Clean King Novels & Stories

King reluctantly got up from the bed and went to open the door to attend to his future brother in law “Yes, Brother in law” he replied, do you have any board game, I can’t sleep in new environments, Board games put me to bed faster” Clenching his teeth together out of anger “Yes, meet the housekeeper for one” Mr. King answered and slammed the door. He turned around and saw that Aurora was dressed and ready, his anger turned to a beautiful smile as he rushed like a hungry lion ready to devour.

The King curled his lip, but I couldn’t tell if he was amused or irritated. “I left my Key at the Municipal Directory, but if that’s what it would take for you to make your daughter behave herself, I can go get it.” This got a Mexican Wave of gasps going around the room. “You have a Key? We don’t recall awarding you with such a—” Skeletor leaned forward and whispered into the King’s ear. After a few moments, the King stood up. “Clear the galleries!” he boomed.

the king said as he stood up and made out of the house. @pop precious

"Kneel on the bed with your ass in the air and spread your cheeks, Regina." She didn't argue, instead doing exactly as I said, though her body language still displayed trepidation. "You've experienced a good ass cleansing, to get anything out of your rectum which might spoil this experience for you and us. Believe me, no one will enjoy tonight if you suddenly vomit all over the bed. Right now, your ass is probably cleaner than your cunt, and definitely cleaner than your mouth. We used a mild soapy water several times followed by a clear water rinse to remove soapy residue. Now if you had not been cleansed, I would never, ever do this."

King gave a sound affirmation and a look of indifference. With trembling hands, An Taotao applied the disinfectant to Mr. King. Most people would shiver with pain when they applied disinfectant, but Mr. King didn't react at all, as if the disinfectant wasn't applied to him. She looked at Mr. King in surprise and felt that he was a real man, just different from other people. If he had a better personality, she would not be so neurotic, and she would not be so afraid and disgusted with him.

“Damn, it’s still showing,” Zeke grumbled as he got to his feet. “Sorry, boss, I’ll take it to the cleaners and—” “It’s okay, Zeke, seriously,” Kingsley said, his gaze locked on Lorenzo, who lingered by the door. “Can you pull the car up front? I’ll catch you outside.” “I get to drive your car?” Zeke asked, caught off guard. Kingsley gave a silent nod, passing over the keys without a second thought about his pricey ride. “Cool! I’ll ring you.”

"One thousand, ninety-five days of playing housewife with a man who couldn't even distinguish a real pearl from a glass bead." "Grandfather," I began. Silas finally looked up. His eyes, sharp and judgmental, scanned me from my bruised ego down to my designer heels. Suddenly, he slammed his fist onto the desk. The sound echoed like a gunshot. "You fool!" he roared, standing up. "You are Franklin! We do not 'take breaks' to bake burnt toast for mediocrity. You left your throne vacant, and do you know what happens to a vacuum in business? Parasites fill it. While you were busy being 'naive,' other young heirs to decent families were snatching our clients."

I get under the cover and within a minute, I doze off. I awoken with the sound of my door closing. I jump out of bed from the fear of being attacked by rogues again, my heart beating fast I look around the room to see if there's anyone else but there's no one. I sigh when I see a pair of sweatshirt and jean placed neatly on my bed. I take the clothes with me to the bathroom, The brush I used the other night is placed where I dropped it on the counter. I brush my teeth and change into the fresh pair of clothes. There's a nock on the door, I walk towards it and open it. The King is standing there, dressed in a pair of dark blue suit. His brown hair gel to perfection, not a strand out of place.

a grainy snapshot from the hotel's front door cam. Only his profile showed a man in a black coat with sharp, menacing features. The chill seemed to seep through the screen. The comments were blowing up: [OMG! Doesn't he look just like that guy?!] [The Alpha King of Bloodmoon Wolf Kingdom, Frederick!] Frederick. My head spun. The guy from last night, the one he called "baby," the one I thought was just a one-night stand. The Wolf King? The one from the legends, an Alpha King infamous for his hair-trigger temper and cold-blooded killings, all because he couldn't find his mate?