"Okay. So I met him a few years back. He was a close friend of Gen's. They had come from the same area, so they were quite fond of each other. Well, we grew close, and he asked me to be his girlfriend, and well, I said yes." Robellia concluded. Maximus raised an eyebrow, "Seems I underestimated the allure of a stableboy. Tell me more. I bet he is a terrible kisser." Robellia punched him on his shoulder the first time, but she just kept slamming him with her fists. Maximus fell over as he chuckled, "Okay, okay. I won't ask anymore. ahh! You've got very strong fists."
Robellia looked down at him with a frustrated expression. "I'm going back to the kitchen," as she was ready to get up, Maximus pulled her to himself. Robellia landed right onto him, her upper body on his. "You look cute when angry, little bunny." Robellia rolled her eyes, "I am very busy, max. If you'll excuse me." Maximus held her tight, not letting her get up. He gently caressed her face, "Honestly speaking, I am quite jealous of this stable boy." Robellia inhaled as he ran his thumb over her lips and gently tapped them. The intensity of his gaze just made things worse.
"Max, I..." he toppled her over as he hovered above her. "Tell me, little bunny," he kissed her forehead. "Do you really love this man?" "Max, you can't just....." he kissed her nose. "Answer the question, little bunny." his voice was husky, his lips right above her own, his gaze never leaving hers. The pressure was getting overwhelming. "I don't but....." he kissed her. Robellia was in a state of shock and didn't know what to do as she stayed still. Maximus broke the kiss, "I'm sorry. I...." Robellia pulled him down, encircling her arms around his neck as she kissed him.
Robellia pulled apart to get some air. When Maximus looked down at her adorable, blushing face, he chuckled, "Little bunny, open your eyes." Robellia shook her head, biting down on her lower lip. Maximus chuckled again."Do you intend never to open your eyes?" Robellia nodded. "That's very disappointing. There is just so much I wanted to show you. and so much we could do with your eyes open," he trailed his fingers down from her cheek all the way to her nape. His gaze lingered there. He looked up at her face. His touch seemed to affect her. he kissed her nape, and Robellia let out a tiny gasp as she opened her eyes, trying to pull back. "Max, we shouldn't."
Maximus grinned, "I'll spare you this once," and got off her. Robellia sat up. "We should take this slow," she said, hugging her knees. "Whatever you please, little bunny. You tell me when I'm going too fast for you." Robellia nodded. "So he taught you how to kiss." "For goodness sake, Max. Yes, he did. Are you happy now?" Robellia responded, rather frustrated by how much Felix was involved in their conversations. "Is there more I should know?" Maximus prompted. "No, there isn't a virgin. not that it concerns you. You know it's not like you stayed put. So tell me, Max, how many women?"
Maximus sighed, "It's not that many, actually. Just fourteen women," he answered confidently. "Fourteen? Fourteen women? How is that even possible? Were you on a bloody battlefield? And here you are pestering me over Felix. Are you serious right now, Max?" Robellia almost went berserk. This man always knew how to perfectly rage-bait her. "Well, in my defense, these women were just flings, and after some major victories, the men would have banquets, and women were involved."
Robellia took in a deep breath," You know what? Fine. I'm perfectly fine with it. Unlike some people, I don't dwell on the past. If you'll excuse me, I've got some work to do." She quickly got up and away from him before he could catch her. "Little bunny, come on." Robellia stood her ground," as I said. I am quite busy and will be so for the next two to three days. saying that she left. Maximus sighed. He knew she was pissed, and this was the bad kind of pissed. Not the cute bunny pissed.
Robellia got back to the kitchen and found Genevieve busy peeling the potatoes. She went over to help her. "Well, look who is back? The head chef didn't even ask for you. Oh my goodness! Is that a bruise on your lip? Don't tell me, you two...." Robellia sighed. "Wait, what happened out there?" Genevieve seemed worried. Robellia began to tell her the entire ordeal. "Honestly, I can't believe this. Getting angry at me for one guy while he fucked around with fourteen women. I am in no mood to talk to this man."