I surprised Xender

Leaving the house, I headed towards the quaint little café where I was supposed to meet Agnes for lunch. The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets. It was a beautiful day, and I was looking forward to catching up with Agnes and sharing the latest developments in my life.

Just as I was about to reach the café, my phone buzzed in my bag. I pulled it out and saw that it was a call from Xender's mother, Lady Isabella. I furrowed my brows in surprise. Lady Isabella rarely called me directly, and I wondered what could be so urgent that she needed to speak with me.

"Hello, Lady Isabella," I greeted, answering the call.

"Amelia, dear," her warm voice came through the line. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

I smiled, reassured by her pleasant tone. "Not at all. How can I help you?"

"I was wondering if you could do me a small favor," she began, her words carefully chosen.

"Of course, I'd be happy to help. What do you need?"

Lady Isabella hesitated for a moment, and then her voice took on a more earnest tone. "You see, I'm planning a surprise for Xender, and I could use an extra set of hands. I'm at the mansion, and I was hoping you could come by for a little while."

Surprise? My curiosity piqued, and I couldn't help but be intrigued. Lady Isabella had always been kind and welcoming to me, and the idea of helping her with something special for Xender made me eager to assist.

"Of course, Lady Isabella. I'd be happy to come over and help. Just let me know what time you'd like me to be there."

Her relief was evident in her voice. "Thank you, dear. Please come whenever you're available. I'll be waiting for you."

We exchanged goodbyes, and I quickly changed course, making my way back towards the mansion. The café with Agnes could wait; after all, I was more than willing to lend a hand to make Lady Isabella's surprise for Xender a success.

Arriving at the mansion, I was greeted by the familiar sight of the elegant estate. The grandeur of the surroundings never failed to impress me, and I was grateful for the chance to be a part of Xender's world. I made my way to the front door and was welcomed inside by a smiling maid.

"Amelia, it's so good to see you," the maid greeted warmly. "Lady Isabella is waiting for you in the garden."

I followed the maid's directions, walking through the beautiful halls until I reached the mansion's lush garden. Lady Isabella was there, tending to a collection of colorful flowers with a focused expression. She looked up as I approached, her eyes lighting up with a smile.

"Amelia, dear, I'm so glad you could make it," she said, setting aside her gardening tools.

"It's my pleasure, Lady Isabella," I replied with a smile. "How can I help?"

Lady Isabella explained her plan—a surprise celebration to commemorate a significant milestone for Xender's business. She wanted to decorate the garden and set up a small gathering of close friends and family to celebrate his achievements. My task was to help with the decorations and arrangements, ensuring that everything was perfect for the evening.

As we worked together, Lady Isabella shared stories of Xender's childhood and his journey to success. Her words painted a vivid picture of his determination, hard work, and the constant support she had always provided. It was heartwarming to hear about the bond between mother and son, and it made me appreciate Xender even more.

Hours passed by quickly as we meticulously arranged flowers, set up tables, and added final touches to the garden. Lady Isabella's attention to detail was impressive, and I was grateful to be a part of bringing her vision to life.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm and golden light over the garden, Lady Isabella stepped back and surveyed her handiwork. She turned to me with a satisfied smile.

"Amelia, I can't thank you enough for your help. This means a lot to me, and I know it will mean a lot to Xender as well."

"It was my pleasure, Lady Isabella," I replied, genuinely touched by her gratitude. "I'm glad I could be a part of making this celebration special."

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached, and we turned to see Xender walking towards us. His expression was a mix of curiosity and surprise as he took in the transformed garden.

"Mother, what's all this?" he asked, his gaze moving from the decorations to me.

Lady Isabella's smile grew wider. "It's a surprise, dear. A celebration in honor of your accomplishments."

Xender's eyes met mine, and a mixture of emotions crossed his face. "You didn't have to do all of this."

Lady Isabella chuckled, stepping closer to him and placing a hand on his arm. "I wanted to, Xender. You've worked so hard, and I believe every achievement should be celebrated."

He seemed momentarily speechless, clearly touched by his mother's gesture. "Thank you, Mother. This means a lot to me."

Lady Isabella turned towards me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And none of this would have been possible without Amelia's help. She's been an incredible assistant."

Xender's gaze shifted back to me, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Thank you, Amelia. I appreciate it."

"It was my pleasure," I replied, feeling a warm sense of satisfaction.

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from behind us. "Amelia! There you are!"

