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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?

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The vivid scene of him hovering over her while kissing her passionately. His hands moving over her body freely and enjoying what was underneath passed through her eyes and she shivered.

Heat spread all over her body and she felt a strange feeling forming in the pit of her stomach. She clenched her thighs instinctively and looked away.

The man was too brazen but his words had made her hot. But she could not give him the satisfaction he was carving for.

"I think you are greatly mistaken. There is a limit to being delusional.`` That was what he liked about her! 

She never accepted defeat and believed in giving head on even if the enemy was stronger than her.

  The way her eyes burn and sparkle. It felt like two sons were there. That drew him so damn much that he could hardly maintain his posture.

All he wanted to do was to pounce on her and kiss those luscious lips till she would accept that she loved him too.