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Chapter Ten{Davinia}
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The glaring hot sun burns through my shirt and torches my skin. I pull my hat over to my head shielding my face from the scalding sun. Tiana adjusts the face cap on her head as we begin to walk into the ranch cafeteria. A nice setting for the workers to get their meals. Every step I take, the chains on my cowboy boots would cling, notifying people of my arrival.We take our seats on the empty stools. "Principessa del mattino, hai dormito bene? "Barney the ranch chef chimes as he walks out from the kitchen to greet us. I smile brightly at him. Flour and butter decorate his apron and his mustache. Tiana giggle at the sight. "Buongiorno barney, la mia notte è stata buona" I replied sweetly. Tiana salutes at him. He rubs his eyes with his flour coated palm and regrets it immediately. "Shit!" Hurriedly, he tries to rub the flour out of his eyes with his lower hand but fails. Tiana and I burst out laughing and I move to put help him out of his clumsy condition with my white embroidery
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This is bad. This is really bad. "it hurts doesn't it. It's just for a while" I pat princess's head and heard her neigh softly. Smoothing her brown fur with my palms. She caught a cold and has to be isolated before it spreads. Her constant whining and neighing shows her dislike towards the idea. "let's give it five days" I reassure her. She neighs loudly as she takes her head out of my embrace. I pull her back. "okay, four days" She sends me a look that says"seriously?" I shrug. She gruffs and turns away from me whilst swishing my face with her tail as she made her way further into her new stable. "Okay, okay. Three days" She still doesn't look back so I bring out my secret weapon. An apple. I throw the apple over to her. She feigns ignorance and I pretend to leave. After a few seconds I return and catch her chewing the apple. "Ha!, couldn't resist, could you?" My lips can't help but form a smug grin at her. She gruffs angrily at me before she goes further into her stable with the
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"The heat here is affecting their mating process" I got up and collected a napkin from Alex which I used to clean my hand. "Even if they do mate, the would have an hard time giving birth. Get something done here. The heat makes them uncomfortable" Alex jotted down the things I said, nodding in agreement to my suggestion. "it will be fixed" He assures me as we started to walk out of the shed. "Thanks for taking out of your time to check on us" Alex smiles brightly at me and I return with a small smile of mine. "It's not a problem, have a nice day Alex" I bid him smilingly before walking away from the sty. The problems at the ranch this time is minimal and less stressful. I'm glad I was able to find solutions to the pig mating issue. Pork meat is one of our major selling business. There's always a popular demand for our pork meat because we deliver them in their most preserved state. My last stop at the ranch today is the apple plantation. It's been a while since I've visited the
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"Yes," I reply to his previous sentence. My hands tuck into my pockets as I walk past him further into the maze of trees. Every apple looks juicy and are begging to be plucked. Dad would always apple pick with me and allow me to win. Good days.... Roland's footstep follow lightly but steadily behind me. "I heard about the dispute between our men and I would like to apologize on their behalf" I say loud enough for him to hear. He doesn't respond for a few seconds but when I stop to pluck another apple from its branch, it falls to the ground, rolled between my feet. I turn around to see it stop at Roland's feet. He smirks lightly before going down to pick it. He dusts the surface lightly and hands it over to me. "Things like that are bound to happen. You don't need to apologize" his velvety voice goes straight Into the pit of my tummy. I nod slowly. We continue our walk round the plantation, and I immediately regret not taking a basket with me. "should have brought a basket" I mutte
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He shakes his head, ruffling the hair on his head with his hands. "Yeah, it's nothing for you to worry about" he dismisses. I eye him for a while. I know my uncle. He's a man who prefers to carry all the burdens and sorrows alone and would not cry for help until his very last breath. We are the ones who brought him out of that habit but like they say. "Bad habits die hard" I won't get the information I want by pestering him about it so I let him be. It's better I change the topic. "I would love to pass a message to all of Vipera made men" I started, watching his reaction calmly. He looked up and raised an eyebrow at me. I continued "Anyone caught in a brawl or argument with the Russian mafia made men would be dealt with, especially by me" He didn't react much to the news like I, had expect him to. He knows every word I say is true and I'll be sure to follow through. With that, I stand up to leave. "I'll visit mother tomorrow and tell her about the joining" I say before leaving
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"Nervous?" She cocks her right eyebrow at me with a grin on her lips. "It depends Rolan, are you?" "No" I answer. She smiles coyly. "Me neither" she says then she tries to move away but I insist on having her close to my body so I hold her still. "Does my touch bite Mika?" I growl into her ear to see a familiar blush creep up her neck. I never liked girls who blushed profusely at any action but Davinia's blush is innocent and from the look on her face, she hates the fact that she does blush and that makes me want to tease her more. "Or it doesn't. I'd love to see how deep your blush can go. I'm glad to be the one to see you in this state" At this she cocks both right and left brow at me and scoffs like she can't believe how innocent she is and how I'm the one who gets to see her blush. I only said that to get under her skin but with the reaction she gave, something tells me what I said is true and I somewhat feel glad for that. "You must be delusional if you think you're t
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His lemon woody scent overwhelms my being as his coat drapes over my shoulder. So we're having dinner outside. This should be interesting. We continue our walk to the garden in silence with my hand in his. Looking at it, one can tell the contrast. My slim, slender hand in his big large hands. The only similarity is our fingers. I have long thin fingers and he has long thick fingers. My cold hand snuggles in his very warm hand and I love it. The setting of the dinner is coming to view as we get closer but just the side view of a particular person has me stopping in my tracks. My nails dig into my skin. Wait, it's not my skin. "What's the matter" He asks as he tries to figure out what it is that makes me pause abruptly but I give no response. My whole body turns cold and I find it hard to swallow my saliva. Why is she here? Who invited her to dinner? My gaze slowly lifts to meet Roland's hardened gaze. "Did you invite my mother?" I almost can't recognize my voice. My voice is cold a
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Rolan's warm hand tries to hold my hand but I'm content with my nails digging into my own skin. He eventually holds my hand and pulls it to his lap. He moves forward, his lips brushes my skin as he whispers into my ear. "You're frowning, Mika. Everyone is watching. Your lips look so edible in that pout" He teases. A laugh unknowingly breaks out of me and I stop myself immediately but it's too late. Everyone breaks into a fit of laughter. I feel my body get hot. "Relax, Mika" He says before pulling away. I watch him from the corner of my eye. A smirk plays on his lips as he takes his cup of wine and nudges it to Uncle's direction. I can feel mother's hot gaze one but I chose to ignore it. Uncle continues. "We celebrate the engagement between Rolan Niklavo Dimitri, the king of the Russian empire and Davinia Jewels Lucchese, the Queen of the Italian empire. She's all yours Rolan, take good care of her" his voice turns deep at his last sentence. Rolan nods firmly before sipping his win
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