Duke, it hurts...
[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!
Arjan's fate
Who could actually talk rather confidently about themselves without the need to play with fire? Chloe's poise and confidence were unshakeable, her calm demeanor unruffled by Arjan's visible distress.
"I've heard about the good news and therefore, invited you here. It will be a double celebration along with Young Lady Alaric." Seraphina's announcement was met with murmurs of approval and excitement, the guests eager to celebrate.
"Young Lady Alaric, you are going to congratulate me, no?" Chloe's words were a subtle challenge, her eyes locking onto Arjan's.
Arjan's expression immediately distorted in response to Chloe's words. Her forced smile wavered, her composure slipping.
"Yes... of course." Arjan's voice was a strained whisper, her eyes darting nervously around the room.
People eventually applauded for Arjan, who was still quite nervous, and Chloe, whose face was all smiles.