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!

Could she believe such gentleness? Could she trust the words of an enemy?

They were standing on the opposite side of shore. Could they even meet ever.

His eyes had the sincerity that would move mountains but would it be enough to cover the sea that separated them.

Choosing him meant giving up on her family and her life? Could she be so selfish for love?

She looked away. She did not have the right to decide when so many things were at stake.

"Hannah, I do not know what is burdening you but I would neve know if you will not confide in me.

And if we could not trust each other, how are we going to claim each other? And without the feelings. Would it even mean anything?" he asked as he traced her collarbones with his finger when she shivered.

A strange sensation started to form in the pit of her stomach. She leaned in to his touch. Have his fingers always been this warm?

He Had To Leave.