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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THUNDEROUS ~ STRAY KIDS]

Nix didn't halt even after leaving the room. He walked straight to his own quarters, his sharp and precise footsteps echoing along the corridors. The palace servants, who knew how annoyed he was since morning, dared not be found in his way.

For some reason, the man exuded too much authority, leaving everyone suppressed. It was surprising because he had been in the palace for many years, yes he was peculiar and different physically but nobody really knew he could control so much power because the man stayed dormant serving behind the queen dowager and always staying on his own.

Now, if any servant of the royal family were asked who was in charge of the palace affairs, they would point at the silver-haired man whose mere presence controlled power itself. He acted like a king, even