I_am_Creator

His whole life turned into a joke, when Leonardo Thawyne the proud son of Duke William Thawyne, came to know that he was not the real son but a swapped kid. And now to save his inheritance he would have to marry the real heiress.
Evangeline Rossador, a simple music teacher from a town, was content with teaching music to kids and having a garden in her home. But her whole life turned upside down when she was announced as betrothed to infamous cruel duke Leonardo as her father's last wish before dying.
They both were hardly accepting the fact that they were bound in a forced marriage when life played another game and she found herself standing in front of her died father.
Soon more deaths started to occur and they both find themselves standing in mid of many misunderstandings and conflicts.
How would this chaos be solved? And would they be able to find love in this politically enforced marriage?
“I asked what were you doing there?” she glared back at the roaring man who was trying to show his rights to her.
“I was dancing with the Earl Nickolas,” she replied, looking back in his eyes.
“Theodore go and bring the fingers of Earl who has dared to touch what is mine.” came the reply with an evil smirk.
“Now tell me, my dear wife,” he whispered as he came close to her, “which part of your body have he actually touched?

Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

"Evangeline! Are you feeling hot? Your face is so red!!"

"..." was he really asking that to her! Did he not know where his fingers were ending? Hooligan! hoodlum! who would believe that he was a man of honor.

She muttered a few words under his breath as she tried to muster a smile on her face but it rather looked forced yet he enjoyed the way she was glaring at him. Had he turned into a macho after spending time with her.

"The room is too hot. Once I am done with your dressing then I will open a few windows, my lord! Hehehe!" "phew!" she finally took a deep breath of relief when they reached the sofa and he let go of her body.

But then her eyes widened when she finally understood what he was talking about just a few minutes ago. He had already taken out the sharad that had pierced his skin but the wound was still there.

Hooligan who?