Contract Marriage with the Devil Duke

I’ll give you one month. Find a man to marry within that time. Orlentia was desperate not only to reclaim her unrecovered inheritance but also to avoid being sold off to a stranger. Luckily, she found an ideal candidate, none other than the notorious demon Duke, Dimidius Belial. However, to prevent turning into a complete demon, Dimidius needed contact with someone possessing holy power. “If you’re considering a contractual marriage with me, you must provide what I need.” “Is this how you mean to make contact?” Orlentia sharply inquired, finding herself ensnared in his radar. “I feel like I might lose control any moment. I need holy power now. So this time, not your hand, but your lips, my lady.” The threat of losing control was merely an excuse. Dimidius craved deeper, more intimate contact with Orlentia. Flustered, she wondered how to handle a contractual husband who desired physical closeness. If it’s Dimidius, he’ll want to hold hands, kiss, and eventually crave more. But then his voice pierced her heart. “Contractual or not, a marriage is still a marriage, Lady.”