Amatory
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  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Jun 21, 2022
Mature
Dominic is Liana's new bodyguard. He's gorgeous, 6'5 ft tall, and he's hot however on his first day, he fails to protect Liana. She avoids all talks with him for weeks, when he tries to communicate she cuts him off. Will Liana break out and forgive him? 

"I apologize your highness, I was out of line." his deep, rough voice said. She shook her head and set for a leave. When he grabbed her hand and aggressively pulled her back. "I apologized, doesn't mean you get to fucking walk out on me." "Mind your language." she glared at him. He pushed her closer to his heated body. Until they were touching, chest to chest. He gripped her waist and leaned down to match her ear level. "Principessa, non mi sembra educato. Why don't we try that again?" he smirked and looked into her eyes, she caught a hold of his tie and pulled him closer. She tiptoed to match his height before stopping by his ear, she whispered "Non mi piaci così vaffanculo alla 'mia piccola guardia del corpo' " she moved away from him and then said "We won't start again, you got off already. Deal with it or I tell Daddy about you and her." 


È la regalità but with a twist.
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