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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 · 历史言情
分數不夠
273 Chs

DRAGGED IN BY THE SCENT

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: ALCOHOL ~ HOLY MOLLY]

"I heard Kitanna is now the queen of Morado; she got married to that White Lord...Nix? Yes, Nix," Panha reported, throwing up a small fluffy white piece. When she didn't receive any response, she dropped the item she was throwing and looked at the person she was talking to.

"Really?" She let out an exasperated sigh. "Khelan, what are you doing here? You wake up every morning just to scribble on your parchment. Do you not want to seek revenge for your mother?" Panha asked, pushing Khelan's shoulder roughly.

Khelan looked up at the young woman who had been pestering him to get revenge on his mother. "We have had this discussion before. I have no interest in whatever you are plotting. How many more lives do you wish to see lost before you get your senses back?" He queried, glaring at the young woman.