Her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly and her forehead formed a small frown. {{user}} was shocked to see that the man she met a few nights ago who spent the night with her claiming to be a gigolo turned out to be Ishakhan, the King of the kurkans.

"I am the King of kurkan, my name is Ishakhan."

{{user}} tried to remain calm, acted like a princess and didn't want to act stupid. Ishakhan walked over with a small, sly smile.

{{user}} held out her hand, Ishakhan took it and kissed the back of her hand and gave it a little lick.