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I was confused with what that sound was but I decided to ignore it and went back to reading. “Peter is a little boy who decided never to grow up. He lives in a far away Never Land, full of adventures and fun. The children loved to hear stories about him and Peter himself would come flying down and sit on the nursery window sill to hear the stories,” I read carefully. “Peter Pan? It is not that great honestly. If I were to give it a rating, it would be a six out of ten. If you do really want a great story you should try Hansel and Gretel or Rumpelstiltskin.”

This was it for us. “Well, we should try our best to settle in,” Peter said, looking around the spacious living room with clean furniture and carpets. “There should be enough room for all of us to get a little rest before dinner. We’ve got a busy day tomorrow, so we should take all we can get now," he tossed his backpack to the floor and sunk into the nearest reclining chair, pulling the lever to put up his feet. He shrugged off his coat and sets it with his bag, closing his eyes and stretching out as far as he could.

Sighing, I watch as Eren starts the engine. "You guys are so sweet," Peter mumbles, placing his head on my shoulder before falling asleep a few moments later. Once we arrive at the house, Eren carries Peter to his room and throws the knocked-out guy on the bed. I sigh, sitting at the edge of it. Peter sniffs the mattress stupidly. "Finally. My bed. Heaven." He chuckles and smiles like a little kid. I stifle a laugh. I've never seen him drunk before and never thought that he could be this silly. Eren watches him too, shaking his head.

Cooper said as we began setting up the King-sized bed Emberly and I purchased for our playroom. "You know, to keep prying eyes out, I mean. Something tells me your parents would not favor well if they stumbled on all of this gear," Cooper said as he circled and pointed at our crops, cuffs, and other kinky objects hanging from the walls. "Yeah, you've got that right. The Saint Andrew's cross and spanking bench would send mom running away screaming. I'll buy a new doorknob on Monday and change it out." "What time would you like for me to be here tomorrow?" Cooper asked as we connected the last post to the bed.

I asked. “Don’t worry about that there. Just know that I give them shelter. It is hard for them at first but they realize later I did them a favour” ~ Peter finally took me to my room after we were done with the tour. I could say I felt a little secured with all he showed me. I stepped into the room and was impressed. It was big, doesn’t stink and posh compared to my room back in Alpha Damien’s pack. I loved the blue colour he used for the cottons on the window. Blue was my favourite colour so I was ecstatic to see it anywhere.

Lisa whispered in Ethan's ear. "Alright, it's settled then. We'll use the two adjoining rooms originally for Lisa and Neil, and Lisa will move to the master bedroom." "Oh my, what did I do to deserve this?" Lisa chuckled, having clearly benefited from the situation. Peter's servant wasn't great at cooking, but he was quite adept at tidying up and organizing household items. He quickly set up the furniture, especially in the two adjoining rooms with the four beds. The four of us spent quite some time debating over these beds. In the end, Peter and I, being the most difficult to please, settled the matter with a best-of-three rock-paper-scissors match. Neil, who had been watching, was suddenly

A few minutes after, Peter appeared from the bathroom, ready for bed, stripped down to just boxers, water still dripping down his dark hair and hairless broad chest. His stomach was lined with abs of steel. Muscles rippled across every part of his body; with strong arms, bold thighs and calves. The only thing preventing her from seeing how big and scary he was down there were the pink boxers he had on. With just her eyes, she wants to take it down but pink is her favourite colour. What a coincidence?

" Are we going to share a room?” Peter didn't answer me, we continued in silence until we reached our sanctuary. I took a good look at the room while Pyotr took care of tipping the guy. The place was spacious, surrounded by an infinity pool, and the stars shone in the sky, stealing my breath a little. Yes, they were right to call this place a sanctuary, it was quite appropriate. " I'm going to take a shower," Peter said, closing the door and looking around, "I can stay on the couch.”

Still, I take a gulp of mine before setting it on the bookcase next to me. “This is pretty cool.” Peter admires it while he walks around the space. Knox put in so many details when he made this place. He hung up pictures and put curtains on the little windows. There’s a small table with two chairs in one corner and a futon sofa you could lie down into a bed. Peter notices the futon and grabs the bottom. Then he pulls it out and flops down onto it before he gently pats the seat beside him. “Oh no, I didn’t get my cake.” I know better than to go over there with him.

Alice replied with a hoarse voice, typical of someone who is still asleep but forced to respond to someone else's call. "Go to your room for sleep." "Hmm ..." Alice, with her head still spinning from just waking up, completely forgot that Jordi was still in her room. She opened the bedroom door and climbed onto the bed. Let's assume Alice was not very aware at all because her sleepiness was greater than anything else. And finally, Alice and Jordi both fell asleep on Alice's bed, which was only one hundred twenty centimeters by one hundred centimeters. Narrow? Of course it's cramped. But they are comfortable sleeping together, hugging each other.