But The Duke Isn't Home Novels & Stories

Dolora whispered to her. "He was inside the house, Dolora. He moves like a ghost, not even the police outside didn't stopped him. I'm sorry afraid, Dolora. So afraid that he might hurt you." ■■■ "Come on now, princess. Let's put this in the easy way. I'm not going to hurt you." Duke has been trying to make Finkey cooperate with him. He's trying to tie her up on a chair but she kept pushing, kicking and punching him.

So due to the fact that she hide her emotions well enough, Duke didn’t even notice a thing. “Also I wanted you to know that we would go back to the Discrolls tomorrow” Duke said as he proceeded to the living room. Kathleen couldn’t believe it. She thought that the danger was over but it seemed like something had come up. “ Yea yeah alright” Kathleen said with a wave of hand. Dukeeyed her up and down. The Kathleen he knew wasn’t an o yes member. She always had something to say or do. What had happened to Kathleen when she apart Duke thought. His train of thoughts was suddenly Interrupted when he heard his tummy grumble. He smiled to Kathleen.

But Louie can't bring himself to tell his father. "Tsk! Leadro, make sure that those incompetent knights to find Lianne right away! If they still haven't found her by tomorrow morning, I'll deduct their pay by a quarter—no, make it half! I'll cut it half!" Then the Duke turned to Louie, "As for you, you shall stay in the appearance of Lianne while she's gone! We can't have this engagement with the third Prince be ruined!" "Understood, Father!" The two brothers replied stiffly, then the Duke got back inside the mansion first with a very foul mood.

But being a daughter of the Xaviera family is really priceless. She also misses Ramon and their family knights. Duels with them were fun. Were they sent on another mission? “Well, I don’t have siblings. But I wonder what it feels like.” He admitted, his voice slurring a bit. Against his mask, she could see his red orbs faltering close until the duke leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. “I apologize. I think I need to take a break for now.” And with that, the duke slept on her shoulder. She hesitantly patted her back and sat completely still, not wanting to wake him up.

"How long have you been away? Don't you know what's going on?" Was that why he still thought Fiona would keep the living room light on like always, waiting for him to come home? Duke felt a pang of fear right then, and he grabbed Diana's arm as he bellowed hysterically, "What are you talking about?! Where is Fiona?!" "Anywhere but home." Diana snorted, shaking his hand off and leaving without looking back. It was only then that Duke realized what had really happened, and rushed back inside his office, grabbing his car keys and ready to leave.

"What are you doing? You're back, can't we just be a family again? I don't want any dancers, and Father won't either!" I looked at my son. This was the same boy who once told me, "A man of Father's station is expected to have mistresses." Now he was panicked over a few dancers. "What kind of duke doesn't have a mistress?" I said with a light laugh. "I must see to your father's needs, after all." I turned back to Alistair, my perfect smile still in place. "Your Grace, which one will you be spending the night with?" "Get out!" Alistair roared. "All of you, get out!"

When Duke Kensington’s carriage stopped in front of the Knights’ Manor, he jumped down instantly and ran towards the main door, ignoring the curious glances of the servants as well as the presence of both Sir Andrew and Mrs Shaw, who were startled to see his sudden appearance in the house. Upon realizing that the Duke was actually heading towards their Mistress’ room, Mrs Shaw tried to stop him but the Duke’s agility was of no match for the old matron. “Andrew, what are you doing?! Quickly stop His Grace!” Mrs Shaw shouted at Sir Andrew, who at this point was still rooting at the main door, looking at the frantic Duke.

“I’m sorry but I really have no idea where they’re headed. I did agree to be their distraction to save them time, but they didn’t tell me anything other than that.” The duke sighed and rubs his face. He leaned on his chair before looking back at her. “Forget it.” He waves his hands in the air to dismiss her out but she was still sitting down and looking at him. “Is there more you need to tell me?” “Have I ever been tutored before?” This got the duke silent, as he thought about his answer. “No. You’ve never had prior engagement because you were always so against it.” Would that just mean Evelyn was ignorant?

"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."