Prince Aesthetic の小説・ストーリー

I know it’s wrong to fantasize at this time but I can’t help but admire his firm body. "Gorgeous as always." Corinthians complimented. D*mn six packed abs. His broad muscles looks dauntless, I can't help but to stare. All this time, I thought Marcus is the only one who's well built, I never thought that the Prince could sweep away any models right now. His glistening sweats makes him look sexier. What the hell is this Prince? Is he even human? Man, having this kind of body is illegal. "Worried about me?"

Having left home at the age of twenty two, for the city of London, despite his family’s wealth, he had started his own moderate shipping company and within ten years, he had built it to something so formidable that only few could compete with him and they still would not win. Not only rich, Hakeem was so ruthlessly domineering, few people would dare look for his trouble. His influence was so powerful, only the rich and powerful would dare give him a handshake. But that’s not his major attraction for the public, and the bloggers most especially. His look! Oh Lordy! With a strong, healthy physique, Prince Hakeem was so handsome like an Arabian god, he dazzled the eyes. Six feet tall with a ski

He couldn't be more wrong. "More handsome than prince Aqeeb?" Oh, they are talking about him too. That boost his ego a notch though, he likes being called handsome even after knowing he is handsome. "They are all different in their own way. While prince Aqeeb is gorgeously handsome standing powerfully as the crowned prince but the other prince whom I think his name is Sa'eed is something else. He has this dangerous look around him that makes you want to recoil but also push yourself forward. I can't even explain!" Another one from another entire different place explained, her words shivery.

His sapphire-blue eyes were fixed on me, cold and calculating. A prince was supposed to be ugly, cruel, and unworthy of his crown. But no—this one dared to be both royal and beautiful. *How unfair*. It was almost enough to make me laugh. Almost. He stood there, impossibly tall, his dark hair falling perfectly into place as though every strand knew its duty. He wore the air of royalty like a cloak—confidence, power, and ease all rolled into one. As I shifted uncomfortably, I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of shame at the contrast between us. My hair, once glorious and golden, was now filthy and tangled. My skin, once glowing, was pale and scarred, and my clothes... well, if they could even

Ales soul left her body and went soaring into the sky. The prince knew how to make Alessandra lose her mind. He knew where to touch her and make the girl moan so loudly no matter how much she tried to cage the moans. "So obedient."The prince complimented with a sinister smile gracing his lips."I admit that I like the obedient side of you."A throaty chuckle tore from his lips. Ace loved when he made Alessandra lose all her senses and surrender herself to him. It made him feel like a king, it made him so proud and boosted his ego as a man.

It was no surprise that he could retain his house even after going bankrupt; after all, he had sold his daughter the next moment to keep his pathetic house and current life. After a few more turns, I finally arrived at what the princes could call their mansion. It was a bit large, but way smaller than mine or my father's. It was also beautiful, but ugly compared to mine and my father's. I could see his lack of taste, style, and design from the look of the house, and it was obvious he had no say in it. How can someone like this build up a relatively powerful business company like the Prince Companies? I had my suspicions, but just because a man lacked style, grace, and a sense of aesthetics d

* Prince Aisen also walked down the stairs, he had to blinked his eyes twice because he couldn't believe that Leilah is really the one standing In front of him, with no make up on yet she looked like a goddess. Leilah flashed him a crazy smile, that makes his heart flutters and his body felt cold. "If beauty was a crime, you will be jailed for it." Aisen said. "You look so amazing Prince Aisen, but wait, tell me the secret, my prince Aisen is the worst when it comes to dressing, colour combination and styles, so what Angle performed a miracle for you today?" Leilah asked. "Well, I knew that I'm going out with my Leilah and she will definitely look good so I have to look great too, you are my

"I could also tell that you had already claimed your very first enemy. Why is she looking at you like that?" "Hmm?" "The mustard girl." "Oh my gosh!" Princess Seri almost gagged at Prince Hazan's perfect description of Princess Celine, especially since the woman decided to wear yellow up to her gloves. "You can't say that; I might accidentally call her the same thing, Oh my God." The prince chuckled at how she reacted. "But seriously, Prince Hazan, I would like to ask you not to do this again," she said. "I might lose all my hair if you don't."

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