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My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him. At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge. However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

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Silent Protector

At some point in the night, Duke Desmond's hand fell from his robe. When he woke up early in the morning the following day, his face was exposed to Leonor who had turned towards him in her sleep. 

He quickly hid his face, worried that she would start to wake up. Bandages only went so far as to hide his appearance. He was always worried she would recognize something about him and wonder more. 

Yet as his one eye stared at her anxiously, she breathed softly and didn't stir. 

It felt like hell on Earth that he wasn't allowed to touch her. A black strand of hair had fallen over her lips but he wasn't allowed to brush it away. He didn't have permission to kiss her. 

It felt ridiculous not to tell her who he was from the moment he saw her, but how was he supposed to face her disappointment? Her responses to him had already proven she didn't have it in her to love someone like him. He couldn't blame her for it either.