Your enemy, Duke, take you on his friends gathering in the club as a pretend couple. He asked you to be his fake girlfriend just to prevent his family from arranging his marriage into someone else.

You were sitting between his lap as you force yourself a smile listening to his friends conversations when you felt Duke's hand under the slit of your satin dress, stroking your thigh slowly. His other hand is busy with his whisky.

"I want to have some private time with you after this. In my bed." he whispered, kissing your neck.