dorothea
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Through the distant office window, the profile of Duke Elmano was visible. His straight forehead, the high bridge of his nose forming a straight line, his sharply carved jawline, his dark eyes slightly lowered as he looked at documents, his firmly closed lips, and his long, straight fingers holding a pen. Today, too, he was excessively handsome. So handsome that it made her sigh involuntarily. So handsome that her heart raced wildly even when she secretly glimpsed his profile from afar. But…-
255.1 K • Ongoing
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She couldn't remember how she ended the tea party or how she saw the guests off. After the noble ladies whose names she deliberately tried to forget had all left, Lariella skipped dinner and shut herself in her room. From all the vulgar stories those women had spilled, she gathered that men, regardless of size, skill, whether their testicles were intact or not, whether their poles were hard or soft, would invariably try to sleep with women as long as "it" was attached. But Duke Elmano, despite…
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I unknowingly made a sound and stared at him in a daze. His handsome face with its neat and stubborn appearance, combined with a strangely emanating decadent sexiness, was absolutely, without a doubt, perfect. While servants and maids were busy checking the appearance of the Emperor and Empress, my gaze was directed solely at him. His deep teal eyes felt so profound that once you fall in, it seemed impossible to escape. Large, horizontally elongated eyes without double eyelids. Those eyes would…-
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Shouldn't the groom arrive first? It's courteous! The wedding day is for the bride, but he has no manners. No manners! He's out before we even start. By the way, is this all I need to do? I felt exhausted from various tensions—an unfamiliar body, unfamiliar environment, and the most unfamiliar wedding. Moreover, the wedding dress I wore for the first time was so tight that I could barely breathe, and the veil flew with every gust of wind, tickling my face. It's been several minutes already.…
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Everyone looked at Prime Minister Whyman with surprised faces. In truth, if Whyman sent his daughter, it would mean the birth of a perfect empress. Leila Whyman, the Empire's finest lady who was called a beauty and talent without any shortcomings. If Emperor Charte hadn't met Yasrin in his childhood and fallen in love, Leila would have naturally taken the position of empress. But while Leila would certainly make a perfect empress, could Charte truly be a perfect husband? The realization that…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"What? Me? What am I supposed to do?" "Marriage! Miss, your wedding!" "Me getting married? Is it really me? So...... the marriage I have to do is the one where a man and woman live together?" "The Prime Minister has decided, and you’ve agreed, Miss. Why are you acting like this today? You should never joke about this, even for fun." I was already confused, but now I was almost in a state of panic. After being dazed for a moment, I started laughing in disbelief. "Hahaha. So you're saying…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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1,000 days ago. Flames shot up around the overturned bus that made a thunderous noise, and only the desperate screams of people filled the air. The inside of the crashed bus instantly became hell on earth. Barely regaining consciousness, I couldn't tell if this hellish scene before my eyes was reality or a dream. My head hurt terribly, and when I tried to touch it, my right arm was painful and wouldn't move. Giving up, I barely managed to raise my left arm to touch it, and it was wet. Blood…
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"Stretch your legs out more." "...Excuse me, Sir Arsen." Lydia pulled her legs back toward her body. You used to be such a conservative person, why have you suddenly become so open-minded? Lydia was extremely perplexed. "Are you really going to massage my legs?" Arms would be one thing, but legs? "Yes." Arsen sat right down on the edge of the bed. "Don't think strange thoughts." "I, I, I wasn't thinking anything strange?!" Lydia felt wronged at suddenly being accused of having…-
864.1 K • Completed
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"Since when did you become such an affectionate person?" Affectionate? Arsen tilted his head at a word he'd never heard used to describe him before. He generally accepted the public's assessment of him. Cold, aloof, and brusque. He was neither affectionate nor caring. To anyone, not even to Emperor Richard who he couldn't bring himself to act warmly toward. So he had always believed his personality was simply that way. Arsen believed that he had forgotten how to express his feelings because…
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Pretending to like him. Although Lydia was offering evening prayers beside Byron, her mind was filled not with God but with the new plan. From now on, Lydia had to pretend to like Arsen. And she had to do it so perfectly that even their allies would be fooled. It might seem like she could just follow him around claiming to like him, but it wasn't that simple. Just as there are stages to liking someone, there are also stages to winning someone's heart. If Lydia, who had been acting…
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