Claimed by the Duke

Chapter 6

Eleanor POV

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I look at myself in the mirror, I do look like a princess now in this gown, the tail trailing on the floor which is dragging my weight off, like if I have a drink more I'll be on the floor.

My boobs look squeezed, and my scoop neck gown gives the perfect show for an audience, only if they are interested.

It's not like I'm that pretty

But my ankles are hurting, In this long heels, but then they are mandatory like who made these rules, right?

So many of them to add.

Rules, rules, rules.

Fuck ya

I look at my boring nude lipstick, but it's fine as the bright red gown I'm wearing makes me look extinguish under the light.

I'm totally feeling myself in this outfit

"Princess" Amelia steps inside along with Kasper who has changed into a rich blue tuxedo.

Honestly he looks good, the blue suits him.

His hair is pinned perfectly like not even a strand of it should go out of place.

His pink lips look dry, and his jaw looks much better, clean shaved.

He has his hands behind his back, as he stands in the tall demeanor his gray eyes staring at nothing

And I look away, sensing that it was so obvious of me gawking at him.

That man is beautiful, no word against it.

But he is not here to gain my admiration.

If the Duke wants to run this game according to his will.

I'll run it in my own way to show him that I'm not easy for him to boss order and dictate like he owns me.

And I'm glad he has picked a handsome bodyguard for me.

This might spoil too much of a reputation but who cares, I'll win that's all it matters later we can find a better solution to help the kingdom which doesn't require me to get married to anyone for that matter.

I'm Nineteen, and I'm not even in love with this man to get married this soon.

Like don't I have a choice?

This is my life and I didn't think the title will bring me such obligation when I showed up here.

If I had known, I would have never fallen into this trap.

But I'm sure this is what my dad would have wanted, and I just to make him proud.

He adored this family, these people.

It was like, this was all he knew, but he was pushed away and why?

Because he married to a non-royal, my mother.

She still blames on herself for my dad not getting the title of a Duke.

That's why she didn't hesitate when the royal chamber came home banging the door, looking for me.

She told me, 'you got to go. This is what your father would want too'

I'm the heiress to the Remington throne, a kingdom which is suffering from too many debts and the whole of royal politics who objects to my position here.

And according to them the only way we can save the kingdom is the marriage to the richest and powerful man.

The Duke of Theroux.

But the way he spoke to me, the way his words sounded like a threat.

I'm sure he sees me as a toy he can use around.

And I'm not going to let him get me this easy

" your royal highness"

I flinch as a feel a hand on my shoulder and I look around, taking in the scene as two people wait at the door seeking my permission to enter in, and I give a firm nod as I lick my dry lips.

"Your royal highness"

Both the men bow, and I just stare at my pale face in the mirror before acknowledging then

Who are they?

The question strikes me

"I am Stewart, and this is my assistant Blake" the old man introduces himself and the guy next to him.

"We are from the Theroux's richest diamond company, and we have got a spectacular neck piece which is worth billions.

His majesty, the Duke of Theroux has selected personally for your first royal evening.

This will brighten the night ,Madam" the old one named Stewart smiles as he opens the box held by the other man named Blake.

And for a second it feels like a dream.

It looks too expensive for my middle class brain and I just nod, not sure what to say,

"The royal highness, his majesty wants you to wear this tonight.

A set of seven guards will accompany you for the safety along with Kasper, who will be leading the team tonight "

The man mentions

And I arch a brow ,confused.

Seven guards?

This ain't a movie to walk around with guys surrounding you

"The necklace is too costly.

It's a piece from the royal museum.

It's a national wealth" Amelia whispers into my ears and my lips curl up.

That man is something else.

He just wants to showcase the world what he can offer isn't me.

Harrison Livingstone.

Even before our wedding announcement will be made out public, he wants the world to know that the poor little kingdoms' princess is bearing the costliest jewel as a proof that she's taken by a powerful one.

Maybe the seven guards are necessary to watch over me while I'll carry the national wealth of Theroux.

But what if I lose it?

I'm sure it will be such a disgrace to the kingdom and his majesty.

I pity them, but ….

(I try hard not to smirk)

"It will be my pleasure to wear it" I remark as I take a step forward

"We are very pleased to hear that.

Let the guard help you wear it.

It comes with a special code for the lock" the old man gives me a smile, as a guard walks inside the room.

I notice the gun outline around his waist as he bows down in front of me before taking the necklace out of the box

"No"

I raise my hand In the air, and the man freezes in his step, as horrified look on his face like he did something wrong

"Kasper"

I look at the corner, my eyes searching for where the Duke's trusted man is standing at.

He takes a quick step forward, his eyes still, like he can read my mind

"Put that on me"

I order And the two men look at each other confused as I walk back to stand in front of the mirror.

Sometimes I feel myself too much

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Kasper steps behind me, as he brings his hand over my neck.

I lift my hair, holding it up to help him.

I feel his calloused fingers brush my collar bone as he adjusts the delicate piece of the necklace as he runs his thumb around my neck till the back of it.

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My heart skips a beat as I feel his eyes on me ,the reflection of us makes my breath hitch.

He is crazy good-looking and the fact that he is touching me and also the fact that I'm in charge makes the picture create wild thoughts in my mind but I push them away too quick

"The code" kasper asks, and my eyes fall on his lips ,as he licks them

"Five- O - three two" the old man replies and Kasper meets my eyes like he knows what I'm doing.

Like he knows that I only asked him to put the jewel on me, so I can get the code to lose it out of me.

His eyes hold the devil's taint, like he is ready for the game to begin.

And my lips curl up, as he puts it on me.

I feel his thumb brush the edge of my neck, and he swallows hard.

Maybe I am not the only one having wild thoughts.

Or am I?