27 1.27 Young master Charles can't live without his Doll.

[A/n = Chapters contains 3200-3600 words.

Perverted readers (like me) gets to have a good read. *laughing madly*. ]

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After the lunch, Charles told Mia that he was going to his home for an important work, and that he wouldn't be able to drop her back to her home. Mia didn't seem to mind. She called Dan and asked him to pick her up after school. After the school, Mia bid goodbye to her friends and entered the car. While chatting with her grandmother in the phone, she asked to Dan, "are you free on Sunday?." Dan focused his attention on the road, but he heard her question. He nodded, "yes miss." Mia hummed and didn't ask any further questions.

When she arrived in her apartment, she first ordered a food delivery to her home. Then she watered the plants, cleaned the living room, washed her uniforms and took a quick shower. When she was done, she heard the door bell ringing. Thinking that her food had arrived, she happily skipped to the door and opened it, "thank yo-." She momentarily paused after seeing the person in front of her.

Looking down at the person's hands, she saw a pair of luggages. Blinking, she looked at the person's face. Since she just came out of the shower, her cheeks were flushed with an alluring glow. Her damped hairs stucked on her forehead and nightgown, making her look extra charming. Since she didn't wear any inner sandals, her naked milky white feet on the black marble floor were sharply contrasting. The nightgown was slightly bigger than her size, so it loosely hanged on her left shoulder, seductively revealing her milky white collar bone. Mia was oblivious to how tempting she looked right now.

Charles wanted to dragged the girl to the bed and ravage her, until she couldn't even bear to lift a finger at him. Calming down his beast, he pushed the door wide and entered in. Placing the luggages on the floor, he turned to Mia and asked, "have you eaten your dinner?." Mia warily stared at the luggages.

Hearing what her boyfriend asked, she shook her head, "not yet. What about you?." Charles looked at her and nodded, "mmm..." Looking around, he asked, "where's the kitchen, I'll cook for you." Mia was surprised, "do you know how to cook?." Charles nodded. Mia pointed her finger at the left side of the room and said, "I usually order a food delivery, so I don't have many ingredients in the refrigerator."

Charles listened to Mia's words and slightly frowned. Thinking of the delivery man, freely seeing his girl's body, his eyes turned dark with rage and jealousy. He stood in front of her and asked with a tint of killing intent, "how long have you been ordering food delivery?." Mia didn't seem to find anything wrong. She immediately replied, "6 weeks. Why, is something wrong?." Charles darkly chuckled and leaned in. He whispered in a husky voice, "are you always this dumb, or only in front of me?."

Mia didn't hear his question, neither notice his angry tone. Her thoughts and sense were occupied by the closeness of his body against hers. She could feel his warm breath, brushing against her ear and tingling her sensation. The warmth, emitting through his shirt was involuntarily causing her body to lean in closer, like she wanted to experience the heat directly from his skin.

Narrowing his eyes, Charles closed in, "this is what I meant." He flicked her forehead and chuckled, "what are you staring at? aren't you gonna ask me why I'm here?."

(A/n= y'all wishing to have a steamy scene, huhu not right now.)

Mia snapped out of her thoughts and widened her eyes. She looked at the luggages and stuttered, "you-don't tell me..." Charles laughed and hugged her, "I'm gonna stay with you from now on. Haven't I told you before, that I want to stay with you? Since you didn't want to settle in my home, I got no problem to settle in yours. Come on now, tell me where's my room. Or what about I settle in yours?."

Mia was baffled. She was shocked! When Charles told her that he wasn't angry with her decision, she knew that something was wrong. Because his response was different than what he usually does and says.

Though she had a tiny speculation of what might happen, she eventually left the matter aside. Who thought that he'll pack his stuffs and barged into her apartment?! She shouted, "Whaaat!."

Charles walked into the kitchen, while asking, "do you want me to repeat what I said?". Mia followed after Charles, anxiously saying, "are you out of your mind? How can you simply say that you're gonna live with me?, Ahh-didn't you tell me that you'll wait for my decision?." Charles opened the refrigerator, chuckling, "of course I'm waiting for your decision, but I couldn't wait until tomorrow." Throwing the carrot to Mia, he continued, "after all, the time given to think about your decision was only limited to two days."

