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...

he muttered, barely lifting his head, The maid took

immediately dropped her gaze and hurried out, closing the door behind

that expression

could have sworn he was

cold, unshakable Duke of

must have

was because, beneath the desk, the Duke of Everhart was still spurting hot, milky release

perfect definition of pleasure and painthat

and, yes, he really

with his cock shooting

chair back and peered down at the

head, her wide eyes, her entire face coated in white, thick liquid dripping from her chin down to her generous

at his poor, wilted, wounded anaconda, now marked with her teeth like battle

in his chest, until

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