Novel & Cerita Xavi Drawing Singer

Xavi wasn’t like James or Tyler—he wasn’t trained for this kind of field work. “How can I sit back and wait while you're out there risking your life?” Xavi ended up going straight to Caitlin and Sebastian to plead his case. “Mr. Vanderbilt, Mrs. Vanderbilt, please let me come!” Sebastian raised a brow. “Didn’t we tell you to stay behind?” “But I want to help! One more person means one more set of hands.” Sebastian stared at him in disbelief as Xavi tried to play cute—literally. With a long sigh, Sebastian muttered, “First Yates, now Xavi. What’s with everyone and the puppy eyes?”

His dressing sense is not that bad, I thought. "Hello, I'm Xavier Knight." He said as his eyes shone with warmth. "Evelyn Williams." I said and shook his hand that he stretched for me, ignoring his eyes that were zoomed in on my face. We made our way towards the table that was reserved for us. "So you sing?" I asked as the silence was eating me alive. "I do," He answered as a pinkish hue appeared on his cheeks. Damn, did he just blush. "So, how was I?" He asked in his deep voice. Now that I noticed, he wasn't bad looking. His features were nice, he was really tall and most importantly, those perfect gorgeous eyes.

I’m getting aroused down there, shivers trailing down my spine, yet my body is warm enough somehow. “Are you warm enough?” he asked, flicking his tongue on my earlobes when I stayed silent, making me gasp once more. Holy fuck! “X!” I whimpered as the song almost reached its end. Xavier made me twirl, catching me back in his arms, and what he did next surprised me and everyone around us. His lips descended upon mine when I landed on his chest.

—Xavier The hall erupted in thunderous applause. Some of the women dabbed at their eyes, while a few men smiled faintly as they glanced at their partners. Liora stood frozen, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. She turned to Xavier, who was now standing beside her, his expression calm. “You… all this time…” Xavier smiled, taking her hand and kissing the back of it in front of everyone. “I recorded you because you’re my inspiration. Every second with you, I want to keep forever.”

It was like he drew all the air around me to himself with his sudden appearance. "Hello," he waved his hands before my face, calling my attention back to reality and away from my subtle worship of his masterpiece. "Yes, yes. I'm sorry," I replied, mindless of what I was saying as I was drawn slowly back to reality. "I'm Xavier," he stretched out his hand towards me with a smile that reached all the way to his eyes. His blue, captivating eyes that were as vast as the ocean and as blue as the sky. I did not know how it happened, I forgot my name! I forgot my name while staring at him. His lips were even more distracting than those eyes that bore into me as he spoke. I was lost.

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

Then he quickly raised his head and looked at her with a smile, "Really?" "I'm not lying. You are the painter I like very much!" After that, she said with embarrassment, "I just didn't know that the painter I liked was actually James's cousin." Xavier was happy at first, but when he heard James's name, his eyes darkened a little. After a long while, he smiled again and said, "It's my honor." "But, thanks for your paintings. You are so generous." It seemed that Xavier didn't want to talk more about the painting. He looked at the rain and said, "I'm afraid that the rain won't stop in a short time."

He can focus on actually playing Oki, not because of some pressure, but because of himself—because of what he wants and what he is willing to do. And I know this is going to work out. Somehow, I'm going to make it work out. Even if it's the last thing I do, I'm going to ensure I do it right. I thought to myself as Xavier decided to play a song. I didn't even realize that he had actually been asking me what song I would like to listen to. But I was so lost in thought I could not answer him. Then he just played anything that came to mind, and I looked in his direction.

She leans close to Vanessa and whispers what is written on the slip. As soon as the timer begins to tick, Vanessa starts drawing on the white board while Xander tries to guess it. “That’s…a parrot?” Xander stares at the contorted drawing of something that looks like a frog in my perspective. “It looks more like a kangaroo to me.” My head turns to Romeo. My jaw is agape while I stare at him. “Is…is that smoke?” Xander begins to wonder, raising his brow curiously at the random waves that Vanessa is drawing.

I said to him with a laugh. He raised a brow up, telling me that he did not really believe me. I laughed and said “Tell me, what did you want to do?” I asked him. He suddenly looked nervous “Actually, I wanted to be an artist, I draw and paint really well, I was actually the best in my school back then and I believed my teachers told me I was going to be really great” he said with a soft smile on his face. I had never seen Xavi look so young before, he was always looking so angry or like he was on the verge of bashing someone’s head in, it was nice to see him like this.