Luka Duchess
The Rage of Keyna

The pair of people complement each other, as if in the room there were only them. Duke Marcello often gets the attention of his wife, Duchess Natalien.

Duchess Natalien also spoiled Duke Marcello, in addition to her husband, Duke Marcello also needed attention to improve her healing. Both of his hands nimbly, took the bread and smeared it, then gave it to Duke Marcello.

"Metteo, do you want it too?" duke Marcello asked, he had noticed Metteo's glance.

"Ah, no brother." Metteo. It is impossible to agree to it. There could be another misunderstanding.

"No problem, the Duchess will give it to you." Duke Marcello as if telling, his eyes saw Duchess Natalien who had a moment of surprise. "Duchess, get it for Metteo."

Duchess Natalien immediately took the loaf of bread, she smeared it with chocolate jam.

"It." Duchess Natalien presented it to Metteo.

With pleasure, Metteo gave it to him.

"Master, Madam." A servant looked down, approaching the two. "Outside there's Miss Keyna."

"What's he doing here?" ask Metteo. He got up, approached his lover.

Duchess Natalien and Duke Marcello follow Metteo out of curiosity to trick the two.

"Mette!" Keyna gritted her teeth, after what she saw made her hold back the anger. The painting that was inside Metteo's room instantly made him sick and wanted to vent on the woman.

"So you're here." His cold tone made Metteo frown his forehead. "For a few days, you haven't come to me."

"Tell me, is there something you need?"

"Yes, something very valuable and it's you Metteo." Keyna stared at the man behind Metteo, the woman harboring a million tantrums that she wanted to vent. Although there was someone beside him, it would not change a fact.

"Miss Keyna, I'm glad to see you again." Duke Marcello.

Keyna laughs mirically, the woman whom Duke Marcello loved like a snake tang woman had seduced her lover.

Keyna sat down his ass again, "Why did you come here Metteo?" tanya Keyna switched the conversation.

"I just went to see my sister,"

"Nothing else?!" Sarcas Keyna. "What do you expect here Metteo? we won't get it" said Keyna. Metteo felt insinuated, he felt Keyna had found something, and he remembered. A painting in her room, every time she just painted and looked at it and she thought, Keyna has found it.

"What do you mean? I met my sister." Metteo.

"True Keyna."

"Heh, Duke. Please take care of the Duchess, I'm afraid the Duchess won't be okay." Sindir Keyna as she rolled her eyeballs.

Duke Marcello stared intently, he disliked Keyna's impoliteness.

"My wife is fine and I'm looking after her."

"really! I'm afraid the Duchess made a mistake."

"Keyna!" Metteo. He pulled Keyna's arm out of the living room. Keyna who was dragged also grimaced in pain, he was never treated like that by Metteo.

"Metteo's Pain! you hurt me."

Metteo regained consciousness, he removed Keyna's arm and looked bruised. But his fear made him feel no pity.

"What do you mean talk like that?"

"Don't pretend to be Metteo's stupid, I know, the painting, do you love him? tell me that. I know, the Duchess teased you, didn't she. He's always been the one who teases you."

"Keyna watch your words."

"You should take care of him, Metteo. Where's the Metteo I used to know? he only loves one person, he won't betray him or I'll just tell Duke." Keyna turned and went inside. He was sure, Metteo loved his brother very much.

"Stop Keyna! Let's go!" Metteo. But the second step stopped when listening to someone call Keyna.