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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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DAY OF RECKONING

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: PRETTY LITTLE DEVIL ~ SHAYA ZAMORA]

Axilla, who had finished listening to Venantius, lay down on the bed, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. It was hard to put two and two together, like how Lady Hash was her birth mother, and how she didn't realize it all this time. And most importantly, why the woman had abandoned her.

The girl tossed herself on the bed. At this point, she wanted to be with Cortez. She wanted to tell him everything she had found out and let him comfort her and also advise her on what to do.

"Cortez, I hope you're okay," Axilla muttered to herself, tears flowing down her eyes.

Venantius sat inside his own room, his hand twirling the glass cup in front of him. The reaction he expected from the girl was now what he got, and it got him wondering what was running through the girl's mind.