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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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DRIP OF FRUIT JUICE

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: DESIRE ~ LEEBADA]

Axilla and Kayla finally arrived at the merchant inn; it was already evening. They unpacked what they had bought from the market. Axilla decided to make juice for Cortez and serve it to him for dinner. When she was through, she placed the cup of juice on a tray and added two sticks of the milkbun rolls.

When she knocked on Cortez's door, it took him a little while before he finally opened the door. He was surprised to see the girl in front of his door, carrying a tray of snacks.

Cortez grinned, "I thought you were avoiding me." He moved to the side, giving her access inside the room.

Axilla inhaled softly before stepping inside the room, then she said. "I wasn't avoiding you." She replied.

"If you say so," Cortez remarked, going to sit comfortably on his couch, with one leg crossed over the other.