Duke, it hurts...
[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Welcome to the fancy world of the elite, where Seraphina Alaric, a delicate and fragile girl always relying on medicine to get better, is just trying to catch a break before her life gets turned upside down by an arranged marriage... Seriously, who wants to be tied down when you’re still figuring out what you want in life? During a swanky banquet, she bumps into the enigmatic Duke of Everwyn. And the craziest part? She has no clue who this guy is—just thinks he’s some mysterious stranger. Out of nowhere, feeling adventurous (and maybe a bit reckless), she suggests a secret rendezvous that turns her whole world upside down. In that hidden moment, Seraphina dives headfirst into her wildest desires. But plot twist—turns out, the guy she just spent the night with is none other than her future husband. Oops! So much for a mysterious stranger—she just spent the night with her future husband! "Duke, It Hurts..." invites you into a whirlwind of self-discovery, steamy romance, and the sweet chaos of love when you least expect it. Can Seraphina break free from societal chains, or will she find herself tangled in the very web she tried to escape? Join her on this thrilling journey, and discover how love can be both liberating and complicated. Don’t miss out—your next obsession is just a page away!
Clothes for baby
Raven clamped his mouth shut, unable to come up with a suitable reply. He hated the thought of her being out and about, but he couldn't exactly keep her trapped inside forever.
Still, he was always worried, always watching her like she was about to trip over something invisible.
"That's why you're coming with me, right?" Seraphina said, reaching up to touch his hand. "You'll be there, so I'll be fine."
Her voice was soft and soothing, and Raven found himself nodding almost automatically, as if under her spell. She had that effect on him.
The servants around the house couldn't help but whisper among themselves, chuckling about how their Madame had once again "bewitched" their Master.
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When the carriage finally rolled up in front of the dress shop, it was hard not to notice the excited murmurs from the people nearby. Margareta, the shop owner, was already waiting at the door, nervously straightening her collar as she saw them approach.