Novel & Cerita Courtney X Duncan

But instead, Poppy started to cry like a kid. "You should be concerned about me, and not that jerk who doesn't care a bit about you!" Lucy utter again furiously at her. "I love Duncan and you know that!" Poppy cried and at the same time, cleaned her teary face but the tears kept streaming down her face. Lucy sighed in anger mixed with revenge. >>>><<<< Meanwhile, Hidalgo, Duncan, Gabrielle, and her best friend Cassandra we're still in the office. At the corner, Duncan was admiring Cassandra and the beauty she was possessing. He was drawn to her, but he was shy to approach her.

I feel like he's only scolding me because he's only looking at me while talking. "She's not my wife. Helena. And I'm not dating her either. We're just co-teachers," Duncan answered quickly as if explaining to me. Cynthia frowned even more when she heard what Duncan said. It turns out that Miss Gonsalo has a one-sided love for Sir Duncan. He turns to her and speaks to her seriously. "And stop your nonsense accusation, Cynthia. Helena can complain about you because of what you're doing. I'm old enough and I know what I'm doing because I know the right and wrong, okay? And she is right. You're acting as if you are my wife."

But now that the moment had arrived, doubt began to creep in alongside my hope. Inside, the kids were settled in the living room, half-engrossed in a movie and half-listening. “Hey, guys,” Duncan said casually, getting their attention. “Can you pause that for a moment?” he requested gently. They turned to him, curious yet obedient. “I have something important I’d like to share with you,” he began. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat loud in my ears. “Elaine… is my girlfriend.” Silence