Bridgerton: The Duke And I Novels & Stories

I smiled and she nodded and left, taking one last glance at myself in the mirror I took my purse and left, as I was walking down the stairs, Mr Valmore was talking with some men, but immediately he saw me he stopped talking with his mouth hung open, I smiled and walked to him, I stopped right in front of him with a charming smile I asked, "How do I look?" "Extraordinary beautiful" He complimented with a wide smile, he step closer closing the gap between us, he was towering all over me, fuck! Why do I have to be so short, I have to stretch my neck to look at his face. He looked so insanely cute, he is wearing a black tuxedo with a diamond chain at the side, the buttons of his shirt were open

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

Amanda asked as if the girl's portrait could speak. The dust seems to have settled on the furniture of the rooms in the Duke Gramer residence. Amanda looked around the room and stopped at the window overlooking the garden to see Duke Gramer sitting on a bench frozen. 'He lost his only child, a daughter, and now his wife. How sad. It seems the Duke doesn't care about the mansion and its servants either.' Illarion was seen approaching the old man. While watching from a distance, Amanda muttered, “He respects the Duke so much. How did he treat his wife before?”

Mr. Bruce Murray took another sip from his champagne, ignoring the impatient look on his son's face. It had been thirty minutes since Kelvin arrived at the mansion after he was summoned by his father, yet his father had his attention pinned on a program he wasn't listening to. "Dad, are you going to keep tormenting me with silence? I have been sitting here for about half an hour and you haven't said a thing." Kelvin complained, doing his best to mask his feelings. Mr. Bruce Murray raised his champagne glass for a refill, and his male servant, Arthur, rushed towards him to fill his glasses.

"Her role as your Lord is important: she also needs a successor for the role." "Then, have you found your partner, Lady Elise?" Diana asks. The question caused something that she almost regrets asking. Charles's mood plummeted enough that one small trigger will make him blow out. "There, your answer." Cass gestures at Charles whose mood is at worst state. "That figure is irrelevant for me, as of now. I still have some matters to do, now that my dad had found me." A small chuckle is heard from Sebastian's mouth. "Milady getting a partner? Are you getting soft now?"

They were smoky with irritation, and she knew that Jonathan had invited the duke's wrath with his careless words. While Jonathan turned with grim resignation toward the duke, Cassy watched him with appreciative eyes. Eastland looked so handsome, dressed much the same as her brother but with an assurance that Jonathan did not yet have. The duke's biscuit coloured trousers fit him perfectly, tightly skimming the lean muscles in his thighs and calves. He'd obviously just returned from an appointment because he still wore his greatcoat and beneath it his cutaway jacket, frilled shirt, and green waistcoat. His cravat was, as always, impeccably arranged, and he carried a tall crowned beaver hat in

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

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

“I—“ He shook his head. “Even if I was interested in dating right now, it wouldn’t be you. How many times have you seen me before and not said a word. Do you even remember how mean you’ve been to me?” She flushed. “I haven’t—“ “My name is Duke,” he said, looking at her. “You sit in front of me in Frameworks. One the first day of classes, it was a literal monsoon outside and you asked your friend if you thought I was trying to embody a drowning dog.” My jaw dropped as her jaw dropped. I could see the understanding coming to her as she dragged her gaze over him. “I… I didn’t… You looked different.” “And you’re still a mean person. Please leave me alone.”

She continues to work, looking sad, but in her head, she is planning her coronation. “My Duchess,” Duke calls. Ada pretends not to hear her. She hoped Emma would answer and embarrass herself. “My Duchess,” Duke calls again but this time he is walking to her. “Yes, Your Grace,” Ada answers looking at him. “Please join me in the office,” Duke says before turning away. “Little Duchess.” Duke leans into Emma and gives her a kiss. “See you soon, My Duke,” Emma says. Ada clocks several Omegas rolling their eyes. “Duke,” Bär calls. “Where are you going?”