307. PIG VS DUKE
KATHERINEI clutched my nose, on the verge of tears from the pain, and looked up to see the “wall” I had crashed into.A man, well over six feet tall, with powerful muscles beneath his white shirt, which had a few buttons undone, revealing his sexy chest.The black tunic with silver embroidery draped over him made him look even more imposing.I looked like a tiny thing at barely five foot three, standing in front of him.His blue eyes locked onto me, so intense that I started feeling nervous, fearing he might suspect something.The scent of his cologne—masculine, with hints of bergamot—stung my nose, dominating my senses.“What are you doing?” he asked in a deep, cold voice, that rough, authoritative undertone unmistakable.I took a step back; we were too close. I needed to be cautious.This man… this man screamed danger from every angle.“Waiting for Your Lordship to dine,” I replied curtly, turning on my heel and returning to my seat.The truth was, I wanted to challenge him, but th
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