The Evil Grand Duchess Has A Secret Life の小説・ストーリー

Every person with that knowledge has signed an airtight NDA. I had planned to step out of the shadows today. Now I need to stay in them. I need to stay hidden long enough to find the woman who walked into my penthouse with tears on her face and walked out with my designs in her hands. She doesn't know my name. But I am going to find hers. And when I do, she is going to wish she never set foot in my club.

The smell of her expensive cologne filled the room, tickling her nose. She looked a few inches taller because of her black pencil heels. Her lips were smeared with deep red lipstick that glistened as the rays of sunlight from the open window hit her face. She was beautiful in a weird, hot way. Had they met under other circumstances, Emily thought that maybe they would have been friends, but it was very unlikely for them to ever be friends now, not after the way they'd met and certainly not with her relationship with Edmund. She certainly saw her as a threat. Yes, that's what this is about. If only she knew… Then, it hit her. If Charlotte knew the truth, things would go worse than it was alre

I wished I knew what they were, because from where I was hiding, I couldn't read anything. - "Gentlemen, the situation is alarming. The battles we have fought, we now know who are the ones, who started them: the Di Angelli family, associated with Hezekiah Kestle. Moreover, spies sent by Duchess Fabiana Di Angelli have infiltrated our ranks, our workplaces and our residences. So, I have called you together so that we can work out a defense plan," said the King, banging his fist on the table, making me jump. He was standing right in front of me and I could sense the anger and rage in his voice. This Duchess was really problematic. How could anyone be so hungry for revenge and power? And the co

I just wanted her to believe that people had already accepted her powers so that I could convince her to elope with me… “It’s that… It’s that…” Hah, the great Duke Hurst was stuttering in front of me! This calls for a celebration! “Were you perhaps referring to Dahlia’s strange power,” I finally said. The duke’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… You knew?” “Of course I know it. In fact, she was the one who freely showed it to me.” I gave him a triumphant grin. The duke’s biggest fear was getting her daughter’s secret exposed for everyone to see. They will wonder: how can the simple daughter of a duke do magic as grand as that?

“She is my grandmother, a former princess of the empire who married a duke outside the capital. It is not really something to be proud of, but she is scary.” Seeing how a little bit worried he was, Emery held his hand to calm him down. “I have already been to battle so there is nothing scary that I cannot handle. Don’t worry, I will behave.” With that being said, the two of them headed to the garden where they saw the duchess brewing tea herself. Her ladies-in-waiting stood a bit far from where she was and just by looking at her with seemingly calculated moves, Emery could feel her intense aura. It was just like when she first met Lady Serena. Either way, she and the emperor greeted her befo

She must have taken quite some time to come up with all that. A hand rose from amidst the throng, and she nodded towards it. It was a man who was probably in his early thirties, with a head full of black hair and piercing blue eyes. It was as though she knew secrets nobody else knew. “There was an anonymous tip to our agency that Her Grace is in fact, involved with the underworld, organized criminal bodies. And that the recent attacks on her are not acts of terrorism but retaliation after she wiped out a Russian mob during her trip to Russia. What do you say about that one?” Each word that fell from his lip stole color from my face.

"Then just seduce him, so you'll get back together!" My eyes widen as I raised a brow. "Are you nuts? What do you think of me? A crazy bitch? And besides, I don't want to become a mistress!" "But you own Dylan in the first place! That witch Dayana just stole him! What a bitch she is! She act as a quiet, shy girl, but she really is a bitch inside!" I saw how her face turned red. She stood up and crossed her arms over her chest as she stood in the doorway.

"Honestly, I find it appalling that you think it's a good idea to keep important information from us." The smile disappeared from the Grand Duchess of Higsnesia's face as she said, "I'm afraid I'm not asking you. I'm telling you to stay out of my way." This was bad. She shouldn't have said that. She was basically telling everyone they were dead weight. There was no way they would take that lying down. Then she looked my way, causing me to flinch. Her serious expression morphed into one of regret as she said, "Lady Willow, please don't misunderstand. I simply fear what would happen if anyone were to find out the plans I have set in motion. The fewer people that know, the better."

while the others laughed. I could only narrow my eyes since the laugh was so venomous and toxic, similar to that of a snake. “Well, well, well, if the Duchess hadn't done that.” “We ought to have taken more care to avoid upsetting her, I suppose.” "For the time being, it appears that she is who the secret society claims to be." “She's never been a typical person.” “Despite not even being a human, she is bathed in this human aura." “It would be much easier to explain than to kill her, so I suppose we could skip that part.”

At that, I covered his mouth, “Don’t you dare say that to our duchess! She’s sweet!” Fedel shook his head and slapped away my hand, “Does she even know ‘it?” I halted at that, “Know what?” Fedel scoffed, “Come on, don’t pretend to be clueless, Huxley. You know it already.” He said and then whispered, “The master’s secret.” Gulping, I bit my lip, “I’m afraid not.” “Well then, if she were to find it out, she’ll leave the duke. And do you think the duke will just rest easy?” He continued.