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The Baroness Misbehaves

Warning:- {Mature Content} Two people with different perspectives of life~ A young Baroness, and the son of a Duke, bound by marriage, must work together to uncover the mysteries behind the disappearance of people living in their town. Madeline Albert, daughter of the late Baron is forced to step out of her shell in order to escape the marriage her uncle had purposely set her for to a Barbarian. On her wedding day, she flees from the church.  With Fate taking a lead, she encounters the son of a Duke who is more than capable of shielding her from the hostilities of the world. Lord Cassian, the chaos maker of his town, thought he was capable of knowing and understanding everyone that steps into his life, but he turns doubtful when a lady requests a marriage of convenience from him. Why would she seek him despite knowing his reputation? But when the shadows of both their past emerges, bringing them closer and forcing desires to spark !! Cassian couldn't afford to get too close. Too bad his heart is the only thing that stands in his way... Will love between the two couples blossom, or will their differences get in the way?

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A Bloody Kiss

Searching the room frantically for anything he could use to break the wooden panel into two, Orson fortunately spotted a small red-colored ax that had been kept in a corner behind the door, and his eyebrows rose at the mere sight of an ax. 

It would be completely wrong to say someone left it there on purpose, but whoever forgot them here certainly did them a huge favor by leaving it behind.

Grabbing hold of the small-sized red-colored ax by the handle, Orson stepped forward, his expression staid.

"Move out of the way." He said to the perplexed Madeline who quickly moved aside for Orson to do his business. 

Raising the ax above his head, Orson brought it down on the wood with enough strength he could muster, and the wood progressively began to break when he heard the sound of it cracking. He repeated it a few more times until his actions began to create a hole on the wooden floor.