Mia was flabbergasted. No wonder he was so calm throughout this two days. He was planning for this whole process from the moment he brought up the topic of living together! She didn't know whether to cry for her naive thoughts or laugh for her stupidity.

Charles made a simple dinner for Mia, who was lifelessly sitting on the chair of the dining table. Mia cancelled her food delivery order in a muddled head. When she smelt the strong fragrance of food, she swallowed hard. 'Food comes first.'

While she was immersed in gobbling her dinner, Charles sat across her and snapped photos of his girlfriend, eating his prepared dish. Looking at her satisfied and happy expression, he was proud of himself. Mia offered to wash the dishes, for she could not allow her boyfriend to do all the work.

Although she was very reluctant to let him stay in her home, she thought of the things which she could achieve. She would be able to delete the s*x video, ask help while writing music scores, someone to water her plants, someone to wash her clothes, someone to clean the house and someone to cook for her while she's hungry. If her boyfriend was willing to do these things, then she have no problem to let him stay. So... basically she's thinking her boyfriend as her caretaker.

Mia decided to offer the farthest room which she could find away from her own. She wanted him to stay away as far as he could. Charles got to see his girlfriend's intention, so without giving her any time to decide, he selected the nearest room beside Mia. Though the room was 'small' when compared to his own, he didn't feel uncomfortable. Mia barged into the room and said coldly, "be careful when you're rearranging the room. The furnitures in here cost atleast 5 digits, so don't even think of breaking the things. Or else, I'll ask you to pay a heavy amount."

Charles looked at her and mischievously asked, "then, can I pay it with my body?." He looked around to find something expensive, and worth breaking. Mia rolled her eyes and closed the door with a bam, after saying, "not interested." Charles laughed. He had watching Mia for a long time. Ever since he laid his eyes on her at the first day of her school, he instantly knew that she was the one he had been searching for. Although he had a lot of girlfriends, he never experienced the feelings which he got, whenever Mia was near.

He found the feelings somewhat annoying and irritating. So he had tried to ignored it, but he couldn't. The anticipation he felt at seeing her was also a kind of sensual pleasure, and surrounding it, like an embrace, was a general elation–it might hurt, it was horribly inconvenient, no good might come of it, but he had found out for himself what it was to be in love, and it thrilled him.

Loving her was not an option for him-it was a necessity. She was his, and he was hers. If she can't be his, then he'll make sure that no one can be hers.

In the other room, Mia was sitting on her chair and scribbling on the music score. Since she had a mission to make Nick and his team win the top place, she had to think of a decent rock song. As she was immersed in writing the song, she suddenly heard a knock on her door.

Putting her pencil down, she went and opened the door. Looking at the person, she asked in an annoyed tone, "what do you want? Are you feeling 'uncomfortable', in my small apartment?." Charles rolled his eyes. Rudely barging into her room, he scrambled to her bed. Patting the empty spot beside him, he said, "come, it's time to give a rest for your brain."

Mia laughed and pointed to the door, "get out." Charles slumped on the bed and shook his head, "Nope." Mia stomped her foot in exasperation. She walked to the bed and grabbed a pillow and a blanket, "you can sleep here then. I'll go sleep in the living room." Charles scowled and immediately pulled her on the bed. Wrapping his arms around her petite waist, he huskily asked, "do you recalled what happened that night?." Feeling the heat of his palm on her skin, Mia blushed scarlet. Of course she remembered! After all, it was first time.

When he got no reply, Charles flipped himself on top of her. He looked at her flustered face and asked, "do you know that I did it to you? What do you think of that?." Mia awkwardly answered, "I treated that night as a nightmare." Since she needed to focus her attention on her main mission, she treated the incident as her worst nightmare.

"A nightmare....then why don't I turn it into a sweet one?." He whispered in her ear and leaned forward, trying to plant a kiss on her lips. Mia covered her mouth and stuttered, "I think you're drunk, why don't you take some rest? Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Charles nodded. En, he was drunk. Drunk by the desire to devour her. He slowly moved his hand to her slender and weak looking neck, as if he would snapped it in a instant, if he applied much force.

He asked, "why were in that room that night? Were you sent by that old geezer, to seduce me and drown me in the pit of lust?." Mia rapidly shook her head. The original host was just trying to escape from a man, who was trying to harrass her. Entering into the villain's room was a wrong choice. After considering her words clearly, Mia said, "that- I was running away from a womanizer. Entering into your room was an just a sudden reaction, because I wanted to find a safe place to hide in."

