Скачать или смотреть She Woke Up in the Duke's Bed With No Memory of Last Night — And He Still Refuses to Tell Her Why

She woke in the Duke’s bed—alone.

Morning light filtered through heavy velvet curtains, gilding the unfamiliar chamber in gold. Her head throbbed faintly. Her gown, though slightly disordered, remained intact. Nothing felt violated—only uncertain.

And she remembered nothing.

The Duke stood by the window, impeccably dressed, as though the night had been entirely ordinary.

“What happened?” she whispered.

He did not turn at once.

“You were not well,” he replied evenly. “I ensured you were safe.”

Safe.

But why here? Why not summon her maid? Why the guarded look in his eyes when she searched his face for answers?

Whispers were already rising beyond the door. Servants knew. Society would know by noon.

“You will not tell me?” she pressed.

His jaw tightened—not with guilt, but restraint.

“There are things,” he said quietly, “I would rather you hear from me when you are ready.”

And suddenly, the unanswered truth felt far more dangerous than scandal itself.

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