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I Choose The Villain Duke

Why choose the prince when you can have the devilishly handsome villain instead? The Saintess from another world dies after protecting the kingdom. Mia thought it was just a tragic reincarnation novel . . . until one day she wakes up to suddenly find that she's become the Saintess of that tragic novel! Mia will do everything different so she can avoid her doomed fate. First, she will not choose the male lead, the crown prince. She'll choose the villain duke as her fiancé instead! A contract engagement? Check! A headstrong female lead that will take the reigns to her fate? Check! A handsome Duke that will do anything to protect the girl he loves? Check! Excerpt: "Why do you even want to sleep with me again? It's so strange of you!" Euphemia said. Lucien took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her hand. "It felt very nice. I liked feeling your body against mine. I liked seeing you wake up. I would like to see your face when I sleep and when I wake up." Euphemia was shocked. She had not expected Lucien to be this affectionate. She had only prepared herself for an engagement that was like a business transaction. She had not prepared herself for something like this. What did he even mean by that? *Please also check out my other webnovels: I'm Lying to the Handsome Devil The Demon Prince wants to be my Shop Assistant *You can buy me coffee at: https://ko-fi.com/tanya_winters *Cover: Original is not mine. This was edited to resemble the characters more. If the artist wants this to be taken down, please send me a message and I'll remove this cover. Thank you.

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Lady Cathryn

Years ago, in the Imperial Palace . . .

A black-haired beauty with emerald green eyes was standing by the wall contemplating if she was going to get a champagne or a cake. The champagne and the cake were in different ends of the ballroom and she didn't want to make her way through the throng twice.

In front of her, ladies wearing elegant ballgowns were dancing and twirling with their partners. The men wore suits of different colors and looked elegant as well. The chandeliers were sparkling, the music was on full swing, and everyone looked to be having a good time.

Except for her.

Lady Cathryn Quinn.

Her mother had begged her to get a suitor this evening as if it was something one could just simply buy from a store.

One suitor please.

He must be rich, handsome, kind, and ready to marry a complete stranger.

Yes, I know it's expensive but my mother absolutely insisted I get one tonight.