"Brother Mavi, last night, I dreamed about you," said Leoxia as she sat on the living room sofa, dressed in pale yellow shorts and a plain white T-shirt. Her youthful charm, combined with her stunning figure, was far more captivating and alluring than anything on television…
"Oh? What did you dream about?" Mavi maintained a suitable distance from Leoxia. Although something had indeed happened between them, he couldn't afford to be too obvious or reckless.
"I dreamed about you…" Leoxia spoke as she deliberately tilted her head, leaned in closer, and brought her soft, rosy lips near Mavi's ear. "I dreamed that you and I… did something naughty right here on my living room sofa."
As she spoke, Leoxia seized the moment when her mother wasn't paying attention and gave Mavi a quick peck on the cheek. The illicit thrill of it sent a rush of nervous excitement through him. It was like sugar-coated poison—sweet yet dangerously tempting…
"Stop messing around, or I'll have to leave," Mavi said, using himself as leverage. The saying "women and petty people are the hardest to handle" really held true.
"Fine! I won't tease you anymore…" Leoxia clung to Mavi's arm, reluctant to let him leave. Fortunately, she was still just a newly adult girl. No matter how many wild thoughts ran through her mind, she was, after all, only eighteen.
"Dinner's ready! Mavi, Leoxia!" After spending quite some time in the kitchen, the stunning Deputy Prime Minister, Snyeranna, laid out a table full of delicious dishes to welcome Mavi.
At this moment, the formal white suit she had been wearing was replaced with a snug white T-shirt, just like Leoxia's, paired with light blue yoga pants. Her figure left nothing to be desired.
If Leoxia's body could be described as devilishly attractive, then Snyeranna's graceful curves embodied not just allure but also the wisdom and sensuality of a mature woman…
As Mavi took his seat at the table, even though he tried not to stare, his peripheral vision still caught glimpses of the mother and daughter's well-endowed figures beneath their snug white T-shirts.
To make matters worse, just as her mother turned to serve the food, the mischievous Leoxia intentionally leaned forward, pressing her chest against the table. The resulting visual had Mavi coughing uncontrollably… He regretted ever getting involved with her in the first place.
"Mavi, this bottle is a rare vintage from Château Latour, produced in 1967," Snyeranna said as she retrieved a bottle of Latour wine from the wine cabinet. She expertly uncorked it and poured glasses for both herself and Mavi.
"Mom, I want some wine too!" Leoxia's tone was completely different from when she spoke to Mavi. No matter how mischievous she was, she always played the innocent little girl in front of her mother.
Since Leoxia was already of legal drinking age, Snyeranna uncharacteristically allowed her a small indulgence. "Just one glass," she warned.
"Oh… okay!" Leoxia pouted, acting all aggrieved. But as soon as her glass was filled, she downed the entire thing in one gulp.
Her bold drinking style instantly brought a flush to her cheeks, making her look slightly tipsy. Watching her, Mavi truly couldn't comprehend what was going on in this Ukrainian girl's four-dimensional mind…
"Mavi, I hope my daughter didn't embarrass you," Snyeranna said with a smile, shaking her head as she watched Leoxia's antics.
"Not at all, Deputy Prime Minister Snyeranna. Your daughter is quite charming," Mavi replied politely. He then raised his glass for a toast with Snyeranna.
"Cheers."
"Cheers."
The two clinked their glasses and took a sip of the intoxicating Latour wine. As the evening progressed, the atmosphere in the living room grew increasingly lively.
"Mavi, when it's just the two of us, you don't have to be so formal. Just call me by my name," Snyeranna said with a charming smile after drinking two more glasses of wine.
"Alright, Snyeranna…" Mavi understood that this was her way of acknowledging him. Their relationship had now evolved into friendship.
"Good! Cheers!" Snyeranna, her face slightly flushed from the alcohol, clinked glasses with Mavi again. The two continued drinking until both were slightly tipsy, their warm faces gazing at each other from across the table.
"It's getting late… Why don't you stay the night at my place? There's a vacant guest room upstairs," Snyeranna suggested.
Sitting beside her, Leoxia subtly licked her lips, her eyes hazy with intent. It was clear she very much wanted Mavi to stay… and for the night to unfold in a certain way.
Mavi was feeling a little tired himself, so he didn't refuse. After all, staying overnight at the Deputy Prime Minister's house was a rare experience—he couldn't pass up the opportunity.
And so, accompanied by Snyeranna and Leoxia, Mavi made his way up to the second floor of the villa and was shown to a guest room adjacent to Snyeranna's. The room was well-maintained, as it was regularly cleaned by the housekeeper and prepared for visitors.
"Mavi, if you want to take a shower later, there are bathrooms upstairs and downstairs. There are also bathrobes available," Snyeranna said with a hint of care in her voice.
"Got it, Snyeranna," Mavi replied.
Just then, he suddenly noticed Leoxia standing behind Snyeranna. She flashed him a playful, flirtatious wink, as if to say, Wait until my mom falls asleep… then I'll come to your room.
Mavi pretended not to see and kept a straight face. After both Snyeranna and Leoxia returned to their rooms, he grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.
However, as soon as he stepped inside, he spotted two large pink lace bras hanging in plain view. And they were quite generously sized.
Looking at these intimate garments, Mavi didn't do anything perverse like sniffing them. Instead, he went to Snyeranna's door and knocked, intending to remind her about the laundry hanging in the bathroom.
But just as he knocked, he faintly heard a low, vibrating sound coming from inside her room. The buzzing noise abruptly stopped the moment he knocked.
"Is something wrong?" Snyeranna's voice came from inside, sounding slightly flustered, as if she wasn't in a position to come to the door.
"Oh… I just noticed some lingerie hanging in the bathroom, and I was worried it might get wet while I shower," Mavi said tactfully, though he was sure Snyeranna would understand.
About half a minute later, Snyeranna opened her door, her appearance neatly composed again. With a slightly embarrassed expression, she walked into the bathroom and retrieved both her and Leoxia's bras.
(End of Chapter)