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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.

Pluma_W143 · ย้อนยุค
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273 Chs

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[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THE UNIVERSE ~ KWON JIN AH]

It was already dusk when Cortez, Chantal, and Heiron arrived at Badukeh. They dismounted from their horses, walking towards the palace entrance where they were stopped by the guards.

"Who are you?" One of the buff-looking guards asked, trying to intimidate the three men with his size.

Cortez rubbed his temples tiredly, "Tell the King we are guests from Morado." He replied.

The guard narrowed his eyes, looking at the men suspiciously before he walked back inside to relay the message. When he returned, the initial pride he had was gone.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't recognize you. Please don't punish me," the man bowed deeply, afraid of losing his life. It was only when he went to that he was told by the king's aide that the heir to the throne was among the guests.

Cortez raised his brow, "Don't mistake me for someone else."