Kimberly POVIt's not possible how come? This is the same man I've been seeing in my dreams. How is it possible that he would be sitting right in front of me? I closed my eyes and opened just to be apparent this wasn't a dream. How can my dream seem surreal? I knew this was one of my cliche dreams and soon I would wake up from it. Why doesn't it feel so?When we had walked in and he had turned to us after which Nora had called out to him, I can't tell if it was the shock of seeing the man that has been tormenting my dream or the fact that the man standing before me wasn't just any god, but a god damn enchanting god. Looking at him now all I could think about was the book on Mon the Greek mystical god of love. He was perfect. From the garland of his head to the sole of his feet.Phew! I was looking at him as he said the words to me. Mate? My heart was hammering in my ribs. So many things were going on through my mind all at o

Kimberly POV“Please” I begged him. Rubbing my body furiously against him. The feeling was becoming more intense and it didn't want to go away instead, it intensified, making me very apprehensive. I was sensitive everywhere. My breast, my skin, my pussy, everywhere.“What do you want?” he said hoarsely.“I want you, please. What are you doing to me? I have never felt like this before”“It’s the bond, Sweetspot. Don't fight it”“What's that supposed to mean?” the fact that I still manage to question him was out of my reach.I never felt this way with Gregory. It's a very big shame. I should feel guilty that I was cheating on him, but, what is scarier is that I don't. I feel this is right like this is my place. Where I have always and is supposed to be.Is it because he said I'm his mate? Is he the one the man was talking about? “What man is that?&rdquo

Kimberly POV“What! Dad, I just resumed back to school why would you want me home that fast?” I queried as I entered my apartment a week later. This last week has been a bustling haze.I can't remember having a good sleep without the handsome devil occupying my thought. Though, I haven't seen him since that day when we left for school.I didn't want to ask Nora about him in order not to look too pesky considering the mentality she had about women around her brother. Something happened that day. I don't know what, but ever since we made out, my body has been unable to go off fire. Everywhere I turned, it was his scent I keep perceiving. It was as if a dormant button has been pressed in my body and every locked off feeling, set free.When I had gone to school the other day and saw my boyfriend...I had felt pity for him and had to tell him I couldn't continue anymore. He was broken and told me how much he loved me and how I had broken his heart.

Kimberly POVI had quickly told Sandy I was leaving even though she had been disappointed. I promised her I would drop by her school quarters when coming back before she had allowed me to go. I wanted to tell her to go with me but for now, I'm still treading with caution around him. I walked into Flamingo square, a rich top class restaurant in the city,  and stood at the entrance looking about the place. Someone appeared close to me. I looked at the lady with her great white tooth smile. “You are here for Mr Leonard?” her easy voice asked. I nodded and she motioned for me to follow her.“He had asked that I show you around the place and make you comfortable when you get here. He just stepped out after receiving a call. He went out? I didn't ask her and just kept a Cherry face as she took me into the huge adobe palace of aesthetics. The hall was very white and covered in white tapestries. The ground was distinct with

Kimberly POVI opened my eyes and winced at the pain I felt from the position I was lying on the bed. I looked around at the vacant bed accompanied by a yawn. I listen to the mild sound I was hearing and realized it was still drizzling outside. I tossed to the side and flipped to my back to look up at the white decked ceiling. My mind was still working to configure everything happening around me. Then it dawned on me making me jump off the bed, my eyes going around the house as I thought about my surrounding which doesn't in any way look like my confined room. Memories of last night started trickling in reminding me that I had come to Nora's house yesterday or rather I had come home with her brother whose room I was presently lying on. I furrowed my brows as the scene from last night replayed in my head and how I've shamelessly come to him like a cheap slut and given myself to him with no iota reservation. What would he be thinking about me now? I lo