Trishybaby

18 and naive, Belle Hart thought marriage would end her misery, only to realize it had just begun!

What started as a promising love turned out to be a facade, would Belle choose between a second chance or leave? She met her mate, the Duke, who she proposed to when she came of age. 

A month in, things took a turn. The Duke leaves for war before she could inform him about her pregnancy, only for him to return with a mysterious woman whom he claimed to be his new wife! The audacity! Trouble ensued and Belle suffered a miscarriage as a result.

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“What did you just say?” He asked, his gaze darkening.

“You heard me well, I seek a divorce. I wish for us to go our separate ways,” she replied, her voice steady as she met his gaze with confidence, though inwardly she was shaken by his presence.

“You are my mate, Belle, and I am yours. Divorce is the most foolish notion you could entertain. Do you believe any man would take a worthless creature like you as his wife?” He scoffed, his words biting, causing her heart to ache.

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The Duke's refusal pushed Belle into the arms of the king. All she had to do was bear him an heir and he would help her get her revenge!

"I want you to marry me, Your Majesty, and aid me in seeking my revenge against the Duke and those who have wronged me. In exchange, I shall bear you an heir before you help me," she said, her voice steady and full of purpose.

What will the choice be?

Divorce The Duke, Marry The King!

"Oh, but I will need to inform my trainer," Belle said, closing the box gently.

"I have already taken care of that," Hezekiah replied smoothly. "There won't be any daytime training tomorrow."

Belle's eyes narrowed slightly, a knowing expression forming on her face. So that explained the nighttime training. But wouldn't she be too exhausted from attending a wedding all day?

"I see. Then I will prepare myself for the wedding immediately," she said, smiling warmly. She took a step toward her destination, only to be stopped when Hezekiah gently grabbed her wrist.

"I am not in a hurry for the wedding. Besides, you will have tomorrow morning for preparations. Would you mind sparing me your evening instead?" He asked, his voice soft yet persuasive. Belle raised her eyebrows, intrigued by his request. What did he have planned for them?

Stay by my side