Tanya_Winters

Why choose the prince when you can have the devilishly handsome villain instead? 

The Saintess from another world dies after protecting the kingdom. Mia thought it was just a tragic reincarnation novel . . . until one day she wakes up to suddenly find that she's become the Saintess of that tragic novel!

Mia will do everything different so she can avoid her doomed fate.

First, she will not choose the male lead, the crown prince.

She'll choose the villain duke as her fiancé instead!

A contract engagement? Check! 
A headstrong female lead that will take the reigns to her fate? Check! 
A handsome Duke that will do anything to protect the girl he loves? Check! 

Excerpt:
"Why do you even want to sleep with me again? It's so strange of you!" Euphemia said.

Lucien took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her hand.

"It felt very nice. I liked feeling your body against mine. I liked seeing you wake up. I would like to see your face when I sleep and when I wake up." 

Euphemia was shocked. She had not expected Lucien to be this affectionate. She had only prepared herself for an engagement that was like a business transaction. She had not prepared herself for something like this.

What did he even mean by that?

*Please also check out my other webnovels:
I'm Lying to the Handsome Devil
The Demon Prince wants to be my Shop Assistant

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*Cover: Original is not mine. This was edited to resemble the characters more. If the artist wants this to be taken down, please send me a message and I'll remove this cover. Thank you.

I Choose The Villain Duke

He longed for more. To feel her more. He deepened the kiss.

Lucien licked her lips tentatively. She parted her lips, allowing him to taste her more.

She let out a soft moan that made his heart beat faster.

Lucien broke the kiss. His breathing was ragged but so was hers. They were breathing hard. They forgot to breathe properly while kissing.

Lucien grabbed her arm and hugged Euphemia, her face on his chest, and his hand against her back.

"Really? Then why did we stop?" Euphemia teased.

"I . . . am finding it hard to control myself," Lucien said, stroking her hair.

"What do you mean?" Euphemia asked.

Lucien stood up from Euphemia's bed. He still had a dazed look in his eyes. He touched his lips slowly, still in disbelief that they had actually kissed just a few moments ago.

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