World After Worlds
Chapter 372: § ANOTHER SURPRISE §

Chapter 372: § ANOTHER SURPRISE §

Chapter 119

Lyndon and Tiana were both absent for the rest of the week; Yanarym and Kraig haven’t talked to each other.

Although they weren’t conversing, Kraig never failed on tailing and keeping an eye on her all the time. The cold war between them remained unresolved, Kraig tried to cognize her but he couldn’t understand her at all. She had to leave to protect him? That was the worst nonsense thing he had ever heard.

He was mad but also he was worried that she would suddenly leave him. He was relieved though that Lyndon was too occupied at the town hall to steal away his girlfriend.

Kraig presumed he could put revenge out of his mind, but it turned out that if he wanted Yanarym solely, he had to bring Lyndon down. More importantly, Yanarym would only feel relieved if Lyndon was no longer a threat between them.

Yanarym saw Kraig stride to the left, leaving her alone. It seemed like he was finally complacent with stalking her up to this point.

She looked at the door in front of her. It was her mother’s office, she was summoned here before dismissal. Kraig walked her here before leaving for his next engagement. Yanarym was cognizant that he had decided to do he proceed on doing his revenge on Lyndon.

She hoped the two to reconcile---but that won’t be happening---at least, in this lifetime.

She peered at the knob before twisting it open, the witchcraft stuff was tidied to the shelves and the books were piled up on the table. However, instead of her mother, Yanarym saw Lyndon sitting on the chair. He was frozen in a strict and austere pose, his elbow on the desk, forehead resting on his palm, and his right hand was poised to turn pages of the thick book. His expression was glum, thick eyebrows were creased, and his luscious lips were formed into a thin line. He was keenly concentrated on reading the book that he had not noticed her enter the office.

"Lyndon?" She called his name and he lifted his eyes to look at her. "Where’s Mother?" A smile promptly plastered on his countenance as his expression softened.

Yanarym could see him wagging his invisible tail, and dropping his puppy ears. "Yam!"

"How are you here? Are you the one who called for me?"

"Yes, Professor Lena was on a board meeting with my father and the other professors." He answered and looked at the book again before closing it. "How was school? I was out for a week. Did you take notes for me?" He stood up and walked towards her and grabbed her waist to pull her to him. "I miss you, Yam."

Closing his eyes, he kissed her lips. Five days without her, he was like a walking dead. With her, it’s like flying in the clouds. "Did you miss me?" He whispered to her lips as he gaped at her eyes, dazzled like a drunk because of him. His smile widened and tucked her hair behind her ears. He missed this sight.

Yanarym looked upon him as he held her chin upwards. "Aren’t you tired? I heard that it was chaotic out there." Yanarym asked and clung her arm to his neck. He grinned at her, she didn’t answer back... his question.

Lyndon grinned at his silliness, these days, he was anxious not seeing her and letting her unrestricted within Kraig’s vicinity yet he trusted her too. He knew she wouldn’t do anything to betray him. In addition to that, he sent someone to keep an eye on Kraig for the past few days and found out that Yanarym wasn’t talking to Kraig.

He never cared about anything except for her, overthinking was always the case if she was involved. And it was palpable that even her response mattered to him, he wanted to laugh at himself. How much, how deep, could he love this woman? ’Love...’ he smiled, that’s right, he loves her.

"I’m fine, did I make you worried? Did you miss me?" He asked tenderly and repeatedly pecked her lips. "You missed me, right?" He asked again and peered at his eyes.

"Yes." She nodded and pecked at his lips, "A lot, aren’t you?" He smiled and held her body uplifted on the ground... she shrieked in surprise and embraced him tightly. Lyndon leaned her back against the wall.

’They really like this position. These days she was always pinned in the wall.’

"You have no idea how much I did." Before she could comprehend things, Lyndon suddenly attacked her mouth, without even waiting for her permission. He nailed her and mashed their body close, feeling her softness. He fondled her legs and stroked her skin to her stomach because she was wearing a flowy dress, her skin was easily accessed and exposed.

"L-lyndon, you c-can’t... not here." She broke free from the kiss and caught his hand.

He panted and looked at her eyes, he felt lost, he was sure that before he entered this office his resolve was only to tease her. But it seems to backfire at him. He couldn’t hold his hunger at all. He tilted his head and locked his mouth to hers. He intertwined their free hand while he was holding her body with another arm.

She moaned between their kisses, "A-aw." He stopped kissing her after he exceeded the force from biting her lips and it bled... "I told you not here." She whimpered with her enticing misty eyes. If anything, it was a lot more inviting for him to turn into an animal. He took a deep breath and put her feet back to the ground.

"I know. I know," he said as he caught his breath along with her. He caressed her wounded lips and healed them within seconds. "I just missed you so much. There, all healed, it doesn’t hurt anymore, right?" He smiled at her and kept their bodies entangled to one another. "Should we go to my house?"

The loving smile displayed on his face turned into a playful one. As she held his one hand while the other hand was sneaking under her dress, she frowned at him and snagged his other hand. Intertwined them too, restraining on touching her.

Nonetheless, that didn’t stop him. He raised his arms, causing them to bind her arms above her head, towering her over, trapping her in his grasp. The position was too vulnerable for her. On the contrary, Lyndon felt empowered seeing her susceptible.

She looked up and tried to break free from the posture but her slender-long neck became his mark.

"Lyndon." She grunts his name as his tongue grazed against her skin. "S-stop!" She tried to kick him but he only entrapped her legs to his knees. She was being dominated! "Stop! Stop!" Fighting the excitement he was trying to waken within her she struggled like a jelly.

"What? Don’t you miss me?" Lyndon, perceiving the strong rejection, glouted.

Although he knew that he was being unreasonable, he couldn’t stop feeling annoyed with the refusal. She was always submissive whenever he was loving her, why does she oppose now? It’s not like they would be caught if they do ’it’ here. The board meeting would probably end in hours, no student was allowed at her mother’s office. No one will intrude on them.

"The room is soundproof, no one could hear from the outside even if you screamed my name." He smirked mischievously while rubbing her legs intimately. Her cheeks reddened to her ears but her lips kept clamped with resoluteness.

"Is my body all you want?" She grieved, Lyndon froze and the naughtiness faded on his face. "Do you only want to have sex with me?" She added depressively, he stopped touching her and creased his brows.

He bit his tongue to prevent himself from smiling, somehow she looked cute denying her arousal. She was shy, wasn’t she? Lyndon laughed in his head, they never did it outside his house, that must be it, she was conscious.

"Of course... not." He chuckled and brushed her hair, "Are you upset? Yam, I’m just teasing you, don’t be angry..." he whispered to her and held her waist, directing his lips to her earlobes. "But, if you make me happy, I would tell you another surprise." He was about to nibble her ears but she bowed her head, tensing her body.

"So, I’m still ’just’ your sexual thing." She mumbled in melancholy. How did she even come up with this conclusion? He let out a deep abrupt sigh. Her mood swing killed the ambiance.

Lyndon sighed again and cupped her face, "Hey, no, I’m kidding. And you are ’never’ my sexual thing." He coaxed her yet she remained to display her sullen expression. Which made him grumpy as well, "Yam, Rym, come on, we haven’t seen each other for a long time." Lyndon made her eyes meet him and when they did, they sadly gleamed at him.