Alpha Daddy Is My Step Uncle
But I didn't stand still, I kept moving backwards.
“Don't play around with us, you wrench!” One of the guards seethed in frustration. “Stand still!”
He lunged at me but I jumped away. A big mistake because my actions spiked both the rage of the crowd and that of the guards.
No one remembered I was Princess Isla, their lovely kind heiress. They only saw me as the devil's spawn. An evil offspring that should be exterminated.
The guards were matching towards me, weapons drawn, brows furrowed in fury. I was grabbed before I could even think of running and right as they were about to rip my clothes to shreds, cheers and murmurs blew up at the same time.
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