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She scoffs, wrinkling her cute little nose, her thick freckles swaying back and forth.

I know that already. I’m saying, how do you get a nickname like Navigation from a name as beautiful as Nakoa?

It’s the name I chose. After losing my family and especially my brother it hurt too much to go by my real name so I told them to call me Nakoa.

I hold out the compass and she takes it into her hands, slowly, turning it over and gasping as she sees the inscription on the back…

You’re

Yes, the heir to Hokulani Industries, aligning paradise with your pocket.

My father…

Her voice breaks and so does my heart because unlike that jackass Raphael, I don’t blame a little girl for the sins of father. Sins I’m sure she doesn’t even know about.

How could I when I would have to blame myself back then as a little boy for the sins of my own father?

He destroyed my family, and and we were cast out to Providence to make the world’s first prison island a tourist paradise.

But the tourist trap ended up trapping us here forever.

I always knew you were the brain of the pack.

I quirk an eyebrow, amused

So you’re saying Raphael’s stupid?

No, what I’m saying is he’s more like the glue. You’re the brain and Leo….

So what does that make you?

She pauses confused by this.

The hole?

I choke on air.

For a princess, you have a very unlady like way of thinking.

She cackles

Ex Princess

You’re the heart

The intensity of her gaze shifts to my lips. Grace would never beg me to kiss her, but she is now as she leans in closer.

She’ll never beg with her words, but her body knows just the right amount of teasing to determine

One of these days, I’ll make her say the desires of her heart. She refuses to put into words.

But tonight she’ll be too busy, sucking my dick, stroking my knot with her tongue, and cradling my balls to form such pretty poetry for me.

I kiss away her tears, and then kiss her tearstained lips was vigor.

Grace is mine.

We were born to find each other.