Big White''s proud expression turned wary at the sight of the metallic chain in Master Sylvester''s hand. He whimpered, backing away slowly.
His deep blue eyes locked onto the chain, tense and ready to leap and sever it.
Upon seeing this, L stepped in front of Master Sylvester, "Master Sylvester..."
With a smirk and mischievous glint in his eye, Sylvester yfully ruffled L''s hair, "Sweetheart, if you want to take him with us, sometimes we have to be crafty. You have to y the game for real."
...
Eventually, in the backseat of the tour car, Big White sat with his legs bound by chains, looking impatient and sulking.
Driving away, Sylvester nced at Big White in the rearview mirror, his face finally rxing into a smile.
Little beast, daring topete with me for affection.
This is just the beginning.
Mildred Gomez trailed behind, clutching a metal leash in one hand, trying to appease Big White, "Easy there, big fe. I had no choice, you know? Justy off the biting, okay?" Truth was, Mildred was a bit of a chicken. He was scared stiff that the big guy would turn on him in a bad mood.
He really didn''t want to take the fall for anything else.
After all, to think that the once-mighty king of beasts, whomanded awe and respect from all, was now willing to be harnessed and put in the back seat was honestly kind of a downer. L could sense Master Sylvester Gomez''s irritation. She turned her head to steal a nce at his impably chiseled profile and murmured, "Master Sylvester, are you... jealous?"
The smile that had started to form on Master Sylvester Gomez''s face faltered, and he coughed awkwardly, raising a hand in denial, "Jealous? Me? That''s augh."
L bit her lip to suppress a giggle, "But I think you are."
Master Sylvester Gomez shot her a sidelong re and remained in denial, "Cut it out, sweetheart. I''m a sophisticated guy. Would I really be jealous of an animal?" The very idea!
L looked back at Big White, who sat in the backseat with a look of sulking resignation, and softly contested, "Big White isn''t just an animal."
He was her irreceable best friend.
Without a word, Master Sylvester Gomez drove one-handed, his piercing eyes focused on the road ahead, his hands expertly navigating the touring car around obstacles. Clearly peeved.
L sighed in defeat, reached over, and intertwined her fingers with Master Sylvester Gomez''s. She lifted their sped hands to her lips and kissed his gently.
The soft, moist sensation lingered on the back of Master Sylvester Gomez''s hand and rippled through his heart.
"Fine!"
If the littledy insists he''s not an animal, then... for now, he isn''t.
L tilted her head and caught the subtle smile at the corner of Master Sylvester Gomez''s eyes. His grip tightened momentarily, and for a fraction of a second, her gaze dropped to their hands, happiness brimming in her beautiful eyes. She thought to herself, Master Sylvester, you''re really easy to cate.
In the back seat, Mildred Gomez caught the whole exchange and exhaled a weary sigh, exchanging disbelieving looks with Big White.
Talk about a love that was hard to witness!
Mildred needed a breather. He rolled down the window of the back seat, craving some fresh air...
...
The tour vehicle trundled from the wooded area towards the open ins, and before long, the viewing stand came into view.
Women with faint hearts, who had not dared to partake in the adventure, waited upon the stands.
From a distance, the first tour vehicle burst out from the trees.
The rear window was open, and when the women spotted a living, breathing, white lion seated inside, they let out shrieks of astonishment.
"Good heavens, the white lion''s been captured alive!"
"Who did it? They must be pretty tough."
Everyone knew the fierce reputation of that white lion.
Somebody actually had the guts to capture it.
Epic!
Goy Gomez had opted out and was on the stand, waiting. Observing the expression on Mildred Gomez''s face from the back seat, even his typically stony demeanor gave way to shock in that moment. Master Sylvester Gomez didn''t stop; he drove straight out onto the ins.