Kitanna
Chapter 172: TASTE OF THE TROPICAL PUNCH

Chapter 172: TASTE OF THE TROPICAL PUNCH

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THIS SIDE OF PARADISE ~ COYOTE THEORY]

William was startled for a moment when he heard someone’s voice. His expression lightened when he saw it was Chief Cortez, the man didn’t associate himself with what they did for fun so that was fine as long as he explained.

"Chief Cortez, don’t worry; I’m just having fun with her. Are you thirsty? I’ll get the best woman to serve you a drink." He replied, trying to bait Cortez with a tempting offer.

Cortez’s eyes trailed to look at the young girl, whose face was now peppered red because of her drunken state. Her hands held firmly behind her back. Things escalated quickly, he had decided to keep away from Axilla while watching from the side so he asked Kayla to watch over her. He didn’t expect both of them to get drunk.

"Young master..." Axilla muttered, opening her eyes which were feeling heavy a little. She pressed her lips, trying to hold her stance, then she pointed. "You walked past me, why? Hm?" Tears started forming at the side of her eyes while she mumbled.

William noticed how the girl was referring to Chief Cortez as young master. Could it be that they knew each other before now? Or it was just the girl being drunk. When he saw that Cortez was not saying anything, William used his free hand to cover Axilla’s mouth.

"I’m sorry; she’s quite drunk. Let me take her inside." The sly young man tried to lift Axilla up.

"Get your filthy hands off her mouth," Cortez’s voice was hard, almost sounding like he was growling.

William looked beside him to be sure the young master was really talking to him. To be on the safe side, he removed the hand that was covering Axilla’s mouth because the Chief standing in front of him had a serious look on his face.

"Axilla, do you want to go with him?" Cortez asked the girl in a calm voice.

Axilla turned her face properly, looking at the man who was holding her very well as she hadn’t done that earlier. She had been too excited to start a life alone that she didn’t gauge the person she was going to work with. Now for some reason, the man creeped her out, maybe she was being too paranoid. The young girl thought, after all Lady Larel said he was okay.

After taking her time to look at Cortez then at the man holding her, Axilla squinted her eyes.

"I want to go with him!" Her tiny fingers pointed at Cortez, who held his breath when he heard her, but his expression changed to the one of surprise when he saw her finger pointed in his direction.

William was shocked; his grip on the girl loosened. "You mean me? She must be drunk, pointing another direction. Let me take her inside."

"Don’t take another step from there," Cortez warned, closing the distance between them, he dragged Axilla from William.

William stood still in the same position; he hadn’t expected Chief Cortez to show up or even take an interest in the woman he wanted to spend his night with. Clenching his jaw, the young man stepped out of there to get himself drunk, as what he planned did not work.

Cortez continued to walk away from the crowd with Axilla behind him. He stopped when he noticed she was not moving again; he turned to see her sitting on her heels with her head bent down.

"What are you doing?" Cortez asked the girl, feeling annoyed that he had to step up for her when he had decided to allow her to handle things on her own. Minutes passed, and she was still not talking. Did she perhaps fall asleep? Cortez asked himself; he crouched down to her level, moving her hair to the side.

"Axilla?" Cortez called her again; this time, she raised her face, looking directly into his eyes.

"Young master... Is that you, young master? I’m really sorry about that day; I wasn’t avoiding you." Axilla whispered, her hazel eyes glistened with unshed tears.

Cortez tucked the piece of her hair behind her ear. He let out a small smile, so she was feeling guilty about that day. He thought, "Axilla, I forgive you." He replied.

Axilla clapped her hands together, "You do? Great! Please send me back to the palace; I’m scared of this place." She said to him, moving closer to feel the warmth she got from Cortez.

Cortez tilted his head, was that the reason she left the palace, to come apologize to him? This young girl would never cease to amuse him, as she moved closer to him, he noticed her tongue peek out of her mouth to wet her lower lips.

"You smell so nice, young master." Axilla continued talking when she had gotten very close to Cortez.

Cortez watched the girl, rubbing her head on his arm. "We should go inside the room if you don’t want to feel cramps on your leg later." He advised, holding her steady with his weight.

Axilla widened her eyes, holding her hands very close to her chest. "No! I won’t go inside the room with you."

"Why won’t you go inside the room with me?" Cortez pushed, to get answers from the girl.

Axilla hummed, "Mm, you enjoy pleasure from so many women. I don’t want that kind of man." She replied, licking her lips to get a taste of the drink she had before, which was still lingering on her lips.

"Can I get more pineapple and coconut drink, Kayla went to get a refill." She requested, pouting her lips before blowing raspberries.

Cortez narrowed his eyes, pineapple and coconut drink? He thought, then he nodded his head. "Oh, you had a taste of the tropical punch, I see. That’s why you got drunk easily. Sweet but a killer drink." He muttered the last statement, as if talking to himself.

"Very sweet; do you want to have a taste? I still have the flavor on my tongue." Axilla suggested, sucking her tongue to get the taste very well.

Cortez chuckled, "Who knew you would be asking me for a kiss so soon."

Axilla shook her head, "No, no, not a kiss, young master, a taste because it’s on my tongue. Young master, you are a pervert! Why would you want to kiss me?" The young girl started moving back, narrowing her eyes at Cortez, which didn’t look scary at all to her but cute.

Cortez nodded his head, "My bad, not a kiss, let me have a taste then." He moved closer to her, their forehead touching each then their lips.

. . . . .

"Ahh!!" Axilla woke up from her sleep; her body ached so badly, especially her head. Did she hit her head somewhere was that why she was having a bad dream? A dream where she was about to kiss the young master?

"Ahh!!" Axilla shouted again at the thought; she looked around where she was; it was her room. She couldn’t remember how the night ended.

The door opened, and Kayla rushed inside. "Axilla, are you okay?"

"How did I end up here? When did the party end?" Axilla asked standing up from the bed. She still wore the red dress from last night.

"The party? You were drunk, so I brought you back

Axilla nodded her head, when she pressed her lips it felt sore.

’That wasn’t a bad taste. Now I want everything.’

Axilla covered her mouth with her hand, looking around the room, where did that voice come from?

"Kayla did you say something?" She asked the young girl.

Kayla shook her head, "I think you’re having a bad hangover. Let me get you porridge." The young girl stepped out of the room leaving only Axilla who was trying to recollect her thoughts from last night.

"Please let it be a dream, please I didn’t ask young master to get a taste of the drink from my tongue." Axilla prayed earnestly, her heart racing.