The Royal Treat

The Royal Treat

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Just the thought of it, makes her cheeks blush, then her finger reaches towards the bottom of her lip to touch where he left his mark, a kiss. "...he's...j-just..." Koemi said under her breath because she is fueling like a ball of fire growing bigger from the thought of his cocky smirk, the arrogant laugh, the physical touch of him and the sight of his pretty yet ugly face is enough to piss her off once more. "...can't be..." She continues to say out loud making sure everyone around her hears the personal opinion. "...a Prince because he's a first class...pervert!!" Art work and Story by: Kiatoukaysy **Note** There is adult humor and stuff in this story...and references to clubbing, drinking, some scenes that I consider or think the rating should be...rated R...Thanks :) **Please understand any names, places, are just fictional and not met to represent someone, a location or anything** Thank you ^^ **Please forgive me for any grammar, wordiness and if stuff makes no sense T^T** When you reread, reedit, and change...make constant changes...and read it again...your eyes will get dizzy (@___@)
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Excerpt: "I hate you! I scream walking backwards. "No you don't mami." he replies smirking and walking towards me. "Don't call me that." I say. Him calling me mami just does somethings to me. As I say this I hit the wall behind me. Crap I think. Trapping me against the wall he asks, "don't call you want mami, mami?" His cool breath fanning my face and that oh so familiar smirk stretches his. Weakly I reply, "I hate you Juan Manuel." "So who do you love then, that little boy from school." he ask kissing my cheek. Thinking it will make him jealous I agree. "Yeah that him. thats who I love. But it doesn't make him jealous, instead it makes him chuckle. "Wrong novio, you love me, just as I love you." With that he slowly grabs me by my waist, pulls me towards him and kisses me deeply and passionately. And not one moment do I fight the kiss or try to correct him. Because the words that escaped his month were nothing but the truth. Love stories in a love story.

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