Charles narrowed his eyes. Although he had merely asked the reason, he didn't know that his girl was being followed that might. What would happen if she didn't enter into his room to hide in. He wouldn't have met her, neither would he know about her existence. If she didn't enter into his room, then she might have been caught and sold to various places. She would have been defiled by those pigs! When he thought of these possibilities, he was enraged. Enraged of his decision to not search for her. Enraged of his choice to let her escape that night.

Mia's hairs on her body stood erect in an ominous feeling. She looked up and saw her boyfriend's darkened eyes. He seems, angry. Worried, she held out her hand and caressed his cheek, "what's wrong?." Charles took a deep breath and control his desire to see blood. He held her caressing hand and kissed the back of it, "promise me. Promise me that you'll stay by my side."

Mia pursed her lips. Since she would eventually leave the world, she couldn't promise to such words. Nevertheless, until she leave this world, she would stay beside him, "ok." Charles nodded in satisfaction.

He slowly moved his hand away from her neck and moved it to her nightgown collar. He pulled it slowly with a single finger, and exposed her feather like and snow white neck. He swallowed hard. "Since you had help me before, let me repay my debt." He grinned, as he leaned down and kissed her, silencing whatever words she wanted to say. Mia was baffled, she had opened her mouth to speak, only to be eaten by Charles.

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Contains s*x scenes. Reader who feels uncomfortable with xxx scenes can stop reading from here.

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Sensing her agape mouth, Charles stuck his tongue in, tasting every corner of her mouth. Then he proceeded to suck on the other's tongue and lips. He couldn't even resist and bit on them. Her lips tasted sweet as honey and addictive as a aphrodisiac drug.

He released her only when she was almost out of breath. He stared at her redden puffy lips, as she gasped for air. He sat on the bed and pulled her to his lap. He readjusted their position and Mia ended up straddling him, giving easier access to her lips. They were so close to each other that Mia could feel his hardened arousal.

Mia was kissed by Charles until she was on the verge of suffocation. When he pulled away, a translucent thread of saliva connected them, making Mia blush. "Mia...." Charles's voice was hoarse and needy. He wanted all of her. He wanted to be always like this, her eyes on him, and her body close to his.

"Mia, I want you". Mia could feel his body warmth throughout her body as he kissed her, she felt herself warming up as he teased the inside of her mouth once again. Her mind and thoughts were deluded by layer of mist, making her unable to think. Charles wasn't patient as he seems to be. He rudely tore the dress, which was hiding his girl's enticing nude body. When the cold air attacked her naked skin, Mia shuddered in coldness. She pressed her buns on the other's warm body and mumbled, "you..be gentle."

Charles gave her glance before leaning down to slowly nibble one of her aroused buds, while his other hand fondled the other. Mia bit her lower lip, preventing herself from moaning out. She refused to be the submissive party. Last time was an accident, but this time she'll make sure that she had an upper hand. She rubbed against him, causing the bulge to grow even bigger. A stifled groan escaped out of Charles lips, and he swiftly laid the girl on the bed.

"Bad girl". His voice was nearly a growl as he lowered his head to her breast and sucked the bud, while his hand went down to stroke the part between her legs. Mia was lost in the gentle caress that gave her an overwhelming pleasure.

Charles pushed his knee inbetween her snow white legs and continued on stroking her. She was already wet, and once his finger went in, her hole clamped down tightly in it. He hissed in a low voice. So stimulated, that he had to release her breast and use his other hand to remove his boxers. He couldn't take it anymore. She was driving him insane with desire. He thrusted his finger deeper, causing Mia to shudder.

"Ngh..."

Her well protected and lush oasis was being violated, as his thick fingers entered the gap in her thighs. He slid in and out of her, increasing in speed. Charles wanted to take his girl to the highest peak of pleasure, before indulging himself. His hard length was already swollen to the extreme. Mia's intake in oxygen was erratic. Letting out a low moan, she suddenly pushed Charles down and shifted their position. She wasn't going to let him eat her.

