The Duke's Call Girl

“Hey, you, stop right there!” “Running wouldn’t save you from us. No matter what, you’re ours for tonight, young lady.” “There is only one way out of this for you, damn it!” “Suit yourself then. The hard way it is.” *** Faced with certain death, she ran into the hands of her worst enemy, who presented himself as her savior. Tossed back to the same people she escaped from, Evangeline faced a fate more cruel than death, and then the sun finally set on her existence. She swore to make them pay. Everyone who hurt her must be burned to ashes, even the ground on which they step wouldn’t be spared. The deities heard her cries, and she was back to the night it all began. Evangeline longed to burn them all, but she knew better than to throw herself in the same fire that burned her a lifetime ago. Now, she needed to form alliances strong enough that all her enemies would go weak in the knee at the mere mention of her name. Yes. She would go as low as throwing her noble self at the feet of the most feared human in the whole of the Bovate Empire, the Duke of Memphard. Even if it meant becoming a distasteful Call Girl. Revenge is a dish best served cold. Hence, even though Duke Vincent Ferdinand is the personification of cruelty, Evangeline chose to remain a servant under his wings, rather than roam free and suffer the same cruel fate at the hands of her powerful foes. *** “Duke Vincent, please, permit me to warm your bed tonight. I do not mind anything you do to me, because I’m at your mercy. Allow me, and I’ll quench that fire that’s threatening to consume you.” Evangeline pleaded as if her whole existence depended on being in the Duke’s bed. “Hmpph! If you so wish to please me tonight, then strip and join the other dancers on stage. Show me how badly you long to be in my bed.” The duke spat icily, contempt marring his expression. Though her body trembled from sheer horror at what her fate might be, she braced herself and lifted the veil off her face, then the rope that held her overcoat was let loose with her slender crafted hands…