All Chapters of Living Donor: The Billionaire's Heir: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Under a clear blue sky dotted with white clouds, an exquisite three story building nestled just beside a massive old tree with its widespread canopy casting down a warm shadow below. The leaves swayed in the light wind, peeking at the huge sign; Elite Kiddies Lounge, a colourful classroom. The preschoolers giggled and hopped around a young teacher who wore a huge bright smile. "Nana…" In the massive classroom, a chubby dark haired boy muttered as his little face crumpled in pain. He doubled over, then crept towards a square table littered with crayons and little easels sitting on it. Small canvases were strewn about. "I want… I want my Nana now…" The little boy clutched his chest. Sweat glistened on his glossy skin reflecting the excruciating pain gathered internally. The blonde haired teacher in a jean and blouse, spotted the little boy twisting on a chair, still clutching his chest. Her smiles fell and crashed. The other children stepped away, wide eyed as the young teacher rose

Getting to a rundown street under the clear blue sky, the scowling Syntia burst through the front door of a ramshackle multi-storey building. Ignoring the greetings of other tenants smoking and going out with their daily lives, Syntia jogged up the railingless staircase, furiously rolling up her knitted sweater. "I don't just get it. Why on earth would these ugly old men go after young girls their granddaughter's age? Why?" She shoved her hand into her leather purse- its rough surface peeling off like the walls of the building. "How many fucking jobs now? Gosh! I'm so pissed right now to the point of running back there to chop off his little dick and shove it up his craggy mouth! Motherfucker!" As though growing impatient, fishing for something as she stood in front of a frail wooden door, Syntia kicked the door hard, it rattled a bit then went still. She uprooted a bunch of rusty keys from her purse, then inserted a key into the lock. With a shaggy click, the door swung open. "Wher

In King's classroom at Elite Kiddies Lounge, colorful balloons filled the large space. The atmosphere reeked of giggles and laughter from the lively kids and their parents. At one corner of the classroom, Hanord followed the lustful eyes of Kelvin as they fixed on a young woman's backside, all the way out the open double doors. "Did you see that girl?" "We're here for father and parents time with their kids, not to haunt for girls!" Hanord muttered through gritted teeth. "Doing some window shopping isn't that bad. I should–" He leaned next to Kelvin's ear, shutting him up. "Look around you, Kelvin, you are in your son's classroom for fuck's sake. Jeez! Control your libido for just a moment." Eyeing Hanord, Kelvin grunted deeply. "Today, no chasing of skirts, yeah? Don't disgrace the little guy." He glanced at little King pouting as though ready to cry any minute. King shared a sad glance with Hanord, his eyes wet and shaky. A little girl wearing pigtails held a plate of cookies

In the cozy room, her moans filled the room as she twitched. When she thought bathing herself in that honey state in front of the public would be the end, it was only but the beginning of her troubles. That mystery man tormenting her mind, was hard to push away. With that view, on a large couch, the soft but smooth muscular figure lifted Syntia's legs above his broad shoulders, then spread them apart. Swallowing hard, she watched him settle between her thighs. "I'm starting to get addicted to pink, Syntia. Fuck!" Syntia's cheeks flushed when he lowered his head, studying her exposed pussy entrance. The hungry grin playing on his lips made her melt into liquid. With great struggles, she tried to put his blurry face together but it seemed like a heavy task each time he tampered with her body. "I don't think we should. We--" "Shh!" Shushing, Syntia's shuddering naked body pinned beneath him, with his finger pressed against her lips, she felt his hand caressing hidden parts of her b

Right outside Diamond mall, thunder rumbled as lightning crackled down, illuminating the tarred road, with rain pattering furiously. At the parking lot, Adam unfastened King from his car seat. The happy little boy skipped as they entered the well lit mall. Shoppers turned and stared lovingly at the cute and adorable little boy gripping Adam's hand as they found their way in. "What flavor would you like to have, King? They have lots here." With a smile, Adam playfully stroked King's chubby cheek. "Hmm…" Little King pinched his chin and tilted his head back slightly, deep in thought. Adam chuckled lightly, noticing the loving eyes on the boy. Everyone stopped and stared at the adorable child laughing ecstatically and doing a happy dance as he gazed at the popsicles displayed in front of them. "I want that… that… that…" King licked his lips. Leaning against a shelf, Adam stood beside the little boy. Then his phone rang. He quickly shoved his hand in his pocket, he froze, staring at