Chapter 99 The Outcome
"We haven’t collected our points for today’s work yet, so we don’t have anything to cook," Hera stated matter-of-factly.
Xavier’s smile broke, concern evident in his voice as he asked, "No food at all?"
For some inexplicable reason, Hera found Xavier’s expression endearingly cute and couldn’t resist teasing him a bit further.
"Mr. Montague..."
"Brother Xavier."
"What?!" Hera’s response was one of genuine surprise.
Xavier’s demeanor shifted into a more serious one as he reiterated, "I will use one of my three wishes." Amidst the hustle and bustle of others in the background, he closed the distance between himself and Hera. Leaning in, his lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, "I want you to call me Brother Xavier, just as you did at the river yesterday. Or better yet, you just call me Vier." His voice was seductive and low, pulling on Hera’s heartstrings as he slowly withdrew, he gently caressed her left earlobe, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes, before stepping back.
Hera’s heart raced erratically, its beats echoing like a tumultuous drumbeat against the walls of her chest, threatening to break free from the confines of her ribcage.
Hera stood in stunned silence, struggling to process the unexpected turn of events. Amidst her bewilderment, a flurry of butterflies took flight in the pit of her stomach, and a warmth spread across her cheeks as realization dawned.
’So, he did hear me call him Brother Xavier yesterday. He pretended not to notice. And now, he’s teasing me about it?!’
Hera nibbled on her lower lip, her gaze fixed on Xavier’s face. A devilishly enticing grin danced upon his lips, but soon, his expression reverted to its usual lazy demeanor—as if what transpired, what he said, was nothing more than a figment of Hera’s imagination.