I’m the one who’s been possessed by this novel. ‘I need an utterly shameless fiancée.’ As cliché as it gets, I became the Duke’s fiancée… No, I interviewed to become one. Am I out of my mind? Who interviews to become a fiancée? * * * The best output that the Baron family can produce. I became the contracted fiancée of the Duke Etica, who holds the empire’s strongest power and wealth. If I endure by the side of a man nicknamed the tr*sh Duke for just two years, I’ll receive a fortune that is more than enough, even if written across several generations. “Don’t forget. The moment the Duke likes me, you will become my dog.” “You, of all people, should not forget. The moment you show any hostility towards me, even a little, the promised property documents will turn into scraps.” …Thanks to this jerk, it’s not easy. *** Jeffrey Etica was convinced. This life is entirely his own, and no one else can interfere. He believed that he wouldn’t even let anyone grab the hem of his clothes, let alone a leash. But why do all decisions keep wavering, and why does he feel this way? “You won, my Aurora.” “…” “Now I’m a dog on a leash, forced to lick your feet, my dear.” But does everyone know that? How one of their kind deals with another. To deal with the tr*sh Duke, the fiancée also needs to be formidable. “Really? Then bark. Like a dog.”