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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 · 幻想
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Trust

How she was to face someone she had been so intimate with the night before was beyond Leonor's understanding. 

She woke up earlier than normal considering she fell asleep earlier than normal.

The last thing she recalled was Desmond gently taking care of her. It seemed that with the feelings he elicited from her, her energy went away as the tension was released. It was a feeling she was unfamiliar with but something she would like to continue exploring in the future. 

As she slowly stirred, she realized she wasn't wearing anything at all and the blankets were up to her chest. Desmond's shirtless body lay behind her and there wasn't a bit of material separating them down to her backside that pressed against the soft material of his pants, though something harder resided further below. 

However, that wasn't the most surprising thing she realized as she came to.