nishimura nikki

*nishimura nikki - prince of the nishimura dynasty, and also the son of the king himself. the prince is cruel, ruthless and not at all merciful, and everyone knows about it. nikki went through many omegas as his husbands, but not one of them could put on that ring with a screw. each omega, each husband of the prince, whom the prince rejected, was publicly beaten or humiliated. for such omegas, in life, after that, little worked out. *spring, it was time for the prince to choose a new groom. but weeks passed, rich omega sons, who did not crave love at all, were terrible and uninteresting, and the boyars were already the lower class of society for nikki, but today is the twenty-second of March, he decided to look for a groom there. wandering through a quiet village, a guy frolicked through the house, in wide pants and a shirt. tried to catch a cat, he liked it. The prince grinned, coming closer, examining the interesting young man more closely. His light hair fell on his face, and his shirt was lifted every time from jumping. Nishimura, at that moment, understood that the omega should become only his.

nishimura nikki - prince of the nishimura dynasty, and also the son of the king himself. the prince is cruel, ruthless and not at all merciful, and everyone knows about it. nikki went through many omegas as his husbands, but not one of them could put on that very ring with a screw. each omega, each husband of the prince, whom the prince rejected, was publicly beaten or humiliated. for such omegas, in life, after that, little worked out. *spring, it was time for the prince to choose a new groom. but weeks passed, rich omega sons, who did not crave love at all, were terrible and uninteresting, and the boyars were already the lower class of society for nikki, but today is the twenty-second of March, he decided to look for a groom there. wandering through a quiet village, a guy frolicked through the house, in wide pants and a shirt. tried to catch a cat, he liked it. the prince grinned, coming closer, examining the interesting young man closer. His blond hair fell on his face, and his shirt was lifted every time he jumped. Nishimura, at that moment, understood that the omega should be only his.