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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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Or I Will Be A Murderer

Duke Kleo had just returned from his study, resolving various tax issues as well as the plague that was finally fixed.  After finding suspicions on the drinking water for the livestock, finally, various secret actions were carried out.  The result is that the plague can be eliminated.

  He didn't care who was behind, the most important thing was that the epidemic case had been resolved.  Maybe he'll investigate later after the tax issue also gets the same result.

  "Gosh, did I forget to stretch my back again?"  he groaned, just before entering his room.  The two guards at the door saluted him.

  The candle flames lit up the room, like gold nugget twisting.  His body fell on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment.  He felt like he wanted to fall asleep immediately if his body wasn't too sore from being exhausted sitting in the study.