All Chapters of His Possession : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

“Hurry up, Panda. Mr. Lee is going to give us a lecture after this!”Pandora hurried to keep up with Anna’s relentless pace. Too late. That single word explained why they couldn’t walk calmly, even though their frantic footsteps had already reached the campus hallway. Stomping hard against the blowing wind—greeting it as gently as a loving caress.Pandora’s gaze was fixed straight ahead, unconcerned that several students were watching them. The crucial point for her was the necessity of entering the classroom before... the coming irony was the inevitable, complete tardiness.Anna’s body froze in front of the classroom. As if truly frozen solid, and when Pandora accidentally touched her shoulder. Another shock became a terrifying specter. Uncontrollable.In that one room, a kind of energy seemed to bind them together. Pandora’s understanding of today’s schedule felt dragged down to its lowest point. She didn’t remember the Dramaturgy course—the class between Mr. Zade

Pandora waited anxiously for Chris to answer the video call. Something might be happening, which made her suspect this was some kind of strange glitch. It wasn’t like Pandora to find herself in a situation where she had to... try a second time, hoping that Chris’s face would appear on her phone screen any moment now—and then her father would flash his most reassuring smile.She’d often gone through this before—sometimes Chris didn’t even take long to respond to anything Pandora said. Now she was suddenly afraid that Kingston might have done something to her father.[Panda....]A little relieved. That’s how Pandora’s feelings could be described. She smiled as she shifted into a more comfortable position on the bed.[How are you, Dad?]This was always the first thing she asked before discussing anything else. Her father would answer with a beaming face, and that was a strength that could never be defeated. Pandora was glad her father was all right.[Are you goi

Gentle strokes seemed to guide Pandora’s consciousness toward the source of the blinding light. She blinked—clearing her vision and the fragments of memory regarding what had last plunged her into that massive impact.Kingston....The name then rang out like a blazing explosion. Pandora was startled. Truly taken aback upon realizing she was with the man who had made her lose her grip on a normal human life. Now she had to face Kingston’s downcast face. He stared deeply without saying a word, his caress still just as gentle.Pandora quickly sat up. She shifted. Afraid to let him touch her.There was a long enough pause to let the silence take over. Pandora felt as if she were drowning, observing the spectrum of his gaze, though the details of Kingston’s appearance did not escape her notice. He was impeccably dressed in a suit—just like a handsome groom. So ready for the wedding, perhaps the bride was already waiting outside.“You were unconscious for quite a while

For the first time, Pandora couldn’t explain the fluttering in her heart or the things she still considered too complicated to grasp. She hadn’t given an answer... she just remained silent—weighing the reality that yesterday’s events were a part of her past that had once caused her great pain. She still expected to be in the dock. Torturing her own ego and feelings. Torturing the embers of her overflowing hatred. Until Kingston acted with a swift gesture, leading Pandora to the dressing room. The man didn’t care about Pandora’s true answer. Even if Pandora were to get angry, perhaps she had already vented her frustration. But half of her desire—indeed—was not to waste the wedding dress she’d tried on back then. Holly and Marina were already there to help her get dressed. She admired herself in the mirror. That reality confirmed Pandora was still caught in the same cycle of circumstances. She couldn’t describe how her heart swelled with emotion when her father greeted her at the

“Stop for a second, King, Mom’s outside.”Pandora pressed her hand against Kingston’s chest, trying not to let out even the slightest moan, which forced her to cover her mouth as Kingston continued to run his fingers over her body.Last time Kingston had done it angrily, but this time the man was exactly like a tyrant—claiming Pandora as his rightful and official possession, as if he could do anything, including slowly creeping downward. Leaving trails of heat, occasionally squeezing Pandora’s chest with a rough grip.“Pandora, open the door for a moment.”Pandora swallowed hard, facing the door. Her outstretched arm reached for the top of Kingston’s head after he had pulled the hem of her dress up to expose her stomach. Pandora wanted to stop part of Kingston’s intimate actions. But impatiently, he snatched her underwear and spread her legs wide. Dropping his lips to kiss the enticing curve of her thigh.“Stop for a moment, King.”Pandora tugged slightly at