Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Book The Duke And I

If he could sleep so soundly, perhaps the matter wasn’t serious after all? “Oh, that,” the duke finally turned to face her. “It’s nothing, really. I just wanted to see what would happen if I brought you out here and kept you waiting for an hour or so. What do you think people will say?” His voice carried a teasing edge as he leaned closer, “Do you think they’ll assume I brought you here for a romantic rendezvous? Maybe even to confess my feelings? Especially Quintina. Tell me, Miranda, when you go back, do you think Quintina will tear you to shreds?”

"Didn't you think I was watching, Gracie? Oh, I saw everything. Saw the way you offered your sweet body to him. He might not have been man enough to take you, but I certainly am. You belong to me. Born from my seed. Duke has no right to take this honour from me" He lifted one of his hands from my head to grab that damned book again and propped it up at the side of me. "Look at this, isn't this what you wanted?" he pointed out. I couldn't help but look at the picture of the couple that was in a position not much different from the one we were in now. "Wasn't this what you were panting over when I walked in? Wasnt your hand stroking over those firm tits of yours as your eyes drank the picture

she says, her voice low and shaky. No. That single sound holds everything. Feeling her in my arms matters more than speech. Proof comes not in words but in closeness. Head tucked near my collarbone, she quiets - just a soft exhale slipping out. Warmth spreads where her breathing meets the fabric of my shirt. This fit, this fullness, almost brings me down. Spinning around, clutching what I value most, I meet the one who built all this pain. Beatrice has backed against the curved stone wall. Her composure is back, a brittle mask. “You don’t understand what you’re interfering with, Duke. This is bigger than your fleeting infatuation. She is a key to - ”

"That you do not seek to make me your mistress is enough." Why had she presumed he had cast his eyes on her? Beth was awashed with embarrassment. She bowed to him. "I am sorry if my question was offensive, but I needed clarity. You never tell your thoughts, sometimes I think you are a complicated man and I cannot decipher you in the slightest way. I end up confused and you, misconstrued." The Duke took another drag of his cigar. "Your personality and your mind, more than your body, intrigue me." Beth did not know if she should be insulted or relieved. "Your words are kind." She said, nevertheless.

Holding her face up, she spoke, her callous voice enveloping the room, “You’re right certainly, Duke Conrad. Of course, I don’t know you and I don’t plan to. I am quite sure nothing benefits me from knowing you.” “Ah...” The Duke’s coarse voice rumbled through the air. “But of course! Just as Garlow had said. You’re truly a jewel in the rough. A perfect rose among the wither.” The Duke stopped inches apart from her and then began to touch the delicate softness of her cheeks to Lianne’s chagrin. She quickly brushed his hand away and in response, the Duke caught a grip on her wrist and pulled her close to him. His bearded mouth was close to her ear when he spoke. “And I won’t regret having you

Excitement bubbled through me as I walked back into my room, fell onto the bed, and buried my head in the book. I was still on the first chapter when the door opened, and Duke entered with a smug grin on his handsome face. My breath hitched, and I swallowed hard. Damn it! Why did he have to be so gorgeous? “Enjoying your book?” he asked, his voice dripping with amusement. I nodded, my eyes never leaving his. “Yes, it's interesting.”

Then, bulter lim can take you to the room " the duke said . (This bulter lim is most trusted employee in this mansion . I have to get on the good side with him . Well , I'm relieved to escaped from the duke ) Place :Duke Perennis mansion ( Daisy's room) The life of a heroine is surely tiring . let's first analysis our situation and about this place . this is a harem romance novel , there were 3 male leads The crown prince THEODORE DIO TULIPA. The Grand Duke JULLIAS HELIANTHUS. and my elder brother MATTHEW PERENNIS. The villainess and the grand Duke fiance ORKHIS ANEMONE. But the truth is the real villain is the sickly First prince

Beside it, the velvet box held an antique diamond choker that caught the dim suite lighting with blinding flashes of brilliant ice. ​"Your grandfather had this set designed for your twenty-first birthday," Julian said, his tone turning crisp and professional. "He knew a day would come when you would need to stand before the world not as a victim, but as a queen." ​Ten minutes later, Maya stood before the full-length mirror. The disheveled, overworked barista in the stained apron was completely gone. Standing in her place was a breathtaking, regal woman draped in flowing green silk and diamonds.

Anna asked. “My personal assistant found a note in my father’s papers signed by your father, promising a marriage between the Seventh Duke of Springbrook and your father’s daughter.” He gave her that predator’s smile again. “I am the Seventh Duke of Springbrook and you, I believe, are your father’s daughter.” Anna smoothed her already smooth jeans then clasped her fidgeting hands in her lap. “Yes, but my father said it was a gentleman’s agreement. A handshake that they both then forgot about.”

Rebecca saw the look he wore-certainly a sign for her to avoid him-and she swallowed nervously. "I-I will go and set the table for Her grace." Zita stuttered cowardly and quickly left the two. The bang of the door made Rebecca's heart beat to increase. Being left alone with the Duke made her nervous as she already was. The Duke stood a step forward, standing slightly opposite her. "I hope you like the room?" He asked her plainly. Rebecca nervously nodded and avoided eye contact. The Duke looked at her, and then her belly. He seethed at the sight of her pregnancy and heaved. He had his fist clenched behind him.