Novel & Cerita Bo And Luke Duke

But I press on, "She's alive, for now, but if you want to see her again, you will do exactly as I say" He laughs, slow and unamused "Is that so?" I quickly hang up before he could say anything. Else, my heart would explode. Did I sound convincing? He must be panicking or maybe gone mad with rage, tearing the city apart to get his hands on me. He is Lorenzo De Luca, the king of the underworld, no one dared flex a muscle in New York without his knowledge. Although he has so many enemies but no one would be crazy enough to cross him,

"Divorce won't be a quick process. The Duke won't be back anytime soon. We must be patient." Dorothy leaned in, her eyes gleaming. "Then let her enjoy her little kingdom for a while longer… and you, Vivi, use this chance. Get close to the Duke. Make him even more dependent on you." Vivian's smile turned predatory. "Exactly. I will stay glued to his side. I'll follow him to the battlefield if I have to. I will make him mine completely."

Duke lunged to catch the nearest glass, spilling half onto the floor. “Seriously?” Luke groaned, wiping champagne from his notes. “We’ve literally just finished an app launch, and you’re turning my office into a war zone?” “You’re welcome,” Duke said, proudly surveying the mess. “I call it abstract celebration art.” Kyle laughed, shaking his head. “This is just the warm-up. Tonight, boys, we hit the club. Drinks, music, women… and maybe some payback.” He cast a mischievous look at Dru and Luke.

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

Despite it not even being officially opened, most units had already been reserved. Duke entered the conference room with his usual composed air, greeting each board member with firm handshakes and a confident nod. His father, Douglas Sandoval—imposing at fifty-six, still sharp as steel and as elegant as ever—was already seated, going through a thick pile of documents. Despite the passage of years and countless socialite temptations, Douglas had remained fiercely loyal to Duke’s mother, something that didn’t go unnoticed in their circles. “Congratulations, Duke. You nailed it.” Mr. Calvin Buenavista smiled and extended his hand.

He took a deep breath and stared at me like he’d waited his whole life for me. “Luna. My name is Duke.” Lifting his arm, he opened his hand and offered me his open palm. I took it, and his fingers instantly wrapped around it. His head dipped until his lips pressed to my knuckles. With a hiss from Andrius, he lowered his head and press his forehead to my hand. “I’ll be honest. I lost hope of ever seeing you. I failed you, but I’m so happy you’re here. We don’t know each other well, but I’m your brother, your bodyguard, your friend. I won’t fail you again. With Alpha Andrius as witness, I swear my loyalty to you.” “Aren’t you moving too fast here? You’re getting ahead of yourself.” Andrius was

the Duke choked out. Enzi growled, but I could see he wasn't squeezing his jaws. He had him in a position to let him know he could kill him at any moment but wasn't. A roar ripped through the sky, announcing that my bear friend, Luke, had arrived. I turned to look, my eyes pleading with the words I couldn't seem to voice. How the heck do I stop this? This is exactly the type of nonsense I hoped to avoid. That was when I heard a pained yelp and jerked my attention back to my mate to find him shifted and injured beside the Duke.

She sighed and looked back at me. "I want to make a deal Duke Lionel"

As we ate, so many people came for lunch too and even though I was so busy with the delicious grilled meat in front of me, I could hear some people keep taling about this specific topic. The duke's son is back. They said something about the young Lord of Vanle came upout of nowhere after a hundred years leaving without saying anything. Now this made me think back about what Declan say to Adam at the cave days ago. Lord Dawnbrook, he said. "Luca, who's the Duke's name?" I whispered it. I felt Declan and Finn halted from whatever they were doing. "The Duke? Julius Dawnbrook. I heard he is still ruling this land until now." He answered me calmly.

“Yes. It is indeed. The naked man you met beside the lake last week” “You’re…you’re the Duke?” “Cedric Blackwood, Seventh Duke of Springbrook.” He gazed at her vivid, passionate face. “But from the look on your face, I suppose you’re probably wanting to call me “that asshole”.” “That’s why you were swimming,” she said, ignoring him. “You weren’t trespassing.” “No.” He shook his head slowly. “I was out for a run and decided to cool off in the lake. My lake.”