Morning Hell For Ronan

Arielle looked at the man doubtfully. "Would that make you happy?"

"Of course," replied Ronan in a hoarse voice.

Ronan brushed Arielle's long hair which was hanging down to the back. His breath quickened when he saw Arelle's soft lips were about to touch the tip of his manhood.

But when the girl's face was only inches away, a knock on the door made Ronan curse loudly.

"Fucking hell!"

Arielle straightened herself and turned towards the door. 

"You don't have to worry about it. We can still continue," said Ronan, grabbing Arielle's head to focus on his manhood again.

Arielle glanced at Ronan briefly and nodded. However, after waiting with great anticipation, Ronan had to be angered by another knock on his goddamn door again.

"Your Majesty, sorry to interrupt your time. I've got news about Lazarus," said William from the other side.

"Can you just shut the fuck up!" shouted Ronan in annoyance.