Doll
  • WpView
    Reads 122
  • WpVote
    Votes 7
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing26m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Mar 24, 2024
"That shirt's tight." He growled. You ignored Jongin and continued playing with your food. You just lost interest in everything at the moment. You yelped as you felt a hand rub against your thighs. "What's wrong dear?" Jongin's mother asked. "Oh, nothing. I just remembered something." You made an excuse. Nodding they went back to their conversations and you tried glared up at Jongin. "What are you doing?" You asked your teeth clenching. "Oh I don't know. Is it bad to touch the soft skin of my wife?" He smirked, his hands going further.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣 • 𝙈𝙖𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣
  • when love find its way
  • double fantasy- macklin celebrini
  • [𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄] Wednesday
  • SECRET OF US, ˢᵗᵉᵛᵉ ʰᵃʳʳⁱⁿᵍᵗᵒⁿ
  • Pls Love GL Thaï Fanfiction
  • Stuck in a Mafia Romance
  • How Much Longer? - The Pitt
  • QUAD SECRETS, Ilia Malinin

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines