"Panda, are you home?"
Pandora stood still for a moment watching her father's slightly limping gait. Chris seemed both shocked and incredulous at her sudden return. Pandora had expected Aquela to say something about the job she had gotten. The woman was somehow too good at winning her father's trust. But she hoped the strange, strange and mysterious man beside her didn't say anything bad about their entanglement. Pandora took a breath to neutralize her wariness. "I came home because I was missing my handsome father." She stretched out her arms to embrace Chris' body. A handsome man in his prime who passed down his line of perfection to his own daughter. There was no greater desire for Chris than happiness for Pandora. But he was helpless to the heart attack that had weakened some of his abilities. "Are you happy with the job you got, Panda?" A gentle caress landed lightly on the top of Pandora's head. She flashed a faint smile as she sniffed her father's scent fThe bioluminescence of the lights creeping into her room pulled Pandora awake after a few deep frowns. Pandora's senses were fully opened not long after the dimness engulfed the entire room. She shifted in her seat, staring in surprise and wondering who had just opened the door and left. Pandora wouldn't find an answer if she just stood there without looking. Nimble as she was, Pandora pulled back the thick blanket, hurrying quickly across the room to examine the traces of her unexplained departure. She frowned, the image of the strange man instantly invading her mind. It had seen one day since the unilateral agreement had taken place. Pandora had thought it was a good start, that he wouldn't touch her. She was wrong, and will always be wrong if she still thinks that the man who opened the door to her room is a man she doesn't recognize. Especially since, unbeknownst to Pandora, the perpetrator was currently carrying out his actions in the guest room. Pandora's
Pandora pressed against the doorframe with hesitation. For some reason, when she returned from the kitchen and living room, she felt like her room was surrounded by an electric storm—full of tension that Pandora couldn't quite describe. She wanted to call it quits, let alone continue her interrupted sleep. However, the thought of the long journey reminded Pandora to gather energy for tomorrow morning. Pandora let out a small sigh, dismissing the doubts that were raging loudly. Dimness greeted Pandora, and then the most surprising part for her was when the silhouette of a tall and large body standing not far from the foot of the bed was watching her long, sharp, flat object that was getting separated from the cover. The thing Chris had given her. Pandora wouldn't let anyone else touch it. She quickly pressed the switch until the situation was illuminated. "Give me back my sword!" Being forcibly grabbed while simultaneously attaching the cover to the sword like sh
"King, please stop this ...." The mere mention of the name was all Pandora could say, but Kingston would never let go of his prey. He scooped roughly at the nipples that were provoked to harden. Almost the entirety of Pandora's bosom sank into Kingston's mouth, like he was so thirsty. Each grasp of Kingston's fingers gave Pandora excruciating pain. Occasionally Pandora's lips twitched in a small grimace. She remained helpless as Kingston pulled the fabric off her lower body. Especially how the man opened wide her clit showing off the red, tight, and very pretty folds of flesh. It was as if his desires were about to be taken away. Kingston sagged the rest of the fabric on his own body to become fully naked. He massaged the hardening shaft in his grip. His grin was satisfied when Pandora's hesitation in the middle of the obstructed view closed itself with a hip thrust. "I'm going to make yours so blooming." Kingston brushed aside the roughness of her flan
The mirror in front of Pandora reflected a disheveled image of herself. Still a little thankful Pandora didn't find Kingston by the bedside when she woke up in the morning, even though throughout the night the man had wrapped an arm possessively around the flat surface of her stomach to occasionally rub Pandora lightly. Pandora had to weep over her fate for that long before she truly fell asleep, but a strange thing happened for her when Pandora didn't feel any pain in her feminine area. Anna had told her many stories about her intimate experiences. And it was enough to make Pandora grimace when Anna said it hurt for the first time. Pandora was still wondering whether Kingston had really touched her or not. To reconfirm she scratched her head in the mirror, perhaps the pain would be felt just by moving nimbly. But that was not the answer. Pandora still felt that she was the same Pandora. Her smile widened slightly, though it disappeared in an instant when the reflection of
'The end of regret and the beginning of ruin', Pandora's mind kept muttering uneasily during the journey to Bristol. She hadn't told Kingston anything about the full scholarship she was getting in case Bristol was going to be her longest, longest, longest stopover.For the latter Pandora didn't expect to be part of the chaos of her life, as the contract she and Aquela had signed was already enough of an impact, even before the new journey began.Too bad for Pandora. Not once did she lift her tail to pay attention to the man behind the wheel, whose sometimes steady grip of large hands shifting gears to the jolt of strong thighs gave her a thrill when staring out the window.Kingston occasionally stopped the car, but it didn't affect how far they traveled. Making Pandora let out a small sigh as the end of Cambridge City was coming to an end.Cambridge really always reminded Pandora of Chris. Of her father who moments ago gave her a warm embrace and a sweet smile that P
Pandora stared cluelessly around the mansion—a mansion that towered almost in the middle of the forest. She stood beside a tall pillar waiting for Kingston to leave for a few moments and then carried three large plastic bags towards the entrance. Pandora was simply asked not to do anything until the man came back to her. She was silent, completely obeying Kingston's orders without arguing.Almost 15 minutes passed and then a man—a stranger to Pandora—came up to her."Good morning, Miss."The man smiled, and Pandora remembered one name from that night."You're Helios, right?"A nod brought relief to Pandora's chest. She calmed down a bit at least Helios looked much different from Kingston, even that look was so polite."Come, I'll introduce you to some parts of the mansion, Miss."Helios spread his arms to give Pandora room to step up. Slightly confused, Pandora did not understand the meaning of Helios' words, but the man still gave Pandora the same gestur