I turned to see Agnes approaching with a cheerful grin on her face. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

I greeted her with a hug, feeling grateful for her presence. "Agnes, you won't believe what we've been up to."

Agnes looked around, taking in the decorated garden and the preparations. "Wow, this looks amazing. What's the occasion?"

Xender's mother stepped in to explain, her excitement evident. "We're celebrating Xender's achievements in his business. It's a surprise for him."

Agnes turned to Xender with a playful smile. "Impressive, Xender. You managed to keep this a secret."

Xender shrugged, his lips quirking up in a half-smile. "My mother has her ways."

Agnes glanced between us, her expression teasing. "Well, I guess I should leave you two to enjoy the surprise. I'll catch up with you later, Amelia."

I nodded, watching as Agnes walked away. Lady Isabella turned to me, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "It seems like you have quite the network of friends, Amelia."

I chuckled, feeling a sense of belonging. "Yes, I'm lucky to have them."

I uttered, guessing that Ryan was somewhere around. As the evening continued, we put the finishing touches on the preparations. The garden looked magical, with fairy lights twinkling in the fading daylight and a sense of anticipation in the air. Lady Isabella's dedication and thoughtfulness were evident in every detail, and I couldn't wait to see Xender's reaction when he arrived.

Eventually, the time came for the celebration to begin. Guests started arriving, and the garden filled with laughter, music, and the warmth of companionship. Xender's surprise turned out to be a heartfelt tribute to his journey, with speeches, toasts, and moments of shared joy.

I watched from the sidelines, feeling a deep sense of contentment. Xender was surrounded by the people who cared about him, and his smile never left his face as he interacted with friends, family, and colleagues.

Later in the evening, as the celebration reached its peak, I found myself standing by Xender's side. His hand found mine, and we shared a moment of quiet connection amidst the festivities. Lady Isabella's surprise had been a success, and I was glad to have been a part of making it happen.

As the night continued, Xender and I stole moments to dance under the twinkling lights, lost in each other's company. The music played on, and the atmosphere was charged with happiness and celebration.

Eventually, as the night began to wind down, Xender's mother approached us with a smile.

"I'm so glad you both enjoyed the evening."

"It was wonderful, Lady Isabella," I said sincerely.

Xender nodded in agreement. "Thank you, Mother. You outdid yourself."

She chuckled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I'm glad to hear that. And now, I'll leave you two to enjoy the rest of the night."

As Lady Isabella walked away, Xender turned to me with a playful glint in his eyes. "Care for one more dance?"

I smiled, placing my hand in his. "Absolutely."

We swayed to the music, surrounded by the beauty of the garden and the warmth of each other's presence. The night felt magical, and in that moment, I realized just how fortunate I was to be a part of Xender's world.

As the celebration came to an end, Xender leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "Thank you for being here with me, Amelia."

I met his gaze, my heart swelling with affection. "I wouldn't have missed it for anything."

Before we could say anything else, the sound of a ringing phone interrupted us. Xender pulled away slightly and glanced at his phone, a surprised expression crossing his face.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

He grinned, showing me the screen. "It's my secretary. She's calling."

I raised an eyebrow, amused by the timing. "Is it important?"

He shook his head, his grin growing mischievous. "Not at all."

As the call went to voicemail, Xender turned his attention back to me, his eyes sparkling. "Now, where were we?"

I chuckled, feeling a sense of playfulness in the air. "I believe we were dancing."

"Right," he agreed, pulling me closer once again.

We swayed to the music the world around us fading into the background. The soft strains of the music created a gentle rhythm, guiding our movements as if we were the only two people in the garden.

As the song played on, Xender's gaze held mine, and the intimacy of the moment felt almost surreal. It was as though the rest of the world had disappeared, leaving only the two of us and the unspoken connection we shared.

The music began to slow, transitioning into a more romantic melody. Xender's hand found the small of my back, his touch gentle yet firm, guiding me in a graceful sway. My heart raced in response to his closeness, and I found myself lost in the depth of his eyes.

"Amelia," he whispered, his voice a velvet caress.

"Yes?" I replied, my voice soft and breathless.

He leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from mine. "I've been wanting to do this all evening."

Before I could react, his lips met mine in a kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. It was a kiss that held years of unspoken emotions, a kiss that conveyed the depth of our feelings without needing words.

As we kissed, the world around us seemed to disappear, and it was just the two of us, the intensity of the kiss deepened, sharing a moment of pure connection and vulnerability. The garden, the music, the celebration—all faded into the background as we focused solely on each other.