Her tiny voice was filled with spite and discontentment, and though Zivon was initially astonished, he couldn’t help but snicker in the end. To think that she really thought that he was being distant… Her mind was… unique, to say the least…
Either way, upon seeing him smile, Xavia came to the conclusion that he only thought of her as an easily controllable toy. Naturally, this made her so angry that she didn’t even want to look at him!
Watching as she began packing up to leave, Zivon quickly pulled her into his arms before asking, “Are you really that mad…?”
Choosing not to give a response, she simply struggled to free herself, though this only caused Zivon to grab her tiny waist even firmly. After a while, he calmly explained, “I wasn’t ignoring your or anything, nor did I change my mind. I simply had my reasons for remaining silent…”
…Reasons? Like hell there were! All men were liars! With that in mind, Xavia continued trying to wriggle free as she retorted, “Bullsh*t.”
In response, he simply hugged her even closer before whispering into her ear in a raspy voice, “Do you believe me now, Xavia…?”
The second he did that, the now blushing woman couldn’t help but freeze in place. It didn’t help that his body felt pleasantly warm, and it was also exuding an aromatic scent exclusive to him…!
Since she was no longer squirming, Zivon took the chance to add, “Tell me… Do you really think I won’t feel anything when I see my girlfriend walking out of the shower?”
…Wait… Instead of ignoring her… He had simply been trying his best to respect her instead…?!
The realization instantly caused her to go even redder than before…! After all, not only had she wronged him, but he was now dangerously close…!
It took her a while, but she eventually managed to whimper, “…U-um… S-sorry…”
Staring at her beautiful face, Zivon simply replied, “There’s no need to apologize… Though from this little misunderstanding, I guess I should no longer restrain myself in the future, right…?”
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