LOGIN“Stop it, King. I still have to finish my exam.”
Pandora’s arm stretched out just enough to push Kingston’s face away from the hollow of her neck. Kingston’s actions only provoked her further, as if he were deliberately teasing Pandora, who was frozen in a surge of burning passion.Pandora was often able to free herself, but after a short while, Kingston would return with his expert, seductive movements. Small bites took turns reaching the corner of her jawbone.Those fingers skilIt was time... a struggle where love and cooperation were the most tangible proofs that brought Pandora to this remarkable point. Her focus was always fixed on one person there; the man on the podium with the right and recognition for his contributions as a donor. Kingston spoke after the rector delivered the opening remarks and address. It was hard to deny that the man stood out the most among the academic community and everyone present. His hair slicked back, neat, added to the impression of admiration. Faint whispers from some of the female graduates kept drifting into Pandora’s ears. She could only manage a faint smile, and probably wouldn’t tell Kingston, even if the man’s business was finished. She wouldn’t tell her husband that the man had become the subject of gossip. A burst of applause ended Kingston’s time on the podium. The spotlight briefly turned toward him. A faint, almost imperceptible smile prompted Pandora to give Kingston a restrained signal. N
“Thank you, Helios.”Finally, Pandora breathed a sigh of relief after the journey home and all the exhausting activities; she had just finished her final fieldwork assignment, but it felt like a grand farewell. Perhaps because Pandora and Anna had agreed to do their internship at Kingston’s company, so all the key staff and employees treated her more like a professional than a student seeking knowledge. Pandora was certain this was due to Kingston’s influence. The man didn’t hesitate to show his sweet side in front of everyone. He didn’t care if rumors spread, as long as Pandora finished her studies well. That was the excuse Kingston often used whenever Pandora tried to limit their closeness when he suddenly showed up at her office.Pandora slowly climbed the top flight of stairs. The first thing she did was enter the room. She had missed her three babies so much—they presented the same familiar scene one after another. Pandora didn’t know whether she should feel resigned at
Pandora didn’t know where to look. At her calm baby being bathed, or at her husband, who was flushed as he rubbed the nearly latherless soap onto Luca’s tiny body. Kingston’s hand movements were fluid, emphasizing just how skilled he was at fulfilling his role as a father. He had, once, been accustomed to bathing Aceli when the little girl was still just a baby. And now he was putting it into practice with their own child, while Pandora… while she waited for Kingston to finish, she watched and learned.“Towel, Sweetie.”Pandora blinked rapidly after snapping herself out of her reverie. She handed the equally tiny towel near Kingston’s hand. He accepted it calmly; dried Luca’s body, then carried their little baby out of the bathroom.“When are you going to let me have a turn?”Taking a seat on the edge of the bed while watching Kingston apply oil to various parts of Luca’s body, including the soft peak of his chest, made Pandora pout slightly. But the distinctive scen
The sound of wailing in the middle of the night was one of the most unexpected things Pandora had ever faced. She blinked briefly, gazing up at the dimly lit ceiling. For a moment, Pandora shifted, moving so carefully as not to wake Aceli in the middle of the bed. Her body was already poised to get up and head toward the bassinet, but a warm, firm grip suddenly stopped her just as she was about to act.“Let me handle this, Pussy cat. You should go back to sleep.”Faintly, the sound of Kingston’s footsteps could be heard as he left the bed. The shadow of his figure continued walking, then stopped at a spot where Pandora’s attention was firmly fixed.Kingston’s movements were fluid as he cradled their tiny baby. The contours of his body were visible as he moved in front of the table. Kingston would likely wait a few moments until the expressed milk stored in a special device filled the bottle completely.“Bring Luca here, King.”However, Pandora felt it was taking
On the day she was allowed to go home, Pandora slowly made her way into the imposing building. She was a little surprised to find Chris already standing there, giving her a warm welcome, and he immediately approached her, his sole focus on the tiny baby and her long sleep. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going to give birth, Panda?” Seeing Chris ask the question with a smile directed at Luca, Pandora immediately shifted her attention straight to Kingston, giving him a signal. What should they say? Honesty was out of the question, because that would make Chris realize just how much Pandora had truly risked her life. “When I was about to give birth, everything happened so suddenly, Dad. So I could only tell you later.” Pandora grimaced after telling half the truth. It was true that Luca had been born suddenly. The contractions came suddenly, and suddenly she had to face a terrifying ordeal that day. Pandora hesitated, studying Chris’s face. Her fat
The hospital room door opened slowly; Kingston was seen bending down to lower Aceli from behind the man’s back. The little girl seemed too lazy to walk, so she needed her uncle’s magical touch to make them look harmonious.“Mommy Panda!”Pandora kept her attention fixed; watching Aceli’s hurried footsteps as she approached. The chair she dragged made a rustling sound, then Aceli’s face appeared after she climbed onto the chair just to support her short frame.“Aceli really misses Mommy Panda.”That adorable smile never changed. Pandora almost laughed at the statement, but she couldn’t lie; a surge of emotion slightly shook her emotional side. Pandora missed Aceli so—so much. She deliberately stretched out her arms to see how the little Kingston girl would react.Aceli was eager to crawl onto the blanket, but her little body was immediately caught. It wasn’t Pandora. Kingston was the only one preventing Aceli from approaching Pandora. Preventing the little girl’s
Pandora's breath caught in her throat as she immediately looked down, not wanting to meet the angry glint in his spectral eyes. She tightened her fingers on Helios, not caring how the man tried to remove the link that was still attached and might provoke a big melee when Kingston, with a sardonic
Kingston's face darkened when he realized the truth. Instead of taking Pandora to the hospital. He threw Pandora's body down a few meters after stepping into the mansion. The golden color mixed with blood traced clearly on the gray-blue cloth pants. A color that showed how Kingston would never fo
"King, what do you want? Why bring me here?" Pandora's tremendous chest thumping highlighted the way Kingston pulled the dangling cloths together. The dressing room, separated only by a red curtain, had trapped the two. The atmosphere was tense. Pandora was even more helpless as she was cor
"Are you sure I'm going to wear a dress like this for tomorrow's event?" Pandora looked at herself in the mirror, taking in her appearance in an embroidered lace dress with sleeves that came up to her elbows. While the chest towards the hips all perfectly traced the curves of her body, espe







