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The Fake Heiress and Deceitful Duke

Abigail Florence only wanted a good job when her mother became sick, hoping that she would be of help for the family and save her mother from the rage of her father. But she was caught by a wicked and crazy nobleman and was forced into an unlikely partnership of marriage in exchange of wealth and power she could never fathom. What else could go wrong? When Dion Burke had visited the small bar in the Grothem town after his carriage suffered an accident, he had cursed his luck. But who would have thought that goddess was blessing him with treasure. The previous duke had died with no blood children but the position and all the wealth was still left for the lost daughter and her.. Husband. So when Dion found the woman living as guttersnipe, a strange and wicked plan took place in an instant. He would claim power and wealth and share it with her. But what if… the woman whose mouth could be compared to the sailor turned out to be more tempting than the wealth she offered?

Fallen_meteor · Fantasy
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171 Chs

Wrong Keys

"What are you doing?" she forced a glare as she looked at him. But he could hear her quick heartbeats bringing a smirk on his face.

"I am doing you and baroness a favor by guiding you myself." her mouth fell agape. She was stunned at his righteousness when it was clear that he was taking a chance with her.

Since the time he had kissed her, his hands were always on her skin or she was being too sensitive about it. He leaned on her back but he did not do anything else. His hands found the keys and he pressed them slowly as if he was playing with them too. His hands flow like water. It was so smooth that she felt fascinated just by looking at them. 

"You should glide your hands smoothly. Softly! You will learn." he offered her a smile but her eyes only went cold at that. He was seducing her. There was no way that he could be this kind out of nowhere. She tried to shift only to rub her back on his chest.