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Lady Vivanna Pursioe Rorei, Duchess of Portburgh. -OH MY GOD! I AM THE VILLAIN OF THE STORY!!-

The Duke's sister laughed and waved her friend away, "Oh please. Do you know who we speak of? A simpleton. A normal resident dragged in yesterday as a thief. My brother would have nothing to do with that sort of a lady." "A thief!" Elizabeth asked rather surprised. She expected everything but that. Anna rolled her eyes and continued, "Oh yes! And besides, look at you. I'd trade anything to get those eyes of yours. Your hair is a different story altogether." With a smile, she patted her friend and concluded, "Philip will be mad to pick her over you." *** The Duke seemed confused and afraid at the same time, his head braced upon his large desk. He hit it one last time with a fist just before h

We were acutely aware of time and that the next whinnying carriage to arrive could well contain the Duke. “My sister has formed an attachment to your brother. He…he was rather cruel and has no intent on marrying her.” She sounded smaller, less confident as she confided her woes. Repeating how he had spoken to her I felt a new wave of anger boiling over. “He knows I have finished helping him. I think he is trying to force my hand. By threatening a spectacle he thinks I will continue to finance his gambling.”

["It looks like my dear sister-in-law likes the rich man. Is this why you wanted to get shares so badly to become rich? Are you trying to satisfy her? But alas! brother! Your wife doesn't just want a rich man, she wants a handsome man. Not a crippled and ugly person like you. The wife you were so proud of I think she will leave you very soon for some rich man. I suggest you to keep your eyes on her because if you don't keep an eye on your wife, one day she will be gone right under your nose and you can't do anything about it." Reading the message Duke clenched his fists in anger. His heart began to feel uncomfortable, and his face darkened. Mr. Grey saw Duke's aura turned murderous all of a

"Marissa has always been the more emotionally intelligent of the two sisters, so is it any surprise that her parents love her more? Now that she's gotten herself such an extraordinary boyfriend, how could Yelena possibly compare?" Our neighbors were gossiping madly, their tones dripping with envy. Dad and Mom smiled proudly at their words, just like they had in my previous life. Meanwhile, Marissa threw me a smug smile, completely missing how Xander frowned when he looked down and saw her. Subsequently, Xander took Marissa on a date in his sports car, and the crowd could only watch enviously. Dad and Mom puffed out their chests proudly. "See that? Our dear Marissa was born to be a princess,

It would be a shame if the Duke of Belikov, cousin to the current queen did not know anything about his fellow lords, Higher Court or Lesser Gentry. He was navigating Msallste Square with ease as he was looking around to make sure that he was on the right track to find the estate that Becca's oldest sister would be residing. If he did not know any better, Niklaus would say that Becca was agitated to meet her sister. Was it because it has been a long time, not thinking about the time that her sister came to their estate as a surprise for her? Or was Becca felt like she cannot face her sister without saying anything about the secret that she now held till the end of her life?

"Duchess Ashleigh of Oblivion. I had no idea you would be our welcome party." The duchess laughed, "It has been quite an adventure. My brother thought I was quite insane to set out on this journey this morning, but I hope he realizes now it was not as crazy as it sounded." Ashleigh looked at the well-dressed, slightly younger man to her left. "May I present Duke Fedelmid, my little brother, and recent recipient of Ravenna's land and title." Fedelmid bowed, "It is an honor Your Majesty. And yes, when my sister said she had been talking to the water, I thought she had lost her mind. She is always surprising me."

Hours later. "How did you get in here?" My brother asked rising from his bed. "Get on your knees or turn the kingdom over peacefully," I offered. "What is the meaning of this? I would never place MY kingdom in the hands of a two-timing, backstabbing, murderer!" He growled. "PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" Esmerelda begged. "You're even prettier than I remember," the Duke said caressing her cheek. "DON'T TOUCH HER!" my brother, Edwin ferociously growled trying to attack the Duke. "VINCENT! Look at me! What you are doing is treason! You just know you can stop this. What would your parents think when they return from holiday? Please! Please listen to me!" Esmerelda begged. "Nothing you say is going to w

“I don’t get you. Insolent how? What are you on about?” “When your sister showed me that video of you online, abruptly pulling that Sebastian into a kiss, I knew at once that we were loosing you. Meanwhile Duke Sanchez from Luxembourg has eyed you as the perfect suitor for her precious daughter. Thanks to your sister who reminded me of that, all I had to do was pick up my phone and accept the betrothal offer.” She shrugged, a side smirk on her face. My sister reminded her. Of course she did. That little wench.

Part One: Gwendolyn The Duke looked up as his sister-in-law came in, his brother in tow. He groaned, knowing fully well why they were there. "I'm not giving up on you!" His sister-in-law began, hands on her hips. "At least meet her once, you will surely like her." The Duke's eyes fell on his brother. His brother only shrugged, letting him know that it's all his wife's idea. "Martha..." "You don't even have to mention your title to her, she will love you no matter what. Trust me, she is the best girl for you." She interrupted him, pleading earnestly. He sighed, no matter how many times he refuses, she won't give it up.