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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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"Looks like she's disappointed that you don't want to open up, My Lord," Stefanus said after entering Duke Kleo's room again, and after hearing his master's explanation as to why Lyra could come out in a sulky state. "Especially after she told the truth about her past. This must-have hurt her including humiliating her. She was expecting something but you ended up harassing her in this way."

"I didn't mean anything bad," said Duke Kleo, taking a deep breath, frowning, and biting his lip anxiously. "I didn't ask her to tell her about her past because she had asked something I couldn't answer. This hurts too much, Stev. I try to bury my past tightly. But there's always someone forcing me to dig it up again. Why is this world filled with people who want to meddle in my business?"