My statements were met with a frown from Caroline, who laughed them off. "Mister Atlas, I am not going to do anything with you," I told him. When I heard it for the first time, I got the impression that my name was something special, and it was a really nice feeling."You may believe me, my name is really cool sounding." I just couldn't stop babbling on and on about nothing. This was something I did rather frequently, and to be more specific, I did it whenever she was in the same room as me."Narcissistic." It made her giggle. She left a pretty negative impression on me. I used to become really irritated whenever even a single person made an attempt to tease me. Having said that, I don't mind being intimidated or teased by her any longer."Do you want me to walk you through my kingdom? Oh, are you referring to our kingdom?" After realizing my error, I gritted my teeth and plastered a grin all over my face."Where are we going from here?" She inquired as she made her way towards the ga

"Caroline, the water is quite chilly. Get up." I heaved a sigh as I sat on the edge of the lake and watched Caroline move her feet through the water of the nearby lake while leaning against a tree. The sky was getting darker. It was not due to the fact that the time had passed, but rather because of the poor weather. And there was no rush on her part to depart from this location. Instead, she was savoring every moment of it on her own.I noticed that she was expressing her dissatisfaction by shaking her head. "It's not even remotely cold outside. But it feels fantastic. You need to come here and carry out these steps." She quickly turned her head to face me and signaled for me to join her by pointing all four of her fingers downward while keeping her palm facing the person who was calling me over. "Get a move on."I wanted I could reject, but I knew that wasn't an option given that Caroline was the one who was insisting that I experience the same amazement that she had been experienci

This forest's oldest tree served as the inspiration for the placement of the cottage. Even though it was built of wood, it appeared to be absolutely solid and long-lasting. The ceiling, which was built of wood, was covered in a number of old stalks and dried leaves. As we proceeded further, I looked back and saw that the door was locked. However, there was nothing that could prevent Caroline from approaching the cabin and scrutinizing it more attentively. I couldn't help but wonder whether she had been affected by something. Girls have traditionally had a more timid nature. In addition to that, it started to rain. "Caroline, the door is no longer open." I answered that it was probably because she was so focused on getting closer to it that she hadn't noticed it. "The door is not locked. Getting really close. We are able to unlock it." It was her insistence. I was aware that we could access it, but I didn't have a particularly positive impression of the prospect. To tell you the truth,

After making a tiny movement, I ran my tongue over her neck, leaving bright crimson signs of possession. She scratched the inside of her lower lip before placing her palm on my chest and feeling the rough surfaces of my skin and muscle. To put it simply, her contributions stoked my passion. I wrapped both of my hands over her breasts and gave her a good, hard squeeze till she let out a loud, satisfied sigh. After he had left, he went back and unchained her jeans, then slipped them off. I inspected every crevice of her body before bending down and putting one of her nipples in my mouth. I began by stroking her nipples with my finger. She let out a hiss as she gathered her breath. A feeling that was both warm and heavy extended across my abdominal region. "You didn't respond me till this point in time." My voice was deep and rumbling. "A-answer to what?" She questioned. "I love you." My fangs dug into the flesh of her neck as we continued to fight. She did a light brushing motion

"It was bad timing." Whining, I pulled myself up and grabbed the drenched jeans and shirt from the wooden floor. Dirt was all apparent on the fabric, yet I had no choice but to wear it. I hopped my legs into the jeans and buttoned the shirt. The cold was biting me. Dang, I would be falling sick soon."Do you know who is it?" Caroline asked."Just cover yourself with it." On the way to the door, I grabbed a thin embroidered quilt from the trunk and threw it at her. She caught it in her hand and wrapped it around her body.Fixing my hairstyle, I trudged to the door and pulled it open, grabbing the doorknob. As expected, it was the head of the servants. He bowed seeing me. In his hand was a bag. "Your Majesty, I am sorry to annoy you. But...""Who told you I am here?" I cut his words off and looked at him, divulging confusion on my face and words."The boatman." He replied politely.I scoffed in incredulity. "How did he see me?" Of course, they had always their eyes on me. But it was not