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Saving his princess

作者: Zaneta Wellington
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-19 21:30:46

Isaiah

Nico had done his job perfectly, drawing their attention while my pilot lowered me to the floor they were on. 

I tossed a small explosive at the glass walls, and it shattered enough to leave some space for me to plunge through. The smoke from the explosive filled the hallway, too, and through the smoke, I could see three figures, Remon, Thomas, and Zella, tied to a chair.

Rage burned hot in my veins. 

Remon's face twisted with rage when he saw me storm towards him. "You! How did you-"

I didn't let him finish. My fist connected with his jaw with a sickening crack, and he stumbled backwards.

"Isaiah!" Zella screamed. 

"I'm here, Princess," I said, tossing her a tender look. "Are you okay, baby?” 

Thomas moved toward me, and I turned just in time to dodge his clumsy attack.

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    ZellaI woke slowly, to wet heat between my thighs, a talented tongue stroking where I needed it.My eyes flew open, and my back arched off the bed as I gasped. "Isaiahhhh,"His massive body loomed between my thighs. He hummed against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my pussy and all over my body. Large hands gripped my thighs, holding them spread wide as he worked my cunt with his tongue.“Oh my god,” I moaned.His grey eyes flicked up to meet mine, dark with hunger. His mouth glistened with my juices."Good morning, Princess," he murmured against my pussy, then dove back in, sucking and latching on my clit.My fingers tangled in his hair, not sure if I was pulling him closer or trying to push him away from the overwhelming sensation. My jaw went slack, sounds escaping me that I did

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    Zella"You're thinking too much again," Isaiah murmured against my ear, his breath warm on my skin."Can you blame me?" I tilted my head back to look at him. "Everything's such a mess back home."It had been two weeks since the explosion. Everything was a mess. The press keep spreading around that it was a terrorist attack and Isaiah wasn't bothered enough to correct them."That's why we're here." His arms tightened around me. "Away from all of it.""But we can't hide forever." I sighed, watching the sun set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. The sight was beautiful. As soon as Isaiah was sure I hadn't gotten any injuries and was fine, he had carted us off to one of his private islands so we could be away from the whole thing."You could tell them the truth," I mumbled and he guffawed."And say

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  • Daddy’s Good Girl    Saving his princess

    IsaiahNico had done his job perfectly, drawing their attention while my pilot lowered me to the floor they were on.I tossed a small explosive at the glass walls, and it shattered enough to leave some space for me to plunge through. The smoke from the explosive filled the hallway, too, and through the smoke, I could see three figures, Remon, Thomas, and Zella, tied to a chair.Rage burned hot in my veins.Remon's face twisted with rage when he saw me storm towards him. "You! How did you-"I didn't let him finish. My fist connected with his jaw with a sickening crack, and he stumbled backwards."Isaiah!" Zella screamed."I'm here, Princess," I said, tossing her a tender look. "Are you okay, baby?”Thomas moved toward me, and I turned just in time to dodge his clumsy attack.

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    ZellaPain exploded through my skull as I woke up. I groaned, trying to lift my hand to my head, but my arms wouldn't move. My eyes flew open, panic flooding through me as I realized my wrists were tied behind the chair I sat on. I was seated on a chair facing glass walls where I could see the banner of another building."Well, sleeping beauty is awake."I jerked my head toward the voice, immediately regretting it because that just made me dizzy. Alexander Harper stood a few feet away, his scarred face barely showing in the dim hallway."Where am I?" My voice came out hoarse."One of your husband's crown jewels," he said, gesturing around us. "King Industries Manufacturing Plant. Sixty-five floors of steel and concrete. Quite impressive, really. But it was built from MY blueprint, MY dreams.""What do you want from me?"

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