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The man was unmoved—he was a monster wearing a man’s skin. He returned, a small pill in his hand. “This’ll make it easier for you,” he said, his voice disturbingly calm. He bent over me, bringing his face inches from mine. I snapped my mouth shut, shaking my head furiously. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be,” he hissed, gripping my face with his rough, spike-like hands. His fingers dug into my cheeks as he forced my mouth open. “This is me being nice.” I struggled, trying to thrash my head away, but his strength was overwhelming. The pill landed on my tongue, and before I could spit it out, he grabbed a bottle of water and poured it down my throat, leaving me no choice but to swall

She sighs, leaning against the counter and closing her eyes. “I can still see them in bed together when I close my eyes. Still hear their lewd moans.” Her voice cracks, and I am up on my feet, pulling my Princess into my arms, and slowly rubbing her back to soothe the pain away, although part of me wishes I could help her forget by having her in my bed learning what it means to be with a man who will worship the ground she walks on.

I do not know what she shall say next, but I know I am almost for certain not going to like it. "Here is the thing, you know that other secret I wanted to tell you about? Well, I have decided that I am buying the club from that Queen bitch Sabrina." "But why, princess? You can do anything you want to; why do you want to buy a strip club?" "I guess it is like a sentimental thing to me, and I want to make sure the girls are looked after." "Well, blow me away, just when I thought that you could not get any more perfect. In that case, my princess, I will gladly support you. In fact, I think I shall come with you if you don't mind."

The Gorkha might have heard something, for he abruptly got up and rushed towards the gate. Yelling at me to get up and stand to one side, he spread the gates wide. A scuba-blue Audi sedan with tinted glass-windows turned in and zoomed past me towards the mansion. As I watched, it screeched to a stop about twenty meters from the gate. The back door opened and she stepped out. Looking at me, she held on to the door as if about to fall. Before I could react or even think, she bent inside the car, pulled out a silver platter and ran towards me. Applying the vermilion on my forehead, she thrust a piece of sweet into my mouth. I could see tears building up in her eyes. As I stood there perplexed,

The human and that volf are alvays hogging her! He shifts for her family. And, of course, the rest of us are all holding our breath. But her family quickly accepts him! This comes to all of us as a surprise. Because ve didn't think that they vould. Last night after they finished dancing. Manuel vas considering talking to his family about us. But he didn't know exactly how to go about it. That is until, My Chocolate Princess, suggests asking if they believe in Supernaturals. She is not only gorgeous and delicious. But also smart. Our little ones are going to be perfect!

And only Cadieusians could manipulate the power of ice. “Tsk! I’m Yvy, princess of Creus Kingdom, my power is thunder.” We glared at each other again. I hated her attitude. Did she think that being a princess gave her the power to rule over everyone? Don’t get ahead of yourself, you’re not the only princess here. “I’m Klev, prince of Caius Kingdom, water manipulator.” The guy had blue eyes and wavy hair. “I’m Kreo, prince of the Constello Kingdom, prince of light.” He winked at me. This guy was a playboy. He had white hair and yellow eyes.

"You did want this, little princess, and that is what you are doing. I will play my part, and you will do the same. Now how about you smile for the camera? We are here." I stepped out first before making my way to the other end of the car, where I held out a hand at her, one which she accepted with a smile on her face. God, this woman was beautiful. She had the type of beauty heaven bestowed on those who were his favorite. I hated how I couldn't stop myself from falling over and over for her. I hated all of that. "Mr. Jerald, how about a talk on how you met your fiancée?" "Miss Claire, what would you say is your best part about your fiancé?"

Boldly, I slipped into a seat where a group of men were sitting around a poker table. I watched the way their mouths parted and the way their eyes widened in surprise. It was totally my fault. Everyone thought I was dead. Even now, rumors of me being here had already spread and they couldn't even stop the gossip from floating into my own ears. I'm princess Marina, the heir to my mother's fortune since my sister decided to disappear out of the blue years ago. I noticed some of the men checking me out, eyes pinned on my tits but really, anything for this game to work in my favor.

A million secret deals happening in the dark. Sophia thought a bounty chat could ruin me. She had no idea: The second I learned my real identity… I already had every exit planned. I don’t need the Yue name to be a princess. I don’t need any man to prove my worth. Real power isn’t a last name someone hands you. It’s standing on your own… And making everyone bow. Later, Sophia tried to message the three heirs again. No one replied. She finally realized: The men she thought would fight for her…

"And because, your father is willing to spend more money on people that he trusts. It will be stupid to decline the offer." She blinked, and for a second, I saw the Ice Heir of Dankworth falter, the strong, untouchable woman the press wrote about slipping away to reveal the girl I once pulled from the wreckage. Damn if she isn't a client, I would have taken her to bed. I shook my head, since when did I take an interest in my client's physical attributes? "You." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "You've been here on the island all this time?"