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Her countenance, typically an array of animated expressions, had transformed into a tranquil tableau of serenity. A soft, barely discernible smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he observed her. Even the devil himself, in all his cunning and might, would find himself disarmed before such a woman. She bore no regal lineage, possessed no grand narrative of her life. Her beauty was not the kind to inspire poets or artists, and her dubious occupation had seemingly secured her a spot in the inferno. Yet, there was an aura about Reina, a quality that was singular and extraordinary. She held the uncanny ability to perceive devils—two of them, to be exact. To the untrained eye, they were indis

Chapter 46: Too Good to be True Kathleen’s P.O.V A gasp left my lips as I looked at Cole’s cell screen, the name Korina Gomez on the search bar, thrilled by the images on the screen. She was beyond beautiful in these images, not to mention in real life as well. She also had an outrageous fan base, which wasn’t all that surprising considering just how famous she was. Gucci, Chanel and LSV? And even freaking Ralph Lauren! My goodness! This woman was a diva!

As Reyna uttered, still laughing, they all laughed, realising how stupid their argument was. *** For the photo shoot, Cole and Reyna dressed their princess. She was decked up in a pink dress, mittens and a cap with a bow, and was sleeping on the cot. As the photographer took pictures of her, they were both standing next to her cot, gazing at their daughter with smiles on their faces and tears of joy in their eyes because she looked heavenly beautiful. Their little princess smiled in her sleep, and her one smile was enough to bring immense joy to her parents' hearts.

This time was different though, as he was so sure he could finish what he had started. ‌ “Again? Hmph, there’s no helping an uncultured swine, it seems,” jeered Ned, burying his face on Vanya’s crotch, sniffing each nook and cranny of the hostage’s bikini bottom. “Hmmm, I could smell the sea, a little bit pungent and funky. Now time to find out how it tastes.” ‌

Cassian’s POV She doesn’t scream. Doesn’t clutch a towel or cloth to her chest in a desperate attempt at modesty. No, Reina Vale just stood there—drenched, exposed, her skin flushed from the heat of the bath. A goddess carved from defiance and misplaced courage. And fuck, she is a sight. I take my time, letting my gaze drag over her, unhurried and unapologetic. She’s a vision—bare, vulnerable, yet still brimming with defiance.

Rhea says as she wraps her arm around mine. “I am not talking to you. I’m talking to Alpha Enrique. Please remember your place and don’t interrupt me.” Kataleya’s eyes flash pink and I almost smirk. Damn, that’s hot. But can I really put it down to jealousy? I don’t know… Rhea frowns, her hand tightening on my arm. “I am to be his luna, the Reina of El Rey Carmesí, so please know your place.” Kataleya arches one of those perfect brows and I turn my attention to those breasts again. I wish I could take a picture… my arm moves, and I instantly push the thought away.

Realizing it, he snapped his head up, he moved his head so fast, his mind swore he was going to have whiplash from the sudden movement. Rodrigo pushed himself back a little so he could have a better look at Reyna. He was still seated on the floor, staring up at her flushed face, she had untied the rest of her long blonde hair and it fell to the front, covering her breasts, the color of her honey-blonde hair against her naked body made her look like a goddess in the nude, so exquisite. She ran her hands through her hair, glancing nervously at Rodrigo. As she moved her hair back her exposed breast came into view, with the style of the dress she couldn’t wear a bra. She had used tape to secure

Honestly, given my choices I’d rather wear the leggings and simple shirt that I arrived in. “No,” Reina answers, looking at me evenly, not a hint of emotion on her face. “It will simply keep you cool in the heat of the desert. But your nakedness beneath,” she notes, letting her eyes travel down my small body beneath my robe, “that is to honor the goddess. When you perform the ceremony, you must be naked before the moon. You can bring nothing with you from your earthly life.”

A familiar face popped up on my screen, and I sat up with anticipation. There she was, the angel that captured my heart without having to lift a finger. She was bathed in the soft glow of the club, her body a canvas in a nude dress that left little to the imagination. Her figure was on full display through the soft material of her dress, the plunging neckline showcasing a tantalizing glimpse of her boobs. She sat with three other girls, her laughter captivating, her smile dazzling. The two girls next to her stared at her with an almost religious admiration. That's how beautiful Camila Colorado is.

She was going to be with Joel outside of their work environment for the first time since she signed the contract, and it made her feel giddy. She was putting on a cute black dress that stopped above her knees, cinched on her waist, and flared from that point down. She paired it with a pair of strapped nude heels and a nude beaded purse. Rina’s hair was still dyed red, and since she hadn’t had the time to change it just yet, she left it that way, slicking it back in an elegant ponytail, and leaving a few strands to frame both sides of her face.