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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…

QueenFrieza · ファンタジー
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Both Valerio and Desmond

Leonor's hands went over her face at the noise she had just made. Her face was blushing before but she knew it was entirely red at that moment. 

She missed Desmond grinning down at her in a way so much like Valerio. It was the first time he grinned in a long time. 

"Shall I explore that noise further?" he whispered. 

His arms were under her back and he lowered his mouth to her neck again but she pushed on his shoulders. 

"I'm embarrassed," she uttered. "No one has kissed me there before."

"I would certainly hope not," he muttered. 

Since she was insistent on hiding her face, he decided to give her a bit of grace and rested his cheek against her chest. He used her as a pillow even though his arms underneath her bore most of his weight. 

Her heartbeat was soothing him as he calmed himself down. It turned out she was just as affected by the situation as he was.