‘supposed’ but it's a pity it's too late.

He had more feelings for the woman, then did Xavia also have a little taste for her?

“I don't think it's possible.” Kenard shook his head at his own expectations.

But if you don't have feelings for her, why not just reject her?

At the thought of this, a smile again adorned Kenard's brownish lips. While continuing to blame himself, for not pursuing Xavia.

Ten minutes passed, Xavia had already reached her room, releasing the light brown ankle boots, putting them on the closet shelf next to her door.

Looking at the spacious mattress covered in purple sheets as if waving to call out to him. He who felt tired instantly dropped himself to reflect his slender body.

The face down position, with both hands hugging the pillow as supporting her face, she was smiling to herself. Even ignoring the knock on his bedroom door that was knocked on by a servant.

In his mind and memory fully he was recalling Kenard.

Imagining the moments each moment spent with the man, who managed to ruffle his feelings into a jumble.

“Can-can be without objection obey his wishes?” Xavia drowned her own face into the pillow. Shame about himself.

Kenard's gaze was able to hypnotize, so he simply complied. His feelings for her gradually began to change.