Novel & Cerita But The Duke Isn't Home

Now…… “My lady, even if you cannot count on anyone else, I am always available to help you. I think it’s about time we send servants from your father’s house” “NO!” her reply was immediate and sharp, surprising the men. “Why don’t you want your servants to come? It’s a custom…….” “I understand your concerns, Bastian, Gerald, but if you send in the servants after seeing my condition, the duke would certainly think they are spies from father. The servants of the duke’s home are not as generous as he is so I fear they may be treated unjustly or perhaps killed. I am fine. I don’t need blood sacrifices on my head”

"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?"

He gets to the airstrip and see Ada about to get on the plane. Duke comes forward, grabs shorts from the bin and rushes to the plane. “My Duchess,” Duke calls and grabs Ada’s hand. “Where are you going?” “I’m going home. I’m going to stay in my family’s home. Away from Bär, but also away from you,” Ada tells him. “Don’t leave me,” Duke tells her. “Don’t leave you?” Ada laughs. “I can’t stand to look at you. Leave me alone.” Ada pulls away and boards the plane. Duke acts like he is going to board anyway but Ada pushes him down the stairs.

“Duke doesn’t like men who hurt women. You could say it’s a line that, when crossed, has him committing murder. He just got out of prison for the second time. He’ll have no problem pretending your head is a pumpkin and leaving it in pieces before we go.” Miles’s face turns the color of boiling lobster. “I can’t breathe,” he gasps in a strangled voice. You would think Duke had him by the throat. “Good,” Dax replies, his smile still in place. “Your smashed head won’t hurt so bad if you pass out first. Knowing Duke here, though, he’ll wake you up before he caves in your skull.” “Please.” His eyes scramble around the room looking for help that isn’t there. “They never came back. Went on a call a

Duke Merrica & Co. POV "Lord Duke!!... What happened?.... Are you hurt?..". (Knight-Captain Hughes) Seeing the Duke appearing back in the basement worried all 15 of the knights. "I'm fine guys….I got good news for all of us...we're going home tomorrow…". (Duke Merrica)

Duke’s tone drips with sarcasm. As they stood there, footsteps echoed on the hall until the doorknob was twisted, and they are not wrong. It is David. When he first laid his eyes on the pair, the glint changes into hatred. The smile faltered on his lips as he scowled. “What are you two doing here?” Scornful, he asked. But Mrs. Duke did not show any fear. “I am here for my daughter.” She announced. “I am looking for Raquel.”

“You aren’t breaking anyone’s heart. No one has to know that this whole thing is fake. Also, no matter what you say, they’ll assume that I get bored of you. If you want to go through with this revenge, you have to marry me. You have to be the one who tames the wild duke.” Katherine rolled her eyes. “You are not a duke yet. You’re an earl.” “True but I don’t think saying you’re the one who tames the wild ‘soon to be’ a duke sounds great.” She laughed. Damn it, even when he drove her crazy, he still managed to get her smile. “Well that isn’t just a step, that’s a leap right there,” he commented, one corner of his mouth rose and formed a charming, lopsided smile.

Duke whispered back to me and I felt him planting small kisses on the bridge of my neck. I held his hands that were wrapped around me and leaned my back on him. "Are you going home now?" I felt when Duke stilled. It's been days since he last slept at home. Sometimes he would be there, but his attention is focused on his work. "Duke, don't you want our son?" He didn't answer me, but I can feel his embraced tightening around me. "You haven't held him, even once. And I think it's unfair." "I still have a lot to take care of." Duke only said.

He let out a sharp cry and began to wail just like they would have expected an incompetent child such as him to do so. He wailed and wailed at the sight of blood and this seemed to do the trick. “Servant!!!! Come in here and take this pup with you!!! I no longer wish to hear his whining any longer!!!!” The Duke barked at the door and almost immediately his nurse maid, walked in to the office and not been stopping to pay attention to what is what that had happened in the office, she picked up Abel, the last son of the ducal house hold and then made her way out of the office with him in her hands very quickly.

It was one of the Duke’s own guards, the one who had been stationed at the mansion’s gates. “I should have known,” the Duke muttered, his voice laced with disbelief. The man smirked, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Lord Thomas isn’t happy with you, Duke. And now, neither am I.” He leveled his gun at Victoria once more, his finger twitching on the trigger. “Give her up, and you might just get out of here alive.” The Duke took a step forward, his face hardening. “You’ll regret this.” Victoria’s mind raced as the man’s words echoed in her ears. This was it. They were trapped, cornered by one of their own. But as her gaze met the Duke’s, she saw a flicker of something else—something dangerous, s