Chapter 12 Kissing She had really coveted Kaka’s plump lower lip for a long time…

As a popular figure in the Apennines, Inzaghi had been involved in the love scene for many years, and it wasn't as if no one around him had messed up his relationships with his friends, especially Popovich. He could tell what Rosalia was thinking at a glance, but he said nothing. He hugged Kaka tightly and then let go.

He didn't want to add unnecessary obstacles to the relationship between the two people.

After explaining what happened, Inzaghi, considering tomorrow's training and the game the day after, stood up to see the guests off. Before leaving, as a return gift for the bottle of wine, he smiled and said to Rosalia:

"I've been wanting to meet you for a long time. Kaka keeps mentioning your name in the locker room, saying you're beautiful, capable, and have a good personality. He says he's never seen a girl like you before, and you're like an angel sent by God."

It was an exaggeration, but he wasn't lying. Ever since that night at the club, Kaka had been completely absent-minded during his time outside training. Before the older players in the locker room could get concerned, he'd been glued to his phone again, texting and laughing. So bright was it that even Gattuso couldn't help but lean over to see what he was doing, only to have his hair pulled.

Of course, Gattuso slapped him hard in the face.

Kaka couldn't help but lunge at Inzaghi's words, trying to cover his mouth, only to be swiftly dodged by the Fox in the penalty area. He could only stand there, bewildered, secretly watching Rosalia's reaction, a blush spreading down his neck to the tips of his ears.

Rosalia smiled and did not respond. She just politely said goodbye to Inzaghi and left with Kaka.

Kaka reacted quickly, holding Rosalia tightly with his backhand, interlocking their fingers. While her back was facing away from them, he turned around and winked at Inzaghi to express his gratitude.

Good brothers! Milan is indeed a loving big family!

Night had fallen by then, a soft gray-blue spread across the sky, and a thin layer of mist filled the air.

Rosalia turned on the car lights and looked straight ahead to avoid anything that might suddenly appear on the street. She asked Kaka, who had been silent since getting in the car, "Why aren't you talking?"

Kaka leaned his elbows on the car window, his hands supporting his head, his long eyelashes drooping, covering all the emotions in his eyes. Suddenly, he heard Rosalia's words and realized what was going on.

"No," Kaka first denied and shook his head, then he bit his lower lip and said hesitantly, "Will I still have a chance to visit your parents? I don't mean anything else, it's just that they asked to see me, but I didn't see them because of something, which is not good... I mean..."

The faster he spoke, the lower his head drooped, until it almost reached his chest. He covered his face with his hands, and his voice sounded extremely regretful: "God—can time go back?"

The Samoyed turned into a Samoyed. Seeing Kaka like this, Rosalia couldn't help laughing. When Kaka looked at her with a sad look, she coughed twice and pretended to be serious. She looked exactly the same as when Matthew said he wanted to invite Kaka to his home today.

She moved her arms, signaling him to search her coat pockets: "Help me get something."

Kaka didn't understand what was going on, so he subconsciously reached out and accidentally touched Rosalia's waist.

She gasped, her body shrank suddenly, and her hands tried to hold the steering wheel: "Be careful."

Seeing Rosalia's big move, Kaka was afraid that something might happen, so he quickly retracted his hand, making sure not to touch her again. He looked down at the object in his hand. It was a round black leather box, which looked like a watch.

"Please open it and see if it fits." Rosalia glanced at the passenger seat and urged him, "The package is too heavy. I'll leave it at the hotel and bring it with me next time I visit your house."

Opening the box, there is a Blancpain watch inside. The Léman series has a traditional round case with a black dial. The hands are sharp and atmospheric broadsword-shaped. The overall shape is thin and casual.

Kaka, who also comes from a wealthy Brazilian family—his father is an engineer, his mother is a teacher—is one of Brazil's best players. He could tell at a glance that this watch was expensive, but what was even more precious was Rosalia's thoughtful gesture. She took into account Kaka's athletic background and his casual attire, and this watch was a perfect accessory for everyday wear.

He couldn't wait to try it on his wrist, and even leaned against the car window to look at it carefully under the street light.

Seeing how much he liked it, Rosalia was very happy. No one wants their carefully selected gift to be cherished. She also wears Blancpain's women's collection, so she chose this brand specifically for Kaka.

"I was going to give it to you when we met tonight, but after thinking about it, now is the perfect time. Do you like it?" she asked knowingly.

She had put it in her pocket when she left the house this morning and hadn't taken it out since. She had originally planned to give it to him as a gift to mark their relationship during dinner tonight.

Yes, Rosalia had planned to confess her love to Kaka tonight.

But now that the date is off, it would be nice to use the gift to cheer him up.

Kaka first rolled up his sleeves, hid his watch inside, and sat upright with his left hand on his knee.

"I have a gift for you too, Leah." He looked straight ahead and spoke stutteringly, but his right hand nimbly took out a gift box from his pocket.

Before Rosalia could be surprised at how big the pockets on men's clothes were, she wondered why any size item could fit in them.

Kaka then asked: "Would you like to date me?"

He opened the lid and inside was a necklace and earrings from Van Cleef & Arpels' Christmas Rose series. Kaka had specially chosen the white color to match Rosalia's name.

"scold--"

Rosalia swerved the steering wheel and stopped the car next to a streetlight. The dim light shone through the front windshield.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over to the passenger seat, and smiled slightly: "Put it on for me?"

Her words were questioning, but her actions left no room for questioning. Rosalia pulled back her long hair, revealing her fair, slender neck. She leaned in front of Kaka and tilted her head, waiting for his action.

