[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!
"Why is it me? I can't let you go, sister. My dream is no longer far off. I can't let myself be distracted with any kind of possibility."
There was a strange gleam in Arjan's eyes. Her hand was still clutching strongly onto Seraphina's white wrist, leaving a red line on it.
It was a disaster. The atmosphere was getting much worse for Seraphina. There were only a few steps left to the door. Even Ferdinand's eyes had turned fierce as he bore into Seraphina. He was gazing alternately between the door and Seraphina with anxious eyes.
"Damn it, damn it! I never expected it to get this sloppy at the end."
"Ferdinand."
Ferdinand's movements immediately stopped at Arjan's gesture. Her red lips fluttered into Ferdinand's ear as he hesitated greatly.
As her red lips stopped moving, Ferdinand continued to straighten his posture. His anxiety was tenacious, and his face was rather sullen, yet he stood upright.