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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…

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Escape the Cold

Desmond wanted to open his eyes and take in the wonderful sight of Leonor with hardly any material covering her body – a sight he would never get used to despite sleeping next to her every night and witnessing blankets falling off of her in her sleep or being able to feel her within his grasp.

He ignored his thoughts and wrapped her entirely with the blanket so nothing was revealed below her shoulders. 

He lifted her, deciding to have one of his men retrieve her clothing. She didn't need to be outside for much longer since it was cooling off. 

Desmond placed her gingerly on the top step when they were finally at the carriage. 

"Get comfortable," he instructed. "I'll join you in a moment." 

The duke shut the door and stood just outside the door and stripped down out of his cloak, coat, and the white shirt underneath. He decided to leave his pants until he could join Leonor in the carriage and have more privacy.