All Chapters of Duke Damian, The Duchess Wants a Divorce!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Madam!""Madam!"The screams echoed from below. Every eye was fixed on the castle’s highest tower, where a woman in a blood-stained white gown stood precariously on the edge.Selene Moreau Leventis was the Duchess of Leventis. She was a woman known for her quiet, submissive nature. But now, she was standing in the most dangerous of places. The guards behind her moved with agonizing caution, fearing that a single misplaced step would send her plunging into the abyss.She broke down, her sobs clear and heart-wrenching. Selene clutched her aching abdomen. She had just suffered her fifth miscarriage. But this time, she knew the truth, it wasn't due to illness or the fragility of her body. It was the calculated work of her own husband, a man who refused to let her bear his heirs."Selene!" a deep voice commanded from behind. It was Damian, the Duke. Her husband.Selene heard him, but she refused to turn around. Her disillusionment ran too deep."Is this another trick to get my atten

Outside, the sound of horse hooves faded away. Inside, Selene stood tall in the center of her room, looking as though she had just nailed her resolve to the very walls of her heart.From this day forward, her marriage was no longer a prison but a battlefield.She sank onto the cold surface of the bed. Her lips trembled, her voice barely a sliver of a whisper. "...What did I do wrong?"For five years, she lived as the Duchess of Leventis. Five years of pouring every ounce of her soul into the role. She had never been idle; she studied, she managed the estate, she prepared, and she served. She ensured every one of her husband’s needs was met—from the food on his table to the administration of his lands. She had done it all for one thing, recognition. And her reward was empty stares and icy words. Most cruelly of all, every life she carried... was snatched away by the hands of her own husband.Damian hadn't just rejected her as a wife—he had systematically destroyed her chance to be a

The air in the dining room turned to ice. Selene's words fell with a chilling finality, leaving Vivian deathly pale and Damian stunned, as if he were only now seeing his wife for the first time."This… this isn't like you," Damian stammered.Selene offered a thin smile—a curve of the lips that never reached her eyes. "I'm simply surprised you've only just started paying attention."Vivian cut in sharply, her voice pitching high with agitation. "Have you no shame, speaking such things?"Selene's gaze remained flat, piercing straight through her cousin. "I am merely adapting to the two of you. Why does it disturb you so much?"Panic flared in Vivian's eyes as she stood abruptly and fled the room. Without a moment's hesitation, Damian followed, leaving Selene alone at the long, hollow table.Selene took a long, stabilizing breath and smiled coldly. Finally, she could enjoy her meal without the presence of the two sinners."Ivan," Selene called out after finishing her final bite, ca

The morning felt surreal to Selene. It was rare for Damian to be in the castle during breakfast, let alone sitting across from her at the dining table. Usually, if he were home at all, he remained sequestered in his study or his private chambers. Selene had long since stopped trying to bridge the distance; she realized that anything she did was merely an irritation to him. The scars on her heart now held her back, keeping her from reaching out."…Grandmother and Mother will be arriving later," Damian said, placing his spoon down.Selene looked at him briefly. "Did you inform them that I am still in recovery?""That is exactly why they wish to see you," Damian replied calmly.Selene took a breath and nodded. "Very well."Silence hung in the air for a moment before Damian spoke again."I will be sleeping in your room tonight."Selene froze. Her heart rebelled against the idea. She was terrified that if she let him close, her resolve would weaken and her plans to escape would vanis

Odette's tone was so furious that Damian could only stand there in paralyzed silence. He could not bring himself to defy his mother, a woman he deeply respected."What a curse, to have a son as foolish as you!" Odette barked one last time before sweeping out of the room, leaving Damian alone with his grandmother.Eliza let out a weary sigh. "I agree with your mother regarding this matter. You should not have allowed things to come to this," she said softly."Grandmother..." Damian started.She looked at him. "One cannot force the heart to feel what it does not," Damian argued, his voice low.Eliza smiled, nodding slowly. "Perhaps. But one day, you will realize, it is far better to be loved with a whole heart than to love a person who is false."The words pierced through Damian's defenses. He knew his grandmother was right—there was a fundamental difference between Selene and Vivian that he had spent years trying to ignore. Finally, Eliza turned and left him to his solitary thou