The end of the kiss Clarisse shared with the Grand Duke was not abrupt but it was not a passionate one either. Of course, Clarisse knew there would be nothing passionate about kissing the Grand Duke. He was married but considering he didn’t shove her aside like trash that she had chosen to act like, there was a faint hope in her heart that she could be forgiven. The Grand duke of Kauld reached up to brush Clarisse’s chin a very suggestive manner before he whispered, “I am married Clarisse.”
“I apologize.” Clarisse managed, the red welts on her cheek burning harder as she avoided the Grand duke’s very intense stare.
“lust can be a very powerful tool.” Malachi suggested. ‘But I should not be your target Miss. Clarisse. The prince however might be a very willing participant.’
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