Duke, it hurts...
[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Welcome to the fancy world of the elite, where Seraphina Alaric, a delicate and fragile girl always relying on medicine to get better, is just trying to catch a break before her life gets turned upside down by an arranged marriage... Seriously, who wants to be tied down when you’re still figuring out what you want in life? During a swanky banquet, she bumps into the enigmatic Duke of Everwyn. And the craziest part? She has no clue who this guy is—just thinks he’s some mysterious stranger. Out of nowhere, feeling adventurous (and maybe a bit reckless), she suggests a secret rendezvous that turns her whole world upside down. In that hidden moment, Seraphina dives headfirst into her wildest desires. But plot twist—turns out, the guy she just spent the night with is none other than her future husband. Oops! So much for a mysterious stranger—she just spent the night with her future husband! "Duke, It Hurts..." invites you into a whirlwind of self-discovery, steamy romance, and the sweet chaos of love when you least expect it. Can Seraphina break free from societal chains, or will she find herself tangled in the very web she tried to escape? Join her on this thrilling journey, and discover how love can be both liberating and complicated. Don’t miss out—your next obsession is just a page away!
Eating the cookies
She wasn't sure if Raven had a sweet tooth, but that didn't stop the small smile that crept onto her lips at the thought of him tasting her cookies. "I think I'll send some to the Duke later," she murmured, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.
Gilbert, standing silently by her side, couldn't help but notice the rare energy in Seraphina's demeanor. It was unusual to see her so animated, her typical pallor replaced by a soft glow of excitement.
Seraphina set to work, separating the egg whites from the yolks with smooth movements. She poured sugar into the whites, whisking the mixture with expert precision.
The chef, standing nearby, watched with a blend of awe and nervousness, unsure whether to assist or merely admire her skills.
"Madame, would you like some help?" the chef asked, stepping forward hesitantly.
Seraphina looked up and smiled kindly. "If you don't mind, could you whisk this until it's light and foamy?"