Pursuing Pandora

Chapter 19

The night stretched on for too long. After Ron's premonition I could hardly sleep. She fortunately fell asleep right after, leaving me to wonder Death will strike. I pulled out the paper tucked in my waistband. To pass some time I prepared myself to go over some death scenarios. The light in the room is muted as all the curtains are drawn and the sleeping octopus isn't leaving much room for movement.

Maybe I could use my powers. Twice in a day would be pushing it too far. I held the paper high to let the stream of light escaping through the curtains shed light on its contents. There was just one body, boxes around it in a narrow space. I was lying on the ground face up clutching my stomach. The black blood had spread all across the floor. It might be a bullet wound. Multiple shots maybe. There is still a chance that I'll survive if the paramedics reach me but.

'She saw you being killed.'

Did she mean Zara? I wonder what will be her faith after my death. Should I leave her with Ron? She might be under the Benedict clan's protection then. Zahir's not going to stop until he gets her. I need to take care of him first.

The pain at the back of my head has started to spread. The pain could have a visual parallel of a piece of wood being continuously hacked at. I got out of Ron's bed before she could feel it too. She has had enough trauma for the night.

Through the narrow-slit underneath, the door I saw light passing through. Was Will still awake? Maybe Victor too. I couldn't go out now. Remembering my school days, I unlocked the bathroom door hoping to find a tub. It was small but I could manage if a balled up tight. Wrapping few towels on my legs I let the cold porcelain of the bathtub ease me to sleep.

Following morning I managed to wake up before everyone else. My throbbing head and aching back helped jolting me awake. I sneaked out of the bathroom to find an aspirin without waking anybody.

The room outside was a complete mess. The pullout-sofa on which Will and Victor were barely managing to sleep was occupying half of the room. Poor Will looked so drained. I remember him coning to check on me when I was calming Maroon down. He even thanked me for helping him out.

The machine beeped spreading a mellow aroma of the roasted coffee beans in the kitchen. The smell brought Victor sauntering in the room. I just got a grunt of acknowledgment when I asked if he wanted some?

I scrambled to a mug in the drawers. All the mugs were soaking in the from last night. The kids must have been really worried. Eh it has been a long time since I washed anything. I grabbed the gloves and started at the task to try distract myself from the salacious hunk who was drowsily standing too close to me. The kitchen was offering only a meter worth of standing space.

Breakfast was a good way to distract him. "Victor, why don't..." Paying no heed to what I was talking, Victor pushed my hair aside to kiss my nape. A hand was sliding down my back grabbing me at my hip. He was standing right behind me, giving me the pleasure of feeling his delicious morning wood against my butt. My back curved on command. A little bit of foam splashed on my shirt as I clenched the sponge tight.

"Victor" He need to stop kissing me. I am losing my willpower to stop him. I haven't been fucked for so long that my insides craved for him. I arched my feet to angle myself into him.

"Vic, babe we can't do this." There are people in this house and I don't know if I can be quite anymore.

"Why?" He pushed me against the counter. His hands travelled south stopping me from answering the question. My mouth was just left open as my hips swayed to dry hump his dick.

Moving away is a sin and my sexually depraved soul is going to regret this. I traced his hands and pulled his fingers out of me. My mouth released a whisper pleading him to fuck me. I turned round holding his hand to prevent him from trying that again.

That didn't really stop him much as he spun me back into him with his kisses. I could feel the same excitement I felt the summer I met him.

He finally broke the kiss to ask "Why are you here Pandora?"

What does he mean by that? Was he still dreaming?

Before I could answer, he continued, "Why are you here in my life right now? When I have totally lost hope in finding my soulfinder. I tried to forget you but you are here. So maybe you are the one I was always meant to be with. Or else how could I have met you after all this time? It was such a surprise to learn that you are a savant too."

I felt disgusted like hundreds of spiders were crawling on my legs. I was just a replacement then.

"You know where your soulfinder is?"

"I knew. She disappeared after I located her in Afghanistan. Finding her should have been easier with a soulseeker but even Crystal couldn't read her. After two months of search I finally give up and you show up in my life making me think how easy my life would have been if I had you in it."

His 'affectionate' hug was just fueling my rage. Breaking his hug, I pushed him aside. I collected my purse from the bedroom while Vic was still stuck wondering what was happening, "You are leaving?"

"Yes Benedict." Staring his down with all the rage I could muster before I break, I told him not to lose hope and wished him luck on finding his 'soulfinder'.