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The devil doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you've ever wished for. 

Callum Facci hasn't always had it easy, but that's never stopped him from working hard for the life he wants. From the bastard son of a traitor to the candidate for the next prime minister, he had come a long way. 

Just as he thought he would be the youngest prime minister of the country after winning the coming election in two months, a piece of news leaked out. 

Apparently, the current Prime minister of the country was found dead with his balls crushed beyond recognition in his residence. 

Callum's wish of becoming the next prime minister was soon replaced by another dire wish; to catch the murder of PM Joseph -- Duchess of Orin, Calliope Wilding.

Calliope Wilding, the rumoured cursed daughter of Late Duke of Orin didn't need an introduction. At birth, she lost her mother. At eighteen she was married off to a wealthy older man by her titled father. At nineteen, she lost her father. And at twenty, she lost her husband. 

As if she couldn't be more cursed, Calliope Wilding is on run for more than a year now. 

Her only wish-- to get her knight in shining armour. 

Her wish came true. 

Her knight appears not in shining armour but a black suit. 

Then again, the devil also comes as everything you've ever wished for. And Callum Facci, the man with the face of an angel and demeanour that of a saint, is nothing but a devil appeared as a knight had come to drag her back to the fiery pits of hell. 

But who had ever left unscathed from the sweet and sinful seduction of the devil? Especially the one with the face of an angel and the body of a knight? 


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Synopsis---2


Callum Facci's life motto used to become powerful, a little bit more powerful and all more powerful. 


Then he, he met a beautiful and young painter (His greatest rival in disguise) 


His life motto was quickly changed to: 


Making Calliope Wilding his wife! 

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Callum Facci: Would you like to go out with me?


Calliope Wilding: What for? 

Callum Facci: For coffee or a meal?


Calliope Wilding: Sorry, I like homemade food the best. 


Dense Calliope– 1, All-wise Callum– 0

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Even though Callum knew his Duchess was dense, but she was his, no objections allowed!

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This story is about a woman who found love when she least expected. She is a duchess who had been on run for a year. 

[Tags: Beautiful Female Lead, Charming Protagonist, Couple Growth, Devoted Love Interests, Doting Love Interests,  Female Protagonist,  Handsome Male Lead, Heartwarming Inferiority Complex,  Love Interest Falls in Love First, Marriage,  Slow Romance Strong Love Interests, Unconditional Love, Wealthy Love interests, Aristocracy, Politics, Business Management.]

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Mature Content ahead. 


No Rape or Cheating. 


This story is set in the same world as the book 'THe Villain'


It is a part of the series 'dark horses' but can be read as a standalone. 

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My Other works:


The Typhoon's dangerous wife

THe Villain 

Reincarnation: From Opressed Missy to Campus Belle.

Flash Marriage: I accidentally married a Mafia princess.

The Kiss Of Deception

Calliope was still staring at the city lights and water, when she felt a presence behind her. A question arose in her head and she couldn't control herself from raising it.

"Dyke, have you ever been in love?"

She heard Laxamus dyke taking deep breaths for several seconds straight and then as if he could finally breathe, he answered, "Yes."

It could be because Calliope asked the question so informally like they were old friends that made Laxamus lower his guard and answer the question.

"Then, why are you still single?" Calliope turned her body to face him, her back facing the water and the sparkling city lights.

"I never confessed my feelings," Laxamus replied in a soft tone. A kind of softness that she believed that he wasn't capable of showing. "It was unrequited from the start. She never has such feelings for me. Wouldn't it be meaningless to confess my feelings for someone who had nothing to do with it?"

In love