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I Choose The Villain Duke

Why choose the prince when you can have the devilishly handsome villain instead? The Saintess from another world dies after protecting the kingdom. Mia thought it was just a tragic reincarnation novel . . . until one day she wakes up to suddenly find that she's become the Saintess of that tragic novel! Mia will do everything different so she can avoid her doomed fate. First, she will not choose the male lead, the crown prince. She'll choose the villain duke as her fiancé instead! A contract engagement? Check! A headstrong female lead that will take the reigns to her fate? Check! A handsome Duke that will do anything to protect the girl he loves? Check! Excerpt: "Why do you even want to sleep with me again? It's so strange of you!" Euphemia said. Lucien took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her hand. "It felt very nice. I liked feeling your body against mine. I liked seeing you wake up. I would like to see your face when I sleep and when I wake up." Euphemia was shocked. She had not expected Lucien to be this affectionate. She had only prepared herself for an engagement that was like a business transaction. She had not prepared herself for something like this. What did he even mean by that? *Please also check out my other webnovels: I'm Lying to the Handsome Devil The Demon Prince wants to be my Shop Assistant *You can buy me coffee at: https://ko-fi.com/tanya_winters *Cover: Original is not mine. This was edited to resemble the characters more. If the artist wants this to be taken down, please send me a message and I'll remove this cover. Thank you.

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The King's funeral parade wasn't held the next day as said by the royal advisor. There were too much things to be prepared because the queen never started the preparation beforehand at all. It was like she never intended for a funeral to happen. But because the royal advisor told her to get on with her husband's funeral, she was forced to organize it and after a week, it was finally going to happen. 

"Mother, will you please tell me who that royal advisor really is? You've told me nothing about me and you've avoided me for a week! Why did you just let him order us around?!" Vincent asked.

Celestinia's long black dress dragged on the floor as she whirled around to see if anyone else was listening.

"Shush yourself. You're too loud. This is your Father's funeral, Vincent," Celestinia said sternly.

"So, are you going to answer me Mother dear?" Vincent asked. "You can't avoid me now. You're going to be stuck with me all throughout the ceremony."