Pandora was literally pounding from the terrifying sensation and the adrenaline pumping through her veins. Her mind couldn't even think where she would land. At the lowest point, Pandora's back ached as she hit the pool. The sound of rushing water splashing was the sound of a heavy foreign object falling. Pandora wasn't as heavy as she sounded—it was just that one of the facts about Pandora was that she couldn't swim. Her body screeched in loss of control. The situation was completely chaotic as Pandora's position was not conducive to finding a foothold. The pool had a great depth, but no one was there. Just like Kingston who had left the moment after releasing Pandora's small body without once confirming the situation below. The man was confident that his throwing point would drop Pandora at the right coordinates.Even though he was right. However, Pandora's situation there was unimaginable. Time had passed since Kingston had thrown her down, which in turn swallowed up quite a
Once or twice Pandora's moss-green eyes blinked to neutralize the sight that she was not mistaken by the stern face staring down at her. She didn't know what was wrong. The last time an image jerked Pandora's insides was of a wet Kingston, but this time the man was so dry. Kingston's bronze skin was like an arid wasteland with his strong, muscular arms on either side of Pandora's body. She swallowed hard trying to pull herself up. But Kingston wasn't going to make things easy for Pandora. The man pressed the line of Pandora's shoulders against the bed. Keeping Pandora in a tense situation, unable to say. The brief caress on Pandora's skin made her shudder. Those spectral eyes were too dark to scrutinize Pandora's incomprehension. Her body condition hadn't even fully improved, but Kingston seemed to want to skin Pandora mercilessly. Not once did the man take his eyes off of each other's faces. "I—I want to get up." Pandora's small fingers unconsciously touched Kingston's hot and
Time had passed quickly since Kingston left Pandora in the room with Aceli. This morning Pandora had been frantically scrolling through her cell phone to contact Chris to resolve her endless inner conflict. Thankfully, Chris' reply didn't complicate Pandora's feelings, so she didn't have to be too bitter about having refused her own father's visit, which Kingston would have allowed. Pandora would have left Bristol to fulfill her overwhelming desire to meet him. But in reality she could only accompany Aceli in the mansion's side yard. Meanwhile, Aceli was busy with the toys that were scattered around. Pandora was thinking of a conversation about the way Kingston had warned Aceli. Although Aceli was still too young to understand Kingston's words, Pandora knew very well why the man had to say something that was not meant to be said. She was sure that when Kingston was lying weak, he could clearly hear how Aceli had made the heart-piercing request. And Pandora's answer might
The sound of purring spread throughout the room, just like a long, strange, and unusual purr. Even so, Pandora still maintained a closed-eye stare after she was woken up by something too noisy nearby. Pandora admitted that the voice she was trying to recognize was a familiar one after a long time. That was it. The rest she couldn't add any spice to. Her smile was being held back by the excuse of sleep, but she had fully made up her mind to do something about it. Waiting for the right time, at least until the snoring sound was gone. Occasional small movements shook Pandora's position. She knew it was none other than Kingston. The man took a little control, forgetting that all night Aceli had been the master of dimness. In control of the entire bed, Pandora had to keep shifting. Stumbling next to Kingston, the man almost clashed on the edge of the bed and touched Pandora's arm in her long pajamas. "You can go. I'll see you and the others tomorrow morning." The fai
A simple, murderous question, stabbed right through. Pandora half-turned her face away from Aceli, barely able to utter a word to sarcastically quote the pathetic question. She was silent with her tongue in her throat. Thinking of how she could agree to Aceli's request. While Kingston was not at all the man she wanted him to be. Let's just say we're engaged.... Kingston's statement the other day was already forgotten by Pandora. She no longer thought of Kingston as her fiancé since she decided to sell the ring, which she had left in London on the table in Anna's room before going to commit to the job Raymond had offered her. Pandora had left Anna a message, and yeah, the girl had kept the ring for her. "Sister Panda, why the silence?" Aceli's voice was full of disappointment. Describing how the little girl felt so eager for Pandora to give her a sweet answer. But it would be a shock to Pandora if she said yes to Aceli's wishes. "I'm too young to b
"You're so heavy!" Pandora had finished everything. But the difficulty from the start was moving Kingston's body from one place to another. It took all kinds of effort to exert, and right now, Pandora could barely control her balance as Kingston's presence at her side with his arms draped over her shoulders began to weigh her down. Kingston was huge. Tall. Many times Pandora's stature. The top of Pandora's head was only as high as the man's chest; how could she possibly adjust to being choked? Meanwhile, Kingston's lack of strength became a heavy point that Pandora had to deal with. She was getting wobbly. Swaying, but still wanting to hold on to everything she could. Little by little, Pandora clung to Kingston's body tighter. Frowning deeply to balance herself, she saw that the slippery marble was a violent upheaval. Pandora slipped, turning the situation upside down. She was pulled. Overlapping on the surface of Kingston's silent body. "Are you okay, King?"
