A Lady For A Duke Novels & Stories

She traced her finger on the man's handsome face and suddenly she laughed mockingly at him. "Zachary Kensington. You would never thought that this day would come when you fell into my trap. You forced me to do this! You should've chosen me and not that bitch! She doesn't deserve to be your wife, only I do! Once I get rid of her, I will make sure you marry me! After this, I will stay by your side forever, my love." Lady Sophia stripped until only her innerwear was still on. She then climbed on the bed and reached out to undress the Duke. However, the moment her hand touched the button on his shirt, her hand was immobilized.

Damon pov i know some people may think am just been evil but what can i say i derive pleasure in killing,but plus i have to feed in other to be strong and that is what draven has failed to understand. so i decided to pay a visit to a new friend the lady i left alive at the place she worked,i just sat at the bar waiting to see if she would recognize me, then she said "i know you", "do you? well thats unfortunate" i said " I don't know how but your face looks familiar from the last night i was attacked" , " are you sure lady think again" i said " i remember your the vampire that bit me!" she said with full assurance that was when i knew draven action didn't work at all.

“You are Duke Alburn?” The duke stopped and the man beside her flinched. The woman inside the gauzy curtains also stopped cooing the baby. “Valerie sent me to you to take over as the house manager. She sent me for a job, but your men—they put me in a prison and— and—” she touched her dress. “Look what they made me wear? I am Lady Meryl of Windley. Is that the way your men should behave with me?” When Meryl met Duke Alburn’s gaze, she saw darkness, anger and something indescribable. The man’s lips thinned and the next instant, he backhanded her. Shock rippled across her as she fell down and tasted blood. With wide eyes she swiveled her head to look at the duke and found him towering her.

A lady with a normal family background would unlikely become the next mistress of the Winters family. Once the group went downstairs, Duke walked up to them. He was wearing a silvery-gray suit, and he looked noble from head to toe like a prince who had stepped out of a fairy tale. Dew stared at him in a daze, and her eyes were filled with obsession.

wait , let's calm down. "By the way , do u know my name ?" I asked her . "My lady , are you stupid?" she's whining. But ,why is her emotions and words doesn't match . Wait , doesn't maids normally speak formally , whatever I don't really care. "My lady , Don't tell me you forget about everything " she asked. "Haha , I think so". I replied "My lady , you are DAISY PERENNIS ; daughter of duke BELLIS PERENNIS , the richest buisness man in this Kingdom.

"My lady, master duke has asked for your presence." After the announcement was made, she was well dressed like a poised and noble lady but today was somewhat bizarre, even the closest maids that have watched the smiling shy girl that always laughed even at tiny things and forgave people with the heart of an angel was silent, maybe too quiet to be true. "My lady, is...is something troubling you?" Layla was long lost in thought before she shook her head. Today was the day when she would be called by the duke- her father to get engaged to Duke Valentine and her being a fool agreeing to it.

“Woman?” Duke shifts his attention back to the photo in his hand. With his eyes narrowed, he peered at the lady in the picture. There’s no doubt about it. She looks just like the woman who almost got hit by a car earlier, except that this woman looks more refined and sophisticated – more like a real lady. He puts the thumb of his free hand just below his chin, trying to think. “Probably not, we were quite far, after all,” he nods, convincing himself that he’s mistaken, and oblivious to the fact that he’s been thinking out loud.

Duke Arthur and Beatrice Blanche who was sitting alone in the room were sitting quietly until it was filled with laughter of the Duke. "You are going to be the Grand Duchess of this Empire. You don't have to make a deal with me, do whatever you want!" Arthur shouted full of pride. "You don't even know me, what if I do something that can embarrass your name," Beatrice said shyly. Arthur thought the woman in front of him was very interesting. She was brave enough to make a deal with the Grand Duke while others fainted just standing in front of him but now he saw the lady being shy all of sudden.

With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

From the Higher Court nonetheless. "Gentlemen, I would like you to meet my wife, Lady Rebecca Davis, the 8th Duchess of Belikov," Niklaus stated as he was looking at Becca. Becca felt her face was hot before his friends were talking with her. "Nice to meet you, duchess," "How do you do, milady?" "You are most wonderful, milady, to trap Niklaus in a marriage," the last comment made Becca snapped her head to the lord that was speaking it. He has black hair but his eyes were rare. It was shining violet under the gaslights.