All Chapters of The Duchess's Desire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Victoria's world was spinning.The cold, unforgiving walls of the room seemed to close in around her as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. The Duke had been fighting, struggling against the men who had attacked them, but the moment everything had gone dark, she was consumed by an overwhelming sense of helplessness.Now, she found herself in a dimly lit room. The air was thick, musty, and the silence was almost suffocating. The shadows in the corners of the room seemed to mock her, every creak of the floorboards echoing in the emptiness. She tried to move, but her arms were bound tightly to the chair she sat in. A wave of panic flooded through her, but she refused to let it overtake her.Stay calm. Think, Victoria. Think.Her mind raced, the events of the night flashing through her thoughts like a haunting memory. She’d been kidnapped again—this time, by the very people who had been pulling the strings from the shadows all along. Lord Thomas, the Duke, the lies, the man

Victoria’s breath hitched as Lord Thomas stepped further into the room, his presence suffocating. The moment she saw him, every ounce of freedom she’d felt when she chose Sebastian slipped through her fingers like water. The room seemed to close in on her, the walls pressing tighter with every second that passed.“You made a mistake, Victoria,” Lord Thomas said, his voice calm, controlled, but underneath it lay a threat she could taste. He took slow, deliberate steps toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. “You think you can run from me, from what you owe me? You think you can escape all of this by choosing Sebastian?”Victoria’s heart raced, her chest tight with fear. She forced herself to stand tall, despite the overwhelming dread pooling in her gut. “I’m not running from anything,” she said, her voice steady despite the chaos swirling inside her. “I’m making a choice. And I won’t apologize for it.”Lord Thomas’s lips curled into a smirk, a smile full of malice. “You really believe

The sound of the door closing echoed in the silence that had descended upon the room. The tension was thick, almost palpable, and Victoria could feel the weight of it pressing down on her chest. It felt as if the walls of the room were closing in, pushing her into a corner where there was nowhere to run.Olivia stood near the door, her posture still rigid and commanding, her eyes scanning the room. Victoria couldn’t shake the feeling that the woman’s presence was both a blessing and a curse. She didn’t trust her entirely, but she couldn’t deny that Olivia was someone who knew how to play the game, someone who understood the danger they were in. And right now, Victoria needed that kind of understanding more than ever.Sebastian, who had remained quiet up until now, took a slow step forward, his expression unreadable. “What was that all about?” he asked, his voice tense, but there was an underlying hint of curiosity in his tone. “Charles coming here... it wasn’t just a simple visit, was

The moment Lord Thomas stepped into the room, the atmosphere shifted, heavy with the weight of unspoken tension. His presence filled the space, his eyes sharp, calculating, and dangerous. Victoria’s heart thundered in her chest, and every instinct screamed for her to run, to hide, to do anything but stand there frozen.But there was nowhere to run. Not now. Not with him in the room.Lord Thomas’s gaze swept over the room, briefly flicking to Sebastian, who stood rigid by the window, and then to Olivia, whose poker face was unreadable. Finally, his eyes landed on Victoria."Quite the scene, isn’t it?" His voice was smooth, like silk, but beneath it was a venomous edge. "I can’t say I didn’t expect it."Victoria swallowed hard, her mind racing. Every warning sign, every red flag she had ignored, suddenly came rushing back. Lord Thomas wasn’t just playing a game; he was orchestrating something far more sinister, something far beyond her understanding."Why are you here?" Victoria’s voice

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. Victoria stood near the window, her back straight, her breath shallow as the weight of Lord Thomas’ words continued to settle within her. She had known, deep down, that her life had never been her own, but now the cold, harsh reality of it all hit her like a tidal wave. She had been part of something so much larger than herself, a game in which she was no more than a pawn. And there was no way out.She turned slowly to face Lord Thomas and the Duke, both men watching her with an unsettling mixture of cold calculation and something more—something far more dangerous.“You’ve been keeping secrets from me,” Victoria said, her voice quiet but unwavering as she studied them both, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Secrets about my family... about this legacy. What exactly are you involved in, and why am I at the center of it?”Lord Thomas, who had been standing in silence for several moments, finally spoke. His voice was low, tin