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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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Getting Used to Each Other

Leonor stood in the center of the room with her hands on the laces of her dress that would loosen it and allow her to get out of it. 

Unlike usual, she was wearing more structured dresses. Her waist was accentuated under tight layers and her bust was squeezed unnaturally. She had been given dresses and undergarments that supported this figure because the count was set on giving the duke a wife who was fashionable and proper rather than a wild mage who would certainly disappoint him. 

With a silent sigh, she gained the courage to remove her clothing and then undergarments and allow it all to fall onto the floor in a pile of light green and cream fabric. 

However, she didn't stay standing there in the nude for long. It was the first time she had been completely naked in the same room as a man. If he decided then to come unglued, she wouldn't have much of a choice to give in to whatever he wanted.