To Marry a Monster
Let’s see those sovereign smiles, gentlemen!
Flushed with an intense, burning embarrassment, I forced my rigid jaw into a stiff, professional smile.
“Your structure looks exceptionally regal when you permit your lips to soften, Master Chika,” Driscoll remarked. Glancing through the high-definition lens, the old beta couldn't help but chuckle at the severe, lethal scowl settling onto the Prime Alpha’s face. “Come now, Alpha King, a slight modification to your mouth, please.”
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