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The underworld king rightful bride.

She is the one I want

Chapter forty three

By monisola

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Kathy p.o.v

"I ruffle my hair making it a mess."

You asked me to twerk Khalid, can't you see the cloth I am wearing is so long and tight there is no way I would be able to shake my waist baby. "I said hoping he would ask me to skip the twerking stuff."

He smiled, a wicked smile.

"This is going to get hard." I muttered.

Don't worry I got this. "He said pointing to me and my appearance changes."

I was wearing a short top that was exposing my tummy with a very short trouser.

What the hell!, he used his magic. I smiled that my boyfriend can do a lot of things.

I touched my hair and I could feel a hairpin on it. A hair pin holding the white hair and a hair pin also holding the blue hair.

My hair was all over me because it wasn't packed up. The only thing new to my hair was the hair pin because I let it fall when I came out the other time.