- Her Evil Prince
Her cheeks were beautifully huing. Her eyes were down, as she was buttoning his shirt.
A smirk was playing over his lips as he was staring at her coloured cheeks. His arms were wrapped around her waist. They both helped each other in wearing their clothes after their hot passionate session.
Arzal tucked a strand of hair away from her face and then kissed her ear.
"Say it again, please,"
She blushed more badly, hearing him whispering that thing again to her. That was like more than 50 times, he was requesting her to take his name but this time she shook her head.
"No,"
"And why's that?" He husked in her ear.
"Because your name is not good," She replied, flushed.
"Really? After moaning and screaming that name for almost 2 hours, you're saying it's not good? Very ba
