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Become The Duke's Wife Or Die

Waking up to find a naked man sleeping beside her is a common thing. Life is an adventure, as well as an area for fun, so she will make the most effort in it. But what would happen if a morning she found Duke Kleochard, the most ruthless duke who liked to execute people, sleeping beside her? “Holy crab, did I just spend the first night with Duke Kleo?” she, Lyra, said nervous and scared. “Didn't he just execute a maid of his palace for accidentally touching his body in a fall? Then what will he do to me if he wakes up and finds me sleeping beside him? No! I have to run!” But before her feet could reach on the floor, a hand grabbed her slender arm, followed by a heavy, pagan alto. "Where are you going, Miss?" It's Duke Kleo. “You have to take responsibility after taking my first night.” "Don't kill me! Don't kill me, My Lord!" she pleaded. "I still want to live." "I will not kill you as long as you want to be my wife. But if you refuse it then you must die." "No!" Shook her head quickly. “I cannot be your wife, My Lord. I don't want to get married. I beg for your forgiveness.” "Then do you want to die?" he asked, giving her a cold, hideous look. This is a story about a girl who loves having one night with many men, with a man who doesn't even have a single woman in his life. How will their story end? ***

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Killing Himself

  "You said you didn't want to care about her anymore, My Lord!"  Stefanus shouted mocking Duke Kleo, chuckling as he followed his master.

  "Damn Steff!"  cursed Duke Kleo as his feet darted towards Lyra's room.  His heart was beating fast as his brain explained the various possibilities of her current state.  'Is she okay?' he thought uncontrollably.

  Lyra's bedroom door immediately opened, as her body slipped in, saw Lyra lying curled up from a distance.  His heart trembled at that as if he had become the evilest person in the world.  Even though he didn't mean to do that, he just wanted to give consequences so that she learns about her mistakes.

  'Lyra, don't ever make me weak,' he thought.

  His eyes blinked rapidly as if hit by a strong wind when he saw the slight movement of her, like a gentle sweep that finally brought him out of his daydream.  He saw several maids approaching her, surrounding her, without knowing what they were doing.