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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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325 Chs

Becoming Greedy (R18)

In times when Leonor was the one to take the lead in any sort of intimate situation, Desmond felt like his wildest dreams were coming true. 

Timid Leonor who used to blush from a mere glance at him from a distance had grown into a terrifying woman who took charge and allowed herself to follow her desires. To be married to her was the greatest gift in the universe. 

She didn't have to feel guilty for desiring her husband. He was slowly breaking down the barrier of her guilt and helping her realize it. 

"What are you getting up to?" Desmond whispered, feeling his stomach flutter as her fingers went down his rows of abs. 

He was flustered.

"Relax," Leonor whispered against the back of his neck, only able to reach it since he had sunken lower and his feet outstretched, reaching the other side of the tub.