I Was Mistaken, But Please Hold Me

Liane Aspel, the daughter of a ruined count’s family.
Trapped in the obsession of a cold stepmother and a stepbrother who grows more violent with each passing day, she has only one choice left.

-To use marriage as a means of escaping this hellish situation.

It was a simple plan: to sneak into the bedroom of a notorious debauched young nobleman, spend one night with him, and pressure him into marriage.
The problem was that on that night, the owner of that room was not the man she had planned for.

“Ha…ah… who……”

That one night, born from a mistake, turns into a scandal that shakes noble society.

Liane decides to bury what happened that day as ‘something that never happened,’ but after that day, the two of them can no longer turn away from each other.
The cold and perfect young duke, Tristan de Granville.
She thought it would be a marriage of obligation, stained by misunderstanding and mistaken identity.

Even so, the two ultimately cannot let go of each other.

“We were wrong from the very beginning.”
“But… there are loves that start that way, you know.”

A single night, a single moment of mistaken identity, that changes everything for the two of them.
Can even a beginning like this become love?

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