My Bratty Wife
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS AND SLOW BURN] Suzy, a 21st century real estate agent woman, finds herself inexplicably transported to a ruthless noble family in a bygone era. Thrust into the role of the ostracized Cassandra, Suzy grapples with navigating courtly intrigue and a loveless arranged marriage to a cold, by the book, calculating Duke, Ryan. As a mysterious figure surfaces, threatening the kingdom, Ryan is tasked on investigating the happenings around. Suzy uncovers a web of secrets that challenge everything she thought she knew about Cassandra. Can they solve the historical puzzle while facing their growing feelings for each other (the Duke who is already becoming head over heels for her) in a world determined to keep them apart? Dive into this captivating slow-burn romance woven with historical intrigue and suspenseful mystery. [SPOILER: He fell first, fell harder, fell madder and she fell later.]
Chapter Hundred And Seventeen
As Ryan walked down the hallway, he collided with Davis, who asked him if he was alright. Davis could notice that he looked angry and sad. He tapped Davis on the back gently. "I'm fine," he said, "just slightly riled up."
"Your Grace," Davis said. "There's an important letter that needs your immediate attention and Her Grace instructed me to bring you from the study."
Ryan was taken aback, but a smile returned to his lips. He took the letter and read it shoving it in his pocket. "Lead the way," he told Davis.
They came to the ballroom, and Ryan saw Suzy waiting for him. It was the first time he had seen her since he had come to the ball. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. Her hair was pulled back in a low bun, with small tendrils of hair falling off. Her dress was a stunning beige color, with matching gloves and diamond earrings and necklace.