My name is Jannat, the eldest daughter of Baron Zakir.
I come from a once-prominent noble family that enjoyed a high status in society.
Our ancestors were renowned for their heroic deeds and bravery, which earned them the respect and admiration of many.
As a result, at one point,
our family was granted the prestigious title of Marquess, which was a great source of pride for this family.
However, our family's fortunes took a turn for the worse due to my father's destructive behavior.
He was obsessed with drinking and would often fly into fits of rage, resorting to violence against his family members.
This ultimately led to our family's downfall, causing us to lose everything we once held dear.
This stupid and greedy man,
unfortunately squandered our entire fortune on an unsuccessful business venture, and what little remained was lost to vices such as excessive drinking and gambling.
I am Jannat Zakir, a woman of stunning beauty and elegance. My dark, luscious hair frames my rosy lips and dark brown eyes in a way that accentuates my fair skin, which is reminiscent of milk with a hint of pink.
I lived my eighteen years of life trembling in a small corner of my home as my father harassed my mother to death and I was the only child.
I avoided meeting my dad until I turned eighteen. At that age, he discovered he had a daughter, and my biggest fear came true.
"He treated me like a commodity that he was keen to trade-off.
Soon after he started advertising me, several wealthy men from the upper echelons of society sent their proposals, showering him with copious amounts of gold and cash. He savored every moment of it."
He enjoyed the attention.
He enjoyed all the luxurious gifts, money, gold, and attention that he was receiving but he did not accept any proposal.
It was all just like a business for him.
As he brought me to many noble gatherings where all men looked at me with lustful gazes and bet on how much a night with me would cost them.
I lived a whole year in that terror.
In that Disgust.
I trembled in my bed every night due to the terror of being sold to some crazy psycho for money.
I opened my eyes every day to feel the same terror as yesterday and closed them to get rid of it for at least a moment.
He didn't harass or abuse me as he did to my mother but instead, he made me wear clothes like a whore only leaving my personal areas under cover and sometimes not even them.
which lead me to the title of noble seducer.
women looked at me with disgusted looks and even some men looked at me with disgust and their eyes told me how much of a bother I was to everyone till one day.
when I went to the birthday celebration banquet held for the Emperor.
It was his thirty-first birthday and my father made me go with him wearing almost nothing but lingerie covered with a long silk cloth.
that made my body curves more visible as I walked.
He wanted me to seduce the duke.
I had heard many things about him, how all women avoided him as he liked to torture young girls of my age and take advantage of them.
As soon as he laid his eyes on them, all seven of his mistresses disappeared from the society without a trace.
There were rumors about him keeping them locked up in his mansion, so they wouldn't dare to run away.
No one was allowed to enter their rooms without his permission.
As the carriage came to a halt in front of the hall, my heart sank, and my eyes were filled with tears that I was struggling hard to hold back.
I bit my lips hard, trying to stop them from flowing, as I stepped out of the carriage.
The ominous aura of the mansion made me shiver, and I couldn't help but wonder what fate awaited me inside those walls.
As I stepped into the hall, my whole body trembled with every step I took.
The air was thick with anticipation, and I could feel all eyes on me, making me feel like I was walking on hot coals.
A knot formed in my stomach, and I felt like I was going to vomit.
I decided to step out and get some fresh air, but in my rush, I crashed into someone.
Without looking at their face, I quickly apologized (as I rubbed my forehead) and tried to run away.
However, a tight grip on my arm stopped me in my tracks, and I looked up to see none other than the Duke standing before me.
His grip was so strong that it left bruises on my arm, and the pain was excruciating.
But more than anything, it felt disgusting...
I hissed in pain as I tried to loosen his hold on me.
He was a fifty-four-year-old man, with the body of an abnormal dwarf.
No, why would I even disrespect dwarfs by calling him as one of them?
He looked just like a ***** pig in a human form.
And just now I disrespected the pigs.
He sipped wine from the glass he was holding and then licked his lips while gazing at my body from head to toe.
At this moment I am sure that he has already undressed me in his head and he is looking at my nude body.
There was not much to remove for that to happen anyway.
I gulped in the saliva as I clutched my teeth.
My whole body shivered at the sight of him.
I wanted to run away, run as far away from this man as possible.
But nothing was working against him.
I who never had a proper meal in her life, felt how powerless I was in front of this disgusting man.
I tried to calm myself as My breathing became drastic.
Inhale deeply and then exhale.
I covered my face with a very calm expression and stopped this futile effort to release my arm from his tight grip.
I put on a smile and greeted him.
"Oh my Duke, Pardon me for my late greeting.
May the sun always shine on you."
He smiled lustfully in return and released my arm just to grab my hand.
He placed a saliva-dripping kiss on the back of it and my whole body shivered with disgust.
I swear I would have vomited.
But I smiled and pulled away my hand gently.
"I apologize for running into you like that.
please forgive my insolence.
But just as you see as a woman I was In a hurry to use the parlor and didn't pay attention to where I was heading."
I explained as politely as I could and apologized.
He massaged his chin with his fingers, his eyes were still glued to my body.
I wanted his eyes away from me so that I could wipe off his infectious saliva.
Such a disgusting man.
"Now- Now that's not something a lady should apologize for.
Instead, I place my apology for not catching you properly as a gentleman "
(As if you could )
That's what I wanted to say after listening to his words but I controlled myself.
"No-No.
That was my mistake, to begin with.
Now please if you excuse me as I have explained earlier, I really need to go to the parlor "
As soon as I said that, I ran away before he could say or do something else...