Chapter 8 Part 2

Alena was about to respond when the man suddenly started unfastening his belt using his one hand while his eyes continued locking onto Alena's.

For a moment, Alena forgot what she was about to say as her gaze slowly traveled downwards until she found herself watching his fingers working the button fly of his trouser.

When she realized just how fast and loud her heartbeats were, she gritted her teeth and defiantly met his gaze.

"How can you make me take responsibility when this situation is entirely your doing, Duke? If you had just let me go—"

“Let me rephrase then, Duchess.” The duke interjected. “It’s time for you to uphold your end of the bargain. I concealed you from the General, letting him call me a heartless scoundrel and accusing me of infidelity under the condition that you would do anything I ask.”

She bit her lip, unable to retort now. Curse it, why didn’t she think of a better bargain earlier?

“Don’t tell me you’re all talk, Duchess… And here I thought you’re a woman of your words…” the Duke trailed off as Alena reached out and continued to unbutton his trousers with a fierce look in her eyes.

Her ego and her refusal to be bested by this man was flaring like inferno within her again.

“Now free it out, duchess,” he commanded, voice even deeper now as he extended his hand and tucked the strands of her hair to the back of her ear.

The way his fingers brushed against the tip of her ear nearly made her bit her lip but thankfully, she managed to glare at him instead.

But fine. She'd do this.

She kept her mouth shut this time, reminding herself of the fact that she was no longer the dignified and demure Princess Alena. She was now a vengeful ghost running out of time. She didn't have the luxury to choose an honorable way to fulfill her goals. And with how powerful this enemy of hers, she knew she must do anything if she wanted to win. Who knows this could be where she find his weakness?

Bravely, she pulled down his trousers without hesitation. But the moment his manhood sprang free right before her very face, she could not stop her eyes from widening. His size was simply... daunting! Despite having seen it before, the reality of it up close was just… too much! How could he be so… impossibly big?

“Don’t look so frightened, Duchess…” The duke rubbed her lips gently with his thumb. “Unlike your mouth, my cock won’t bite.”

A blush involuntarily spread across Alena’s neck, but she countered with a smirk. “Scared? You really think a dead woman like me is still afraid of anything?” she shot back.

Gathering her courage, she reached out and wrapped her hand around his imposing girth. Internally, she was freaking out by the sheer inability of her hand to completely encircle him, but she masked her real reaction with a determined facade.

“Is this your first time, touching –”

“Of course not,” she cut him off, lying. She wanted to spite him by implying that he wasn’t the first man in her life because that would definitely be a blow specially on a man like him.

But the duke just stared at her. His fingers simply continued fiddling with her hair.

She couldn’t read anything on his face at all! Could it be because he did not believe her? Curse it… was he really seeing right through her? No… he might be doubtful but if she showed him what an innocent maiden couldn’t possibly know, he would surely believe her lie, right?

The thought made her even more determined now. She had read many erotic literatures already so she would be damned if she cannot draw upon all those knowledge!

Confidently, she shifted her gaze to the rock-hard flesh in her hand. Her shock and disbelief at his sheer size were slowly turning into curiosity as she allowed herself to really focus on the feel of him against her palm. It was… really hard… and… good lord… no, she cannot lose focus! She needs to act like this wasn’t the first penis she’d ever touched but the second, or maybe, better, the tenth!