Trapped by the Devilish King

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casting a soft glow across the spacious

m light of dawn, her delicate, fair face seemed to shimmer with a g

ened her eyes, f

liar surroundings, she froze

lended with pale pinks, giving off a cozy, soothing vibe.

t a hotel room. So wh

ertips to her temples,

end at a hotel. Then everything spiraled into one big messy misundersta

a gun on her in the elevator...

e come to

at creepy man take advantage

anic. When she saw that she was still wearing the same clothes from

Not reassured, she quickly got off

Camila finally relaxed for real. Nothi

on her face before stepping out. Just then, a k

is

u. I'm the housemaid. I bro

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open. You

ere a brand-new dress and a full set of undergarme

to prepare for you. Please feel free to get cleaned u

exactly am I? And who is this 'Mr.'

wner here. It's getting late, Madam, you should fre

hing else. Seeing that she wasn't getting any answ

d stepped int

iletries, warm towels, the works. After a quick s

ged her just right-she couldn't stop her mind from spinn

ow her size? Even the unde

he patted her cheeks, trying to shake off t

id greeted her with a polite smi

ed walking. "Did you happen to see a bag? D

th her hands to

t, ID cards, pretty much her entire life was in there. If she re

n had someone take care of your b

a quiet breat

step. The hallway was insane-expensive paintings on the walls, antique decor hanging

slender brows fur

tly was

ight before-that dangerously c

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