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My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him. At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge. However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

QueenFrieza · แฟนตาซี
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Barely In Control

"I'm not finished with you, yet," she admitted, glancing away from him, though her hand remained on his tunic, which she had pulled on to stop him before he could escape. 

Desmond didn't know if she knew how suggestive her words sounded. However, he knew he was alone in his thoughts.

"I ought to bathe first," he said quietly so the rough edge of his voice would lessen. "I'll return in more comfortable clothing." 

"Then I'll do the same," Leonor agreed. 

Even though she didn't want to part with him, she had gotten hot while riding that day and there was likely dust all over her from when they made it back to the dirt road. 

Desmond left her in her room and she summoned a maid to help her wash and dry her hair quickly. She dealt with washing her body on her own. 

For a couple of minutes after the maid had left, Leonor looked at her naked body, partially poking out of the water and she began to feel nervous in a way she never had before.