The Emperor's Substitute Bride
Before Naomi could react, she merged her lips with hers.
Naomi’s surprise wore off in seconds as she gave herself into the kiss. A kiss filled with sorrow, passion, and fear of separation.
Breathless, they pulled apart panting.
“You’ll have to excuse me, my Lolo, I do not know when next I would be able to do that so I had to grab my opportunity,” Nezetta said as a sheepish smile spread across her face.
Returning her smile, Naomi pressed her forehead against Nezetta’s.
“You’re heartily excused, Princess.”