BuzzNovelChapter 571
---- Before, that would have disgusted me.
Now...
my cock was getting hard again.
sek KATHERINE | wanted to scream like a lunatic, throw myself into the fireplace, or jump out of the second-floor
window.
And yet, none of that would erase that intense and compromising moment from my mind.
For a second, | thought I should take advantage of it, seduce the Duke maybe hed slip and end up in bed with
me.
But the sheer humiliation of being caught like that, red-handed, keptfrom even attempting to turn the
situation in my favor.
Tentered the dining hall without looking at him, my cheeks and ears burning.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| imagined they were bright red.
"Where do I sit?" | asked Mr.
Wallace, not seeing my plate set in its usual place.
"Here, Your Grace" he motioned to the far end of the table.
Thuffed quietly, the ghost of an ironic smile on my lips as | walked to my new seat.
The embarrassment vanished in an instant.
It looked ridiculoushim at one end of the table,at the other.
If what he saw disgusted him so much, then why the hell did he forceto come? I didnt think about anything
else when the sacred meal was served.
| focused on eating as if there were no tomorrow.
---- Psychological hunger was always at the forefront of my mind.
No one spoke.
The only sounds in the dining hall were the clinking of silverware against fine porcelain.
"Have the maids prepare a light travel bag for you.
You re coming withtomorrow to inspect the southern lands." "What?" | lifted my gaze from the plate, looking
utterly dumbfounded.
| swallowed so fast that | choked, coughing violently.
Immediately, someone handeda glass of water.
"Duke, | must have misheard..."" "you didnt mishear" his cold eyes finally met mine, staring atacross the
distance between us.
"Since you were so eager to be Duchess, | think its tyou start taking your duties seriously." His voice was
rough, commanding.
Before | could protest, | watched him quickly wipe his mouth and rise to his feet, striding toward a side door
without another word.
"Mr.
Wallace, have the stable hand saddle my horse.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIm going for a ride, "he ordered before disappearing, leavingsitting there, stunned and confused.
Why the hell does the Duke wantas his companion on a business trip?! «Dear diary of a fake Duchess: | have
a question thats been eating away at my mind.
---- Can someone please tellhow to kill a rabid beast masquerading as a Duke...
without leaving a trace or any evidence that it was me?»
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