Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

He walked and picked up the glass of cold water and drank it in one swig. Then his eyes fell on the pitcher and he used the rest of the water to wash his face.

Only then did he feel better. His hands were on his waist while the other wiped the extra water off his face and he looked at the ceiling..

The sound of the opening of the door caught his attention. He turned to see Hannah had come out of the washroom.

She was wearing his shirt and pants. Though he had given him the smallest size that he had received incidentally, it was still large for her petite figure.

The shirt, although buttoned, was falling off one shoulder and reaching her thighs while she was holding the pants with her hands. The moment she would let go, it would fall.

Her hair was wet and water was dripping over her red face. She was looking more breathtaking with all that makeup gone.

She was so beautiful that she did not need all that gaudy makeup in the first place.

The water falling over the shirt was making it look transparent and her nipples were poking it that he could see more than he should.

His Adam apple bobbed up and down and he looked away.

"Do you need some water or want to eat anything?" he asked to distract himself.

He had thought that he would feel better if she would wear clothes but that did not look like the case now.

He still felt the heat forming on his body when he looked at her wet face.

How the drops of water caressing her face and then kissing her neck only to end up in her breasts and.. He shook his head to remove that image from his eyes.

"Are you angry?" he turned to look back at her when he heard her stressed voice.

A muffled cry could be felt but she was not crying.. Yet!

"I am not angry Hannah, I am just.. Shocked! What were you thinking when you came here wrapped in a blanket?

What if someone had seen you walking in the passage and hall?

What would they think about you? Your dignity and image would be ruined." his voice was aghast. He looked more than shocked but beneath all that she could feel concern in his eyes.

He was worried about her image! Her! He was worried about her.

She knew how these kinds of rumors could affect the image of a woman and she would be banished from society.

But she wanted to use these kinds of rumors to gain sympathy and create the feeling of guilt in his heart so that he would accept her as his wife..

But who would have thought that he would reprimand her. Didnt man enjoy these invitations?

Didn\'t they feel proud when they took the innocence of a young girl and boasted about it!

She had been forced by many men in her old town. But to her luck, she had saved herself every time but whenever she tried to hide the accident to save her image, the man bashed about it without telling the complete truth.

As if forcing women was something everyone should do. She had a perfect image of how the men in their society think and work. How they trampled women on their feet.

That was why she wanted to gain power. Power to tell the world that she was not weak and take revenge from everyone.

But why? Why in the world did this man not fit to any of these parameters?

Why in the world was he so kind to her?

"Hey, are you okay? I am not blaming you. Okay? I am just.. Forget it.

We will discuss it later. Are you hungry? I have not yet had my dinner. Do you want to eat together? Or.. do you want to leave?" she raised her hand and shook it abruptly.

If she would leave then everyone would know nothing happened. And that man would be looking too.

If he found out she failed, then his majesty would know that too.. It could be fatal for her. But if she spent the night here, who would know what happened inside the room.

Whatever she would say would be the truth. Wasn\'t her end goal was rumors to spread that would force him to marry her. It was a bonus that she did not need to lose her innocence for that.

The thought brought the smile back on her face and her pale face got some color back.

"I want to eat something." she spoke in a low voice when he nodded.

He walked toward the sofa and sat while patting the seat of other side for her.

The food was already laid. He must be going to start the mean when she came, she concluded as she gave him an awkward smile and sat on the other side of the sofa.

He picked up two plates and started serving the meal for both of her.

He did not ask her to do that? Wasnt she his maid? Or was he showing sympathy due to what she did?

She gulped all the negative thoughts in her throat and smiled at him when he passed her the plate.

"Here! You can have this too.`` He passed her a piece of chocolate pie that was her favorite and finally her body started to relax and she forgot the condition they were in.

She munched on the pie when Ethan sighed while looking at her. At times like this she looked so innocent that it was hard to believe she had such schemes under her belly.

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