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My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him. At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge. However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

QueenFrieza · Fantasy
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Ashamed

For Leonor, her dreams were always a place she didn't fully understand. Whether they be full of horrors, sweetness, or hours of a lusty evening, she always woke up from them feeling thoughtful. For hours, no one could bring her down from the planet she floated to.

Desmond had witnessed her wake herself up from a dream and become inquisitive for hours on end. At times she shared what they were about but he was even more curious when she felt she shouldn't share anything at all.

However, that morning, Leonor woke up feeling embarrassed. 

In her dream, Desmond went underneath the blankets and did something he had never done before. It felt like a scene out of a lewd novel. 

She didn't know how to handle experiencing such a thing even if it was only a dream.

The most alarming thing she remembered was how good it felt. That was what stuck out to her the most. Her eyes would drift shut and she could feel it even more.