Chapter 772

---- Ever since her mother stopped being a tyrant, she had begun acting like a normal child.

"Your...

Your Grace, since I have you here and we cant find the Duchess, I wanted to ask where we should prepare the guest rooms? "Phe maid dared to inquire, immediately regretting it.

The Duke didnt even look at her.

She swore he was trembling, his shoulders shaking, muscles rigid His hands were clasped so tightly in front of his lowered head that she could see the veins bulging on the back of them.

"What?" His rough, fractured voice responded.

It seemed like he hadnt heard her properly.

"I mean, the Duchess didnt specifyshould we prepare the north or south wing...2" Whichever you want...

barely lifting his head, The maid

immediately dropped her gaze and hurried out,

the Duke heartbroken? Because that expression looked like

have sworn he was

unshakable Duke

---- No, it must have

nothing to do with a fever or sorrow It was because, beneath the desk,

of pleasure and painthat was what Elliot felt

head and, yes, he really

had gotten bitten mid-orgasm, with his

chair back and peered down

her head, her wide eyes, her entire face coated in

poor, wilted, wounded anaconda, now

until it escalated into full-blown cackling at the sheer insanity of

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