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#ROMANCE
#R18
#HISTORICAL
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

His whole life turned into a joke, when Leonardo Thawyne the proud son of Duke William Thawyne, came to know that he was not the real son but a swapped kid. And now to save his inheritance he would have to marry the real heiress. Evangeline Rossador, a simple music teacher from a town, was content with teaching music to kids and having a garden in her home. But her whole life turned upside down when she was announced as betrothed to infamous cruel duke Leonardo as her father's last wish before dying. They both were hardly accepting the fact that they were bound in a forced marriage when life played another game and she found herself standing in front of her died father. Soon more deaths started to occur and they both find themselves standing in mid of many misunderstandings and conflicts. How would this chaos be solved? And would they be able to find love in this politically enforced marriage? “I asked what were you doing there?” she glared back at the roaring man who was trying to show his rights to her. “I was dancing with the Earl Nickolas,” she replied, looking back in his eyes. “Theodore go and bring the fingers of Earl who has dared to touch what is mine.” came the reply with an evil smirk. “Now tell me, my dear wife,” he whispered as he came close to her, “which part of your body have he actually touched?

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#ROMANCE
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#HISTORICAL
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

Let me help you!

"Welcome, my lord!"

Had he been hallucinating? His eyes narrowed on the girl that was looking as surprised as him but soon she recovered from her shock and welcomed him,

He walked closer to her and only stopped when he was just an inch away from the girl.

Before she could open her mouth and speak at work, he flicked her forehead.

"Awww!" Evan, who was stunned to see the man appearing out of nowhere, winced when she felt the pain on her forehead. 

She rubbed the place as her cheeks puffed up. She knew that he was angry, but she had never expected that he would talk with his hands when they would meet.

"Why did you do that?" her eyes looked at him with grievances as if she had been stabbed to death.

"So, it is really you!"

"......." so, he flicked her forehead because he wanted to be assured that it was her! Was his eyes not working?