The door in front of Pandora was open, but she was hesitant to step in. In front of her was a four-poster bed receiving a guest and its true owner. There was nothing wrong when she asked Helios to bring Kingston to a space she could enter at will. A space where she had a lot of freedom to express herself, even though Pandora did not dare to do somersaults now. Kingston was probably silent. Shutting his eyes like a handsome undead. But Pandora was well aware that the man who had been lying down since returning from the forest was in a state between consciousness and unconsciousness. She caught the frown before leading the doctor checking Kingston's condition out of the room. "King ...." After dispelling the various doubts that were scattered in her mind. Pandora ventured to take a step or two closer. Kingston's face was very pale. Surprisingly, the doctor showed an unusual reaction after diagnosing Kingston with the words 'excessive fever'. It seemed that the mid
Kingston was never content to just touch Pandora, who was on her back. He turned Pandora's body upside down. Pulling that tempting ass up into a beautiful pose, he shot his big, still-tense cock into her. "Engh... King!" Pandora felt very full. Kingston pounded her with a regular tempo. The man's fingers did not stay still. Squeezing Pandora's chest to keep it from being thrown in various directions. After all, that adorable body part was Kingston's goal to make him and Pandora stick together. Kingston's hissing and Pandora's long moans were proof of their amazing union, delivering a rush of pleasure. Dopamine sensations were everywhere. Pandora's struggles were no less wild. Both of them were feeling an explosion of passion. Pandora was a young leaf in synergy, while Kingston was a demi-god—certainly having the desire to push each other to satisfaction. Pandora did not lie; Kingston's desire was hard to ignore. She tried a thousand times. Denying that she would
"What you must face is your fear, Pandora. Not the water, which is completely helpless because your weight is so annoying." Kingston's lips were good at giving advice. "I pity the waters." And amazingly adept at making fun when Pandora couldn't even care about anything, other than hoping Kingston would do something soon. At least get Pandora out of the lake. She really couldn't control herself. She wanted to give up and just let the water engulf her. But Kingston wouldn't agree to Pandora's easy death. The second Pandora was sure the water would eat her alive. Kingston deftly pulled her out of the puddle that was rippling because Pandora's movements were so spontaneous. "I threw you to a spot that's not too deep. You can still touch the ground." The restrained tone showed that Kingston was furious. The way he was watching Pandora as she stood there in shock was evident from the slight narrowing of his eyes. While anyone would see, including the horses
"Are we stopping here?" The lake before Pandora lay still. A location where she had no idea Kingston would halt their journey and tie the horses under a tree. Pandora glanced around the forest. There was no one. It was quiet. Deserted. The two were quiet amongst the serenity of the lake. "Get down." Kingston's deep voice said. Soon the wind suddenly picked up. Pandora looked at the man carefully. To her, Kingston extended an arm to be welcomed immediately. There was no way Pandora could refuse. Somewhat hesitantly she dismissed some things about Kingston. As their hands linked together. It was a form of decision to let Kingston come back to her aid. "Where are you going?" asked Pandora after understanding that Kingston's next step would continue until the broad shoulders were completely out of the way. Kingston's deft movements pulled the plain white T-shirt off the man's own body. The tips of his toes were already touching the lip of the lake. At that
Early in the morning the sound of horseshoes stomped loudly, drawing Pandora's attention to peek out from her open balcony. She clung to the guardrail. It was a rare sight—something Pandora almost never thought was happening. Kingston's and Aceli's bodies shook in the midst of horseback riding. The run was fast and steady, as was the clutch of Kingston's arms around Aceli's small body. Meanwhile, both men's legs were tightened tightly on the horse. Kingston's one arm held on to the reins. The man wanted to control the horse, but Kingston seemed to be merely leading Aceli around the yard. Pandora wondered if it wasn't Aceli's first time. A glimpse of Aceli was caught opening her mouth wide, and her voice was faintly heard in the air. It reminded Pandora of the old days, when she was so little, Chris used to take her for the same thing. "Sister Panda!" Aceli's wave was greeted hesitantly. Pandora clenched her fingers quickly as Kingston looked up briefly and then refocu