The sudden fragrance made Kaka's breathing stop, and the fair and delicate skin in front of him made him helpless. Apart from his mother, he had rarely been so close to the opposite sex.

He frantically picked up the necklace from the box and fiddled with it several times, but the clasp didn't work. Kaka clenched his fists tightly, trying to calm himself down and stop acting like a child. After several hints, he finally controlled his trembling fingers and steadily opened the clasp to put it on Rosalia.

There was half a palm's distance between them, and Rosalia stared at him closely the whole time. Although Kaka kept looking down at the necklace and then lowered his eyelids to avoid her gaze, she still kept her gaze on his eyes, nose and lips.

She had really been coveting his chubby lower lip for a long time.

Kaka breathed a sigh of relief when he finally fastened the necklace. When his eyes subconsciously met Rosalia's, an inexplicable feeling rushed up his spine and rushed to the top of his head.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt something warm and wet on his lips.

Slowly, that gentle touch deepened, becoming hotter and hotter. It was unclear who made the first move, but their cheeks moved closer and closer, their noses touching, and their wet kisses came again and again, as if to steal each other's breath.

After a long while, the two separated. Rosalia pinched Kaka's cheek and pulled away. Without waiting for him to catch his breath, she leaned forward and kissed him hard.

But this time Kaka reacted quickly. He was never a docile lamb. He reached out and grabbed Rosalia's neck, not letting her leave. He put his lips on hers, rubbing them gently at first, and then, imitating the way she had just kissed, he slowly moved in.

Rosalia was forced to raise her head, accepting Kaka's passionate yet gentle kiss, feeling his cautious exploration. She was not surprised by his learning ability, but she did not expect him to be so aggressive after removing his disguise.

But she still closed her eyes, reached out and slowly stroked the curls on the back of his head, enjoying the loving kiss.

*

"...We came from far away, we came from far away, just to see Kaka score a goal~"

There were a lot of people in the office today, even a few rare field teams were here. When Rosalia hummed a song and opened the door, almost everyone in the office looked at her, which made her pause and subconsciously check her clothes.

"What's going on? Why are so many people here?" Rosalia, facing everyone's gazes, threw her bag on Goby's desk and leaned over to ask.

"Your suitor sent it today and waited outside the police station for a long time with flowers in his hands."

Following Gobi's finger, Rosalia saw a large bouquet of white roses on her desk. She smiled knowingly, realizing it was a surprise from Kaka. She admired the flowers for a moment before unwrapping them, dividing them into small bunches and distributing them to the colleagues present.

Rosalia hadn't been here long, and her colleagues had been assigned to fixed groups since their arrival, with few changes. Plus, everyone knew she was just here to brush up her resume and would soon be transferred or promoted. For the sake of future work, they didn't try to make things difficult for her, but they also didn't try to curry favor with her either. Everyone got along peacefully, and a smooth transition was all they needed.

"Oh, it's beautiful. I wish you happiness."

"Wow, what beautiful flowers, thank you~"

Rosalia thanked her colleagues for their well wishes and placed the remaining flowers in a ceramic vase she'd found on her last trip. She also liked to place flowers on her desk to cheer herself up and soothe herself from the mundane grind of work. The vase had been there for several days, as she'd been out on business and rarely in the office, leaving it bare. Kaka's flowers were perfectly timed.

“Ding-ling-ling——”

Rosalia had just sat down when the phone on the table rang. She sighed deeply and prayed that it was not a dispute. She really didn't want to mediate between the couple!

"Hello, this is Bianchi." Rosalia's brows furrowed as the other end of the phone spoke. "Okay, okay, I got it. I'll be right there."

The phone call had just ended and she was calling Goby to go out when suddenly the door of the inspector's office was pushed open from the inside, and the glass hit the flowerpot at the door with such force that she could almost see the glass shaking, as if it would shatter on the spot in the next second.

Along with the shaking glass came two loud quarreling voices:

"Who gave the order?"

"What does this have to do with you? You just have to obey orders!"

"This is my office, the people outside are my subordinates, and the case you have in your hands is my case! No matter who it is, don't try to take it away from me, all of it!"

The office was silent for a moment. With the clatter of high heels, an angry, long-haired woman rushed out. Everyone, whose eyes had been glued to the office windows, suddenly sat up straight. Some picked up their phones to make calls, some pulled their deskmates to discuss cases, and two people, about to make coffee in the pantry, bumped into each other.

Rosalia then realized that when she first entered the office today, everyone gathered together not to gossip about her flowers, but because of these two people.

The woman was wearing a suit with a police inspector's shirt underneath. Her work ID card was swaying around her neck, so her name and position couldn't be seen clearly. However, judging from Grayson's attitude just now, the two of them should be at the same level.

She rushed out of the office, not forgetting to fix her hair, not wanting to lose control and make a fool of herself. The woman's eyes were almost spitting fire. She glanced at the people pretending to be serious in the office, and her eyes met Rosalia, who had just stood up at the desk by the window. She subconsciously squinted her eyes to observe, as if she recognized Rosalia, but it seemed that she didn't. The woman curled her lips and gave her a polite smile. Without caring whether Rosalia responded or not, she left without looking back.

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I would like to say hello to everyone with Kamoye, and will try to start updating daily!

P.S. I added some new content and am perfecting the details of the first case. I am about to finish it! I hope to finish it in two or three chapters (lighting a cigarette)

Another chapter will be updated at 10 or 11 tonight~

September 7, 2025