"Hello," Xavier muttered angry that he approached his sister like some stranger and not her big brother.
Her eyes flashed with realization as her hold on her wineglass tightened, "I should have known your fiancée will sell me out even with her reassuring, I respect your decision phrase,"
Xavier's gaze flickered to Brian's form as he took in his overly gelled hair which made him think of a man striking poses in his briefs every morning. He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table.
Instead, he stretched his arms out to the vain man in front of him, still searching for what his sister saw in him anyway, and with a satisfied smirk watch the awe in his eyes at the gesture.
"I'm the Xavier Salvador. Nice to meet you," Brian met his shake enthusiastically while Melissa watched the exchange with a sardonic smile.
<Xavier walked back to the seat where he had left Maya. She was sitting right at the spot she had been, a grin on her face but he could feel that the air had changed, something had happened with her when he was away and no matter how hard he tried to figure out what it was, nothing came to mind. "Are you okay?" He raised his brow at her as he snagged the glass of champagne she was sipping off her hand and swallowed it in one gulp. "Hey, I was drinking that?" "Hey, I was trying to get your attention." "Ever been told you are so infuriating?" She glared at him but he could still see the amusement dancing in her orbs. "Amongst other things, Yes." "I'm hungry," she mumbled, he tried to stare into her eyes but her gaze darted at everywhere but him.
Maya's eyes fluttered open with a sigh, she couldn't remember getting to her room after going in-depth about her life, something she dreaded to do had come so naturally to her with Xavier. Xavier? He must have been the one to tuck her into bed after cocooning her in his warmth and allowing her to inhale the unique manly scent that made her feel secure, not alone. She raised her brow as she saw a brewing cup of coffee next to her lamplight. He had just stepped out of her room not too long ago she noted. A pink paper caught her eyes, it was underneath the coffee cup. "Hope you slept well and your dreams were as perfect as I look. Because I can't take anything less." She shook her head at his cheekiness, knowing that anything less will make her suspicious it wasn't him despite the familiar Beautiful cursive writing. Sh
"If you weren't Xavier Salvador, who would you have been. What would you have loved to become." Xavier smirked, still eating his pancakes, "Certainly not a chef." She shrugged, "You cook so well but honestly I'm curious. Tell me. If you didn't have Salvador's conglomerate to manage, what would it have been for you?" He paused, then a frown flickered on his face before he replaced it with a smug grin, "Nothing. Mr. Dominic saw to it that my mind was shaped to be CEO and nothing else. I was basketball president, music instructor, and soccer coach," He tilted his head back, watching her intrigued face. "Funny thing is that I hated soccer, thought basketball sucked, and was horrible in singing though good with the instrument. The point was that" He smiled, "He saw to it that I was always a leader. Have this thirst for power, used to people followi
Maya closed her laptop with a sigh, done pretending to herself that a Marathon of Never have I ever, will take her mind off Xavier. It was no use as the replay of what had happened in the kitchen kept making a return in her head, without her own volition. She heard the revving of an engine, making her sigh in relief. Finally, Xavier was gone, she'll be able to leave her room now without the risk of running into him and hearing him try to pacify her with lies. God, her face should as well be uploaded to the word pathetic in the dictionary. Just remembering the pity in his eyes as he had looked at her made her tummy remain in knots. He had looked at her like she would a homeless wet dog. Like he was scared she might just slit her wrist or do something even nastier if she didn't get some kind of cooked-up validation from him. Her tummy rumbled, she checked t
Maya wondered if she was going too far at her charade as her lips quivered, tears gliding down her cheeks while Jessica rubbed her back comfortingly. She raised her head Peeking at him through her lashes, he looked disheveled and completely out of it. Deciding to end his misery and Jessica's, she stood up and then glaring at him, she shook her head, "Now I think you are punished enough for calling me fat, undesirable, and not your type. What do you have to say?" A smile teased Jessica's lips making Maya shocked while at this point Xavier was leaning on a chair, his eyes that of incredulity and wonder not knowing Maya had it in her to pull such a stunt. "I'll give it to you, you have talent but I didn't know when I had seen the signs, you know your Pinocchio telltale but I decided that Xavier deserved to suffer too."  
No, that'll not happen. I won't let Maya be exposed to such Ever." Xavier glared at the man who'd suggested something so outrageous and satisfied with how hard he'd gulped in fear, he tucked his hand into his pocket about walking out when he saw Maya. Her hair was disheveled. She was just waking up from sleep. She was barefooted which explained why they had not heard her come in. "What won't you let me be exposed to?" Her voice was tiny and her eyes wide. Seeing Xavier in such a mood was not really a new sight but knowing he was this riled up because of something that was connected to her, was a whole new foreign land. A land she was scared of exploring and figuring out. So she'd allowed it to remain a patch of just green grass and dirt in her head. "Maya, you are up?" His Rolex shiny watch caught her eyes and then she took in his white shirt, tucked into grey pant
"Stay poised, smile, and joke your way through a sensitive question, your head should be straight and your shoulders poised at all times. Looking away is a sign of weakness avoid it." Laura quickly mumbled as the tech guy announced that the interview was about to commence in five minutes. "Lastly, don't ever be silent, being quiet is an admission of its own. Avoid it." Maya smiled at her even though she felt like screaming and asking her to stop making her even more nervous. Xavier had refused to come to the studio saying that he can't watch insensitive questions being jabbed at her and not be tempted to hit the annoying popular news anchor of everything celebrity, Mr. Sampson on his mouth. The bigger the party, the merrier and that was why they had decided to go on National TV rather than the local reporters who wanted an interview. Consequently, that decision also came with the infamous anchor know
"You did good baby," Xavier whispered, kissing the top of Maya's head. She looked at him, still shocked to see him. The shock she haven't recovered from ever since he burst into the room breathless and noticing she was staring at him, he had given her a heart halting grin and a thumbs up. The rest of the interview had happened with Mr. Sampson, shaking like he was the one being interviewed even though he held the questions. "I'm so glad to see you." She whispered. "Hello, we are here too." Jasmine butted in, smirking. Maya turned to face them all, Mrs. Laura, Melissa, Jessica, and Jasmine. "Thank you all for showing up." "We couldn't possibly let you have all the fun of kicking that anchor's ass on TV," Jasmine smirked while the rest Chuckled. "Quite a nice surprise to see Mr. Sampson being at the receiving end of the glowering, smirking, and ev