"Wow, it is a beautiful house!" Wanjiku marveled at the compound she was in. This was the first time she had been in an exclusive upper-class property.

The house before her was an imperial two-story mansion, with performance white and rich chocolate brown architectural design.

The lawns and vegetation plantations within the compound were bright and excellently spruced, making the entire compound a magnificent view under a vivifying touch of isolated splendor and luxuriant richness.

"It is the family house." Fernandez said, standing beside Wanjiku, "It now stands for over four decades."

Wanjiku stared around, still in marvel, "It is really beautiful! Everything here is... classy!"

Fernandez smiled, "Thank you." He was now comfortable and felt relaxed in the lady's presence. A few weeks ago, he would have never thought this possible. He never thought the nervousness would end.

Now that they were spending time together, regularly, he completely felt free in her presence. But it still felt unmanageable to tell her what was in his heart; how he strongly felt for her.

It still didn't appear easy to tell how he truly felt toward her, even though they were now closely intimate that it appeared they were in a relationship before the eyes of all, both at the university and the places they frequented for fun and relaxation.

Fernandez didn't understand the inner fear that was holding him back, but he hoped he would be able to fight it and ultimately be free with the lady in anything, thereby telling her the wishes of his heart.

Wanjiku was at the gentleman with a smile as well. Through the interactions she was having with him, both for studying purposes and for fun and relaxation, she now came to feel him. He made her the center of his world, and he was no longer the boy he used to be at the beginning of their interactions. He was not the shy type anymore.

He had matured and become a real gentleman. A man who spoke with her fluently and confidently. This was furthermore what mainly made her feel him- his confidence and poise.

Other than the confidence, she always enjoyed the things they did together and felt proud in his presence. She didn’t miss the rumours that stated the handsome Spaniard had finally found a lover, a simple lover who looked to be beneath him in everything. Hearing this made her more proud that she was the lucky girl that the Spaniard had seen special among all the others.

She could also see Fernandez himself proud and treating her with more attention, care and devotion from the rumours. It was as if he had a manual of how to treat a woman, and it made her ready. Ready to give in a relationship with him. She felt it would go well and be satisfying.

"We can go in," Fernandez informed her lovingly.

"Of course." Wanjiku nodded and they walked together to the front entrance of the house.