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Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

His whole life turned into a joke, when Leonardo Thawyne the proud son of Duke William Thawyne, came to know that he was not the real son but a swapped kid. And now to save his inheritance he would have to marry the real heiress. Evangeline Rossador, a simple music teacher from a town, was content with teaching music to kids and having a garden in her home. But her whole life turned upside down when she was announced as betrothed to infamous cruel duke Leonardo as her father's last wish before dying. They both were hardly accepting the fact that they were bound in a forced marriage when life played another game and she found herself standing in front of her died father. Soon more deaths started to occur and they both find themselves standing in mid of many misunderstandings and conflicts. How would this chaos be solved? And would they be able to find love in this politically enforced marriage? “I asked what were you doing there?” she glared back at the roaring man who was trying to show his rights to her. “I was dancing with the Earl Nickolas,” she replied, looking back in his eyes. “Theodore go and bring the fingers of Earl who has dared to touch what is mine.” came the reply with an evil smirk. “Now tell me, my dear wife,” he whispered as he came close to her, “which part of your body have he actually touched?

I_am_Creator · ย้อนยุค
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[Bonus chapter]

"You are again late, how many times have I told you that I need you to come here early in the morning so that we could complete all the work of the day?" The man did not even turn to look at the person who entered when the door creaked open as he started to complain. 

His hands were still checking the grains as he had a needle and thread in his hands which he used in packing all those bags once he was satisfied with the quality of grains.

Wiping his sweat, he waved his hands, "come here now! Why are you still standing there? Come and count the bags and check their weight. We have to go to market early in the morning.'' His voice was filled with annoyance as the needle pierced his skin when he was trying to sew the sack so that the grains would not fall from the bag.

"Ouch." he winced as he let go of the needle for a second and then placed his finger in the mouth to stop the finger from bleeding further.