All Chapters of The Witch's Protector: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“You didn’t sleep?” Jacqueline opened her eyes and she seemed to scorch after awakening from her nap.Clayton beamed at her. “Hungry?”Jacqueline got up and sat by the bed to put on her clothes. She checked the meal boxes that Clayton brought and she took a bit of waffle with chocolate topping on it. She seemed to enjoy the meal as she finished the big piece of waffle and licked some remains on her fingers.“Who calls?” Jacqueline sipped her chocolate drink that should have been served in cold but it had been molten.“Your dad!” Clayton answered the phone.“Vlad Lup?” Professor Earl Hügel greeted him from somewhere. “Was my daughter with you?” there was a fretted tone in his voice.Clayton sighed. “Luna is here with me!”Professor Earl Hügel inhaled deeply. “Good!”Clayton put a stare at Jacqueline who went to take a shower. He still waited for another response from that professor.“Talking about the pictures that Luna gave me…” Professor Hügel paused and his breathtaking sounded so h

Sonya was enjoying her morning coffee on the terrace when she saw Clayton’s car parked outside the front gate. She only took a glimpse at Mr. Jackson who hurriedly ran to the gate and opened it for Clayton.She saw Clayton entering the front yard and she just glanced at him a tad. She returned to the book and kept reading the book keenly as the book she was intertwined by the unity of interest in a sophisticated individual realm.She sipped her coffee and heard Clayton’s thudding steps were stopped in front of her. She let one of her legs wrap around the other leg.“Morning Sonya!” Clayton beamed at her and greeted gently.Sonya stopped sipping her coffee but she didn’t take any look at him. She sniffed and lifted her eyebrows.‘Why do I smell a kind of specific hormone that is extracted from a female dog or wolf from Clayton’s body aroma? Is he mating with a female wolf?’ She wiped the tip of her nos

“What do you want to prove, Richard?” Sonya stared at him with her distorted sight. “I know that you are capable of romanticizing any woman that comes into your interest. Then, what? Are you going to leave them while they beg you for more closures with you…. because they crave your intimacies…being triggered romantically and passionately? The winning pleasure of emotional state as being a conqueror perhaps is the primal climax that you’re addicted to.” Sonya sighed.Richard beamed and stirred his tea more calmly. He sipped some and looked at Sonya who kept staring at him. He found some conflicted emotional state that she tried hard to hide from him. ‘She always responded to me although I could find her anxious feeling to avoid me.’ Richard slightly smirked.‘Her feeling of uneasiness triggered anger, curiosity, combined with undiscovered passion, craving for pleasures…Sonya, the more I look into your eyes the more I could see myself within you…’ He stirred his tea and hid his victorio

Richard was standing near the window of his room. The curtain hid his standing position from any distant spot that was possibly visible from the Duvilles’ land. His eyes captured Sonya’s spot where she was standing by the brook.He sighed. His taking breath sounded heavy and he put his eyes on the sculpture under his room’s window. He was rubbing his lips as his eyes were observing the sculpture, every inched detail of her female body silhouette and a gesture that was crafted in a fine palate on the sculpture. Richard believed, under the moonlight showers some strangers could perceive it as a real woman who was standing and playing in the fish pond, but they could impossibly hear her feet sprinkling the water and her giggling voices. One hand of the sculpture was holding her arm while the other arm was sagging downward and holding the stem of a rose in her fingers lightly. She was standing with the crafted details as if the lower part of her dress was swaying under the autumn breezes.

“What’s that, my dear?” Claudia directed her eyes on the medium box that Sonya put on the table, in front the two of them.Sonya deeply inhaled and beamed. She rubbed her forehead. She lost some words in her mind. “I…” She paused and turned her back to the shop’s closed front door.“Yes?” Claudia dilated her pupils as she waited for Sonya’s next sentence.“I want to sell these potteries!” She pushed the box to get it closer to Claudia.Claudia put her glasses on. “What’s this, my dear?” She curved her eyebrows. She halted her two hands in the air as she was not sure what she was going to see from the box. She pushed the glasses up on her nose.Sonya wrapped off the cover of the box and gave a time for Claudia to check inside the box. She was thumping her fingers on the table and biting her lips.Claudia put a glance at her thumping fingers on the table as she boxed out some cups from the box. There were two cups.She inhaled and took one cup. She was rubbing the surface of the cup as