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Camery Valatieri - The woman pouted playfully at him, a soft smile tugging at her lips in response to his words. She let her hands fall gently onto his chest, leaning in slightly, as if her weight were an afterthought. "Oh, I remember that, babe," she murmured, her fingers tracing the firm lines of his abs. A mischievous grin tugged at her lips when he claimed he could look at her all day. "Could you now?" she teased, her voice lowering, almost sultry. "Can you even imagine the view I have?" she hummed, her fingers following the contours of his body with a deliberate slowness. When he asked what she remembered, she tilted her head, humming as she thought. "Well, I remember you storming off," she said, her tone playful yet soft, as if carefully choosing her words to avoid any more tension. "And going to the ball... though, truth be told, I don't remember much of it," she giggled lightly. Then, her expression shifted slightly, a thoughtful look crossing her features. "I remember you telling me I couldn’t fuck with anyone else... and everything after that," she mused, her voice gentle, almost wistful as her gaze lingered on him. She watched him for a moment, captivated by the softness of his smile. "Even your smile is perfect," she whispered, her words almost a secret between them. She sighed with relief when he mentioned the maid bringing food. "Well then," she chuckled lightly, her tone brightening. "I suppose all that’s left for me today is to put some clothes on." |
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Edited at March 31, 2026 08:45 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery Valatieri - The woman tilted her head at his suggestion, a small, amused roll of her eyes betraying her thoughts. It had all happened so quickly, and though she had upset him more than she had intended, she couldn’t deny that she cared for him. It stung, the realization that they would never truly be together, not with the divide that separated them socially. But still, behind closed doors, she could be his. In those moments, she could touch him where she pleased, and he could watch her for as long as he desired. The memory of his hands on her skin lingered, warm and vivid, from the night before. "That could work," she mused, her voice light with thought. "Only... she might get a bit suspicious when she sees my bodyguard—the one who’s always standing grumpily in the corner—suddenly in my bed," she added softly, a playful gleam in her eyes. |
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Edited at March 31, 2026 08:45 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery Valatieri - Camery raised a brow at him, her curiosity piqued, and a light chuckle escaped her lips, the sound warm and teasing. "I never said a lot," she retorted, her voice full of playful defiance. "And the ones I do get with, hun," she continued, her eyes glimmering with mischief as she gave him a once-over, "haven't exactly been people who've worked for me." She paused, her gaze drifting over him, studying him for a moment with a hint of amusement. "We're talking princes, lords..." she trailed off, her lips curling into a sly smile before shooting him a playful glare. "Now you're making me feel like a whore," she huffed, the words laced with mock indignation, though her tone remained light and genuinely amused. It wasn’t entirely untrue, she mused privately. After all, it wasn’t exactly difficult to find her way into someone’s bed—especially if you had enough alcohol and a bit of charm to offer. The thought lingered in her mind for a moment, but she shook it off, not liking where it led her. "And these guys, well," she continued, her voice lighter now, almost thoughtful, "they certainly aren't still in my bed by the time breakfast rolls around." She shrugged, as if the matter were of little consequence, though her eyes softened slightly as she let the words hang in the air. It was a strange sort of amusement, mixed with a sense of detachment, as if the fleeting encounters were nothing more than background noise in a life filled with other, more significant things. |
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Edited at March 31, 2026 08:45 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery Valatieri - Camery rolled her eyes at him, a soft chuckle escaping her lips as she let out a playful sigh. "Not old, really... just guys who inherited titles young," she mused, her voice light, a subtle pout forming on her lips as she spoke. "It’s good for the kingdom," she added thoughtfully, though the words felt more like an afterthought as her mind drifted momentarily. "Speaking of bare asses," she began with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her tone shifting, "get your hands off mine." She gave him a teasing look before hopping out of bed, quickly pulling on her dressing gown, a bit of modesty reclaiming her as she prepared for the maid’s arrival. She made her way to the edge of the bed, bending down to grab the suit from the floor. Her fingers slid over the fabric as she held it up, pulling the black tie from it with a deliberate, almost absent-minded grace. Just as she was about to slip into a moment of her own thoughts, there came a soft knock on the door, followed by the maid entering. The woman froze for just a moment, her gaze flicking between the two of them, and Camery flashed her a sheepish smile, hoping her carefree expression would put the maid at ease. The maid didn’t linger, though, quickly placing the tray down and retreating swiftly, clearly eager to avoid any further awkwardness. Camery let out a soft breath, her eyes lingering on the door as it closed behind the maid, before she went over to lock it. She returned to the side of the bed, sitting down with an air of calm, and gently looped the black tie around Kai's bare neck. "You know," she mused softly, her fingers tightening the fabric just enough to pull him in closer, her voice almost a whisper, "I can’t even remember you in your suit." She tugged the tie lightly, the subtle motion sending a charged tension between them as she studied him, the smile playing at the corners of her lips. |
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Edited at March 31, 2026 08:45 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery Valatieri - The woman couldn’t help but wince as the maid stepped into the room, only to be met with the sight of her bodyguard, completely naked, standing right in the middle of her path. Camery’s eyes immediately darted to him, catching the quick, 'told you so' glance he threw her way. She felt her cheeks flush, a mix of embarrassment and disbelief, but she quickly huffed out a breath to mask it, the edges of her lips curving into a teasing smile. "Malakai," she said, her voice light, but carrying a hint of amusement. "I think you wanted her to see you naked." Her words hung in the air, playful and mischievous as she watched him pull on his boxers. Her pout deepened as she crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing in mock frustration. "Who said you could put those on?" she huffed, her fingers snaking through the tie around his neck, giving it a small tug to pull him closer. She looked at him for a moment, her head tilting slightly as she considered him, clearly lost in thought. Her hands ran down his torsoe, along his v-lines and eventually into his boxers. "I dunno, babe. I think you're already wearing too much," she mused lightly, her tone sultry. |
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