His abdomen was stretched taut with tension, his huge membrane throbbing with need. It was almost purple in colour. Mia tentatively touched it, causing Charles's chest heave as he sucked in a deep breath. He sat up and inserted his finger on her tight hole. "Ah!", Mia's body trembled as she felt her body go numb. Her nectar overflowed and made her slippery, causing lewd noise to echo in the room. Not to be outdone, she grabbed his hard length and stroked it up and down. She first started with a slow pace, eventually she increased her speed. Charles groaned, and he burrowed his face into her neck. His breathing was erratic, almost scalding when it fanned against her skin.

When Mia finally orgasmed, Charles was not too far away from his. He hurriedly stopped her hand and pushed her down underneath him. He wrapped her slender legs around his waist as he gave her a lingering kiss. With a big hmph, his beast enter her.

"Hhn...." Mia tightly clenched her eyes and let out a low moan. She had forgotten how large he was. Charles held his head high and clenched his eyes shut, as he felt her inner walls tightly wrapping around his hardened length. This was it, the pain yet immeasurable pleasure he flet during that particular night. "Mia..." He placed an affectionate kiss on her cheek, but the tenderness of this action contrasted heavily with his next movements.

Charles looked at the flushed girl. Her eyes were tightly closed as she laid her head to the side. She was nibbling her finger, preventing her mouth to leak out lewd moans. To Charles, this triggered him more than any aphrodisiacs could ever do. Mia held onto Charles as he uncontrollably thrust into her, longer, faster and rougher with each moans she made. Mia could feel her nectar spraying everywhere the time he rammed into her. She couldn't control the pleasure as she leaked out lewd and alluring moans from her swollen redden lips.

A sudden thought struck her mind. She was afraid. Afraid that Charles would leave her when everything's done. After all, he was man. Men usually lusted beautiful and attractive women. When they had their own satisfaction, they would eventually throw the women away and go after another. Mia didn't want to end up like those used women.

Unknowingly, tears started streaming down Mia's cheeks as she stared at him. Charles feeling her sight on him, looked down at her, only to see her weeping silently, she looked so helpless and weak. Her tears endlessly streamed down her cheeks, and it hurt his soul. Her vulnerability triggered his instinct to protect her, and he searched desperately for a way to distract her. His sight landed on her ear, small and cute, hidden behind her glossy fiery hair. He leaned forward and gently nibbled on it, occasionally flicking it with his tongue.

Mia's body started to tremble as she felt herself tightening around up as a jolt ran through her spine. Charles, noticing her trembling, sped up once again. Mia could feel him knock each and every part of her inside. She was lost in the pleasure in no time, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Charles grabbed onto her round and smooth bottoms as his hardness continued ramming into hers. Mia almost whimpered for him to stop, but the pleasure that overwhelmed her turned into murmurs of encouragement instead.

"Ahhh...Charles..."

"Mia..."

Their loud groans and moan echoed through the room, along with the sounds of their love making. The moon outside of the window seems to be hiding behind the clouds with a bashful expression.

As Mia climaxed, Charles too joined her. As he hugged his girl tightly, preparing for an another round, Mia started weeping uncontrollably. Charles was flushed, as he had no idea what went wrong. He hugged her and tried to comfort her, but this made Mia to cry even more. Charles was irritated. Not with Mia, but with himself. He sat up on the bed and pulled Mia for a lingering kiss. Kissing her until the point of suffocation, he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers.

Gently wiping away her tears with his thumbs, he asked in a guilty voice, "what's wrong, was I too harsh?." Mia stared at his affectionate gaze and hugged his neck, softly mumbling, "No. I-I'm scared. Afraid that you'll throw me away after tonight. I-" Her sentence was interrupted by an amused laugh. Charles didn't know why would his girl think of such options. Was it because of his past girlfriends?

He pulled back and cupped her cheeks. Staring at her moist eyes, his voice was filled with undeniable tenderness and affections, "Silly girl. If there's one thing in this world I'm afraid to lose, it's you. You're the reason for my daily smiles and laughs, the reason why I'm here. Although I haven't said it before, I'm saying it now. I love you too, and I would never throw you away."

Mia was choked by her tears. She hugged his neck and cried. "I'm sorry". 'Sorry that I couldn't love you back.' Charles frowned and cooed, "there there, stop crying now. I'm not going to throw you away, neither would I allow you to throw me away. You're mine, and I'm yours. Understand?." Mia silently nodded.

In this world, she was his.