Kiss and Love

She slowly walked at the sideway of the mansion. Celestina wasn't there. She saw it ride in her car away. Freely she can roam around and no one to be afraid of. She even went out of the gate. Under the tree outside she looked

to find a seat.

"I can't quite see why you agreed to be a guest at this mansion. So, how was being here?"

Zaviah backed away from where she stand. She didn't think that there was anyone on the other side of the tree where she chose to sit.

"Miguel could explain to you," she sparingly answered.

Zaviah doesn't want to explain because she knows she shouldn't be the one to tell why she's there.

"And why don't you let me know the reason."

"I don't like it either. But I have to do this. And you have nothing to do whatever it is."

Both her jaws began to stiffen. She was irritated by the question of the man she didn't know who it was in the Villaverde clan. Has at the right height of five feet and seven inches. White complexion and the hair is brushed up. Pointed nose, divided chin and lips. Has also the type of male appearance that women would run after. In other words a goodlooking guy. Wearing jogger denim pants that is obviously teenager fashion.

"I have no obligation to explain to anyone."

The man stepped closer to her. Zaviah didn't want to show she was weak so she didn't budge. Not even a step back she did. To show her firmness.

"I really like female fighters. I know you're a Mondragon. What I don't know is, your goals are and why you're being nice to Miguel. What is the real score between you and him."

Zaviah couldn't help but stay calm. Though she was with a bit fear and can't move. No reaction and frozen like a statue where she is standing. She didn't even think that the man she was talking to would walked closer to her. It even clung and pulled her waist. And even brought his cheek closer to hers.

"John's toy must be John's toy only. Should no longer be Peter's interest."

She heard it right. The man who was planning to kiss Zaviah on the lips also stopped. Miguel was approaching and his eyes were rolling with anger.

"Right. You did right. That"s how to deal with woman like her from Mondragon."

It was painful words for her and she didn't to hear it. But she clearly heard that she was a toy of John referred to Miguel himself who was talking. So her blood boiled hard. It rises up to her head. She quickly approached the two men who looked like dogs fighting over a disputed bone. Two consecutive slaps landed on the man's right cheek and also to Miguel.

"You're too outrageous to slap my face, lady."

The man was too mad to Zaviah. And it wanted to retaliate with a slap on her face too.

"Give her to me Roderick. I would do to her even more cruel than a slap.'

Miguel grabbed Roderick's hand as quick as he did. For him it is inapproriate to hurt a woman, even if she leads first the slapping.

"Take that woman away from me Miguel."

Roderick is Celestina's son, younger brother. He was a bad fruit. No need to ask which tree he comes from.

"You can't come out of the mansion without me, Zav."

"I am not an imprisoned one that you could put inside the cell."

Miguel left early that day. It made her bored to death alone. Zaviah was impatient. She thought of getting out of the room and taking a walk outside. She didn't noticed that Roderick had been watching her for long since she came out from the room. And followed her when she sat on the Makopa tree.

"Come on. You should just be there in the room. Especially if I'm not here."

Miguel leads her to get inside like a child. Without complaining, she just followed. But behind her there was still Miguel walking even she entered the room where she was been sleeping.

"Remember you are a Mondragon. Everyone here in this mansion may hurt you.

"Ever since you helped me I don't know, how did you became from the Villaverde clan."

"Why did you just ask it now?"

"If you could Miguel, don't answer me a question either too. Tell me. How you became Villaverde."

"I am the youngest brother of Don Facundo who is a close friend of Don Rafael. And the only Villaverde they say is a good man."

"The Villaverdes are bad people. Yeah that's how people of Hacienda Mondragon described your clan. But why is it that decades have passed still Villaverdes were the most powerful of this town. Why do people still vote for your clan?"

A question that Miguel wouldn't want to answer. If he can't explain everything, he'd better just keep it in secret. He will wait for the right time that Zaviah could understand and can overcome what is at the end.

"Like a book you've already judged because of the cover. You didn't read my will first. You knew right away my full content."

Zaviah understood what the young man wanted to convey to her so she stopped speaking. He also remembered what was said to Roderick.

"I'm a toy Miguel as you said. I didn't expect to hear that from you."

"Do you think Roderick would stop you if I didn't defend you that way."

Zaviah smiled raw on how she was been defended. She couldn't believe the style that was used by Miguel.

"You can go out. I don't understand anything. And I don't want to find out about other issues that have nothing to do with aunt Stella's child."

But instead Miguel come out. It went to the door. Eventually turned the door knob to lock. Zaviah's grip tightened on the corner of the bedsheet as she was already sitting on the side of the bed. She tried to be calm and inhaled a lot of air as the man she was scared of stepped closer to her. Miguel bowed down closer to her ear.

"Rancho Villaverde is mine and you're the answer."

That was she completely heard. She swallowed the saliva even though she didn't understand anything. She wanted to know why she was the answer. She also felt the warm palms holding her both main arms. Lightly creeps it down. So she got up from her.

"I don't know what you're saying. You promised a help. I just hope you haven't forgotten."

"Yes a promise is a promise."

Smooth lips touch Zaviah's lips. It is also soft and earnest to the maiden's feeling. She feel the weakness of her earthly body. Eversince Miguel first kissed her, she feels like she is needing it again. Instead she wanted to push away Miguel. But even before she could, the grip of her tightened completely. As long as she just felt like she liked the kisses. She slowly addressed it. And no longer aware of the opening of the zipper of her dress. And let it drop to the floor. What may happen next is no longer beyond her control.

Miguel is a bachelor guy that many of the women passed him in bed. He is not serious since all the women he also with do the same. While Zaviah focused on her dreams. She did not devote time to men on their flying air courtship. Nor does pay attention to men flirted her. But seemed that she became vulnerable in those moments.

That she started to moaned. The sound spontaneously come out of her parted lips. How could she avoid the wild kisses, she wanted it too. Gentle bites on her pouted lips drives her to crazy arousal sensation. And the creeping kiss stopped over her chest hill. It electrified her whole body. Slowly it crawls down to her navel and move where her sweet pearl is located. It is even more so arousing to see the sexiest female body he had ever seen.