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Become The Duke's Wife Or Die

Waking up to find a naked man sleeping beside her is a common thing. Life is an adventure, as well as an area for fun, so she will make the most effort in it. But what would happen if a morning she found Duke Kleochard, the most ruthless duke who liked to execute people, sleeping beside her? “Holy crab, did I just spend the first night with Duke Kleo?” she, Lyra, said nervous and scared. “Didn't he just execute a maid of his palace for accidentally touching his body in a fall? Then what will he do to me if he wakes up and finds me sleeping beside him? No! I have to run!” But before her feet could reach on the floor, a hand grabbed her slender arm, followed by a heavy, pagan alto. "Where are you going, Miss?" It's Duke Kleo. “You have to take responsibility after taking my first night.” "Don't kill me! Don't kill me, My Lord!" she pleaded. "I still want to live." "I will not kill you as long as you want to be my wife. But if you refuse it then you must die." "No!" Shook her head quickly. “I cannot be your wife, My Lord. I don't want to get married. I beg for your forgiveness.” "Then do you want to die?" he asked, giving her a cold, hideous look. This is a story about a girl who loves having one night with many men, with a man who doesn't even have a single woman in his life. How will their story end? ***

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Call Me And I Will Come To You

Her stomach was concave like a niche, gasping for air.  Her voice trembled as she fought two opposing feelings, namely the feeling of longing and rejection.  The occasionally puffy blanket, hiding his hand under it, on top of her pajama, lingered on her folds.

  "Ple-please!"  She pleaded, breathed a sigh of relief after he freed her from this sweet torment.

  Duke Kleo's eyes locked Lyra's figure who was reddened with embarrassment while absorbing her boundless beauty.  Now he shifted his body to sit on the bed, closer to her.  "I want us to start over from the beginning, our relationship," he said seriously.  "And I want you to keep your heart open to me."

  'He's pressuring me again,' she thought helplessly.