Romans & histoires Duchess Debauchery Novel Spoiler

But for some reason, I haven't had sex with any other woman after her; it didn't feel right. I knew I was just being in my delusions; I knew that it'd be close to impossible to see her, but I couldn't help but hope. Someone knocked on my room door. It must be Lucia. I thought, “I'm in the restroom." I called out. I needed time to myself and to get rid of my erection. Still, the door opened. Maybe Lucia would drop dinner for me and leave as usual; she was the only maid allowed to do that. “Can I join you?" I spun around to see Debra without clothes, fully naked, looking at me with pleasing eyes. Her eyes glanced at my member.

"He also said he wants to teach our son how to run the company, to carry on the Blackwood family legacy." "That's enough." "Oh, and by the way," she continued, "we've started discussing wedding details. Felix wants to have it in Switzerland. It's where we first met." I stood up. "Get out." Isabella took a step back and suddenly screamed, "Ah! You pushed me!" "I didn't—" "Help! She's trying to kill my baby!" Isabella shrieked, collapsing to the floor and clutching her stomach in feigned agony. Footsteps thundered up the stairs.

His room was dimly lit by a little light box situated by the corner of the room. I heaved the duvet from my chest and tossed a questioning gaze to his body under the duvet and met his naked butt cheeks–I dropped the duvet and squeezed my eyes, feeling heat crawl up my cheeks. Did we have sex? I tried to remember but the throbbing pain in my head discouraged me from straining my brain. I raised the duvet again and my eyes traveled down his naked buttocks, which mirrored that of a sculpture. I gulped; my heart picked its pace when the urge to squeeze one of his butt cheeks filled me.

Could all this be leading to something or was she just making things up in her head? The women had turned into real gossip mongers, bringing up issues Audrey's had never heard of. Talia adjusts closer, leaning in and shuffling her chair, damaging the quiet with the violent noise "I heard the Duke finally realised his mistress had been stealing from him and threw her out" "I heard he still kept her and demanded Duchess Stephane start paying her a monthly allowance" Cordelia counters, scrunching up her nose in disgust. Dorothy's eyes widened to the size of salsas "This cannot be. The poor Duchess, she loved the Duke with all her heart" sympathy hangs off her words.

Hearing the woman's screams and the mention of 'Her Grace', General Dion finally realized his mistake and hastily lowered his sword again. From start to finish, the girl who had been threatened just smiled gently while looking at them. The girl stopped as her maid was about to put on her body for her. Furthermore, the girl even introduced herself respectfully to Princess Elle. “Sorry if I startled you, Your Highness. Then, please forgive my maid's disrespect as well. I, Duchess Alison, greet Her Highness, Princess Elle. May health and prosperity always be with you.”

He kissed so lovingly and gently, she thought he truly cared a little for her. It came crashing down in a few more weeks. She was chasing Cage through the town with a concrete plan, thinking she would finally be able to catch him. She was lured with an aphrodisiac and he almost had his way with her. The duke burst in with his guards at that moment, arresting Cage and leaving her there to deal with the effects of the aphrodisiac by herself. Her reputation then was finally ruined. Everyone in the capital began to gossip about the impotent duke and the wayward duchess. ‘This time, Cage, it is you that would be caught in my trap’

And why in the middle of the night? Henry watched his friend struggle with his thoughts. “Let’s prepare to track her right away,” Daniel ordered. “Tell Victor to only bring a handful of men.” ‘I hope she is not going to do something foolish because of what Aunt Paula told her.’ In no time, horses and dogs were prepared to track the duchess. Of course, no one in the castle knew that fact. Henry made sure that everyone thought the duke was going out hunting. After a couple of hours of chasing behind the hounds, Daniel could clearly guess where his wife went.

He found it hard to explain it to her or to anyone out loud, so he simply handed the book to her. "What is it?" She glanced uncertainly at the notebook in his hand. "My mother's diary." She was puzzled, but she took the notebook anyway. Somehow she understood that it was too difficult for him to tell the tale in his own words. Once she opened the first page, a neat, feminine script greeted her, and she was drawn in from the first sentence. Soon she was absorbed in the innermost thoughts of the former duchess, growing more and more curious about the little secret she'd mentioned repeatedly in the first few pages, until she encountered a passage that contained a graphic, explicit description o

Little did she know, she once again stepped into Deborah’s trap. Deborah went up to Darcy and stared at her coldly. “Darcy, how dare you say that in my face? Do you know how much I’ve been through while I was taken away? It was all because of you and that stupid husband!” Back at Mountain Dew Estate, Deborah ordered someone to drug Darcy but her evil plan backfired on her, causing her to be raped by three stinky thugs for the entire night. She tried to accuse Darcy but she was arrested.

Cassie Harris will do anything to save her sick son. When a stranger offers her a live-in job at Duke Freniere’s mansion, it feels like a miracle. It isn’t. Duke didn’t hire a maid. He bought a sex slave. The moment she steps inside, her body and freedom belong to him. And he’s not the only one who wants her. Another man has already claimed her in his mind, and he has no plans to share. Trapped between two powerful men who both refuse to let her go, Cassie learns that survival comes at a brutal price. Content warning: polygamy, explicit scenes, non-consent, abuse, power imbalance, and dark themes.