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But by the time she came to know of his hidden agenda, it was already too late. And in all this drama, Mirabel who was playing the role of Patricia was the sworn-to-be devoted maid of Lady Penelope who stood at the center of sending and delivering messages between the two. At the end of the story, the Duke found out about everything that has been transpiring with his wife and the noble, Mr. Rodriguez, he was pissed and angry with this, as the rule may have it. The Duchess was to be killed by being buried alive for having an affair outside her marriage and while the man she was cheating with was to be slaughtered in the town square.

Time to remind Duchess exactly why she used to call me Master. ~~~~~ We moved through her gothic mansion like shadows. No one dared stop us. Baron and I went straight to her bedroom. The scene that greeted us was exactly what I expected. Duchess sprawled naked on her massive bed, lost in pleasure. Two men were kissing and groping her tïts while a third had his face buried between her thighs, eating her püssy loudly. “Get out,” I said firmly. All three men froze, then scrambled off the bed and out of the room without a single word.

But I kept still, letting him drift off, my thoughts on the clock ticking towards midnight. When his snores filled the room, I eased away, heart pounding with the thrill of double deception. The manor was a labyrinth of shadows, creaking floorboards my only company as I padded down the hall in nothing but a thin nightie that barely skimmed my thighs. Richard's suite was at the far end, the door slightly ajar—his invitation, silent and commanding. I pushed it open, slipping inside, the scent of his aftershave and aged whiskey wrapping around me like a vice.

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

Two maids pull me over and make me lie on my stomach, the process is repeated and I yelp, jumping up from the cushion and a few maids find it hard to stifle their laughs. "Don't worry, dear," the Duchess says in the most sarcastic voice I've heard. "It will be over quickly. She nods towards a maid who walks to me and pulls me by the hand. She lies me on the cushion and asks me to part my legs. Blood runs up my neck and my pulse quickens. I've never been this exposed to a stranger. She spreads the hot molten all over my female part making sure to cover everything, I suppress the yelp and grab a fistful of cushion as I flinch in pain.

As James stood up to go lock the door, Laurie quickly stood up, ran to him and gave him a warm hug from behind and said "I love you so much, James, I really do love you, I'm so sorry for what happened the other day and I'm ready for anything you want me to do." James smiled deceitfully because he knows that he has made Laurie so weak and foolish that she can't think straight again. Then he turned to face her and said, it's okay, Laurie! He kissed her and carried her in his arms to his bedroom. He undressed her gradually and immediately he laid with her.

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

Her eyes filled with terror. "Where am I? Who am I," She curled up in the fetal position. "I suppose I am up," Warren approached Duchess at a slow and steady rate, "Your name is Duchess, and you died a day ago. We bought you to Tsonoqua to bring you back to life. What do you remember?" Duchess held her head, "I remember a strange powder, and getting sick, and then nothing," Duchess saw the raven woman, "I remember you, we were supposed to take a journey, right?"

"You think a few lucky guesses and some outrageous behavior makes you special? You're still just the same pathetic, insecure little girl you've always been." Deja tilted her head. Her smile faded. "And yet, here you are. Still pressed. Still obsessed. Still throwing shade like it's your only personality trait." "You bitch!" Dominique snarled, her composure finally breaking completely. In one fluid motion, she flung the contents of her champagne glass directly at Deja's face. Deja braced for the splash. Welp, here come the headlines: Black Girl Drowns in Brut Champagne at Bougie Gala.

Suddenly, the duchess spoke, "I know that it's a hard thing to grant but before I leave the capital and have a treatment somewhere, I wante dto see him with you as his partner once again just like on your debutante. The truth is, I don't want to push this one to you but I just really wanted to see you two together but if it's really troublesome, then please just refuse my request" she said and sniffed her nose a bit. There was a slight tear on her face and looking at it, she really looks pitiful. I never read a part on the novel that the duchess got sick so I was surprised and confused about it for a moment. Did the author perhaps didn't include this as well? Well maybe. Just like the duche