𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 - 𝗱.𝗺
"You look gorgeous, my Princess," he whispered in her ear as their bodies moved to the music. His Princess. 'My Princess.' His Princess. She didn't know if it was the alcohol in her system, but she could've sworn she felt butterflies in her stomach. "I know," she breathed. His hands slid down to her ass, tugging...
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