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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: GENERASIAN ~ LIM KIM]

Axilla groaned, rubbing her forehead slightly, her head still aching as she struggled to see clearly. The young girl rubbed her eyes, trying to accustom them to her environment.

"Sleeping beauty is finally awake," Venantius grinned, fondling with his hair as he observed the girl.

Axilla coughed, holding her chest. When she raised her face, she glared at the man. "If you're caught, you'll get punished," she remarked.

Venantius pushed open his window, letting the gentle breeze flow in. He shifted his gaze to the girl and chuckled dryly, "I wonder who is brave enough to punish a king," he replied.

Axilla knitted her brows. A king? This man was a king? She asked herself internally.