The DON's Princess
The only thing that escaped my lips was a desperate plea: “Kiss me.”
It was the last thing I said before slipping into a nightmare, and everything went blank.
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I woke up in a strange room, my mind hazy and disoriented. “Where am I?” I murmured, blinking as I took in my surroundings. The space was beautiful, almost surreal. It was large and airy, like something out of a luxury hotel or a wealthy estate. The walls were painted a soft cream, decorated with abstract art in shades of gold and deep blue. At the center of the room stood the king-sized bed I was sitting on.