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The Fake Heiress and Deceitful Duke

Abigail Florence only wanted a good job when her mother became sick, hoping that she would be of help for the family and save her mother from the rage of her father. But she was caught by a wicked and crazy nobleman and was forced into an unlikely partnership of marriage in exchange of wealth and power she could never fathom. What else could go wrong? When Dion Burke had visited the small bar in the Grothem town after his carriage suffered an accident, he had cursed his luck. But who would have thought that goddess was blessing him with treasure. The previous duke had died with no blood children but the position and all the wealth was still left for the lost daughter and her.. Husband. So when Dion found the woman living as guttersnipe, a strange and wicked plan took place in an instant. He would claim power and wealth and share it with her. But what if… the woman whose mouth could be compared to the sailor turned out to be more tempting than the wealth she offered?

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 He came up over her and rolled his hips against her and the breath escaped her, catching on her vocal chords, a low, startled moan that made her flush all over.

His eyes looked at her with heat she had learnt only last night but it was stronger, firmer. His gaze started to melt her. 

His hand closed on her ankle, sliding slowly upward, turning so the edge of his nail drew a whispering line up her calf. She stared at the ceiling but her eyes started to blur, her eyes started to water and her body started to melt in his arms.

Pulses beat everywhere, behind her knees, in the tips of her breasts, most intensely, most deliciously, between her legs, at the spot his slow hand now, finally, reached, as he eased his hips away just enough to permit himself access. And then he looked into her eyes again.