Only for his eyes

Only for his eyes

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Rosella Valaria is the youngest princess of the human kingdom. She is the definition of innocence. She is kind ,sweet ,caring ,and has a heart of gold. Vladimir Xerxes is the oldest prince of the demon kingdom. He is the definition of cruel ,ruthless ,heartless ,and has no heart. Blindfolded That's what's happening right now. I'm blindfolded with his hands on my waist leading me to the right place. I can feel his hot warm breath fanning my neck and his his rock hard chest behind my back. "Can I get the blindfold off yet?"I asked in a soft voice. "Just wait for a little more my beautiful rose were almost there" I heard his dark deep rough voice say in my ear . After a little while of walking he stoped and said in a whisper "are you ready my rose" "Yes"I said in a soft sweet voice. He took off my blindfold and that's when it hit me. In the middle of hell stood a garden of Roses 🥀 "I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels but for the way she silenced my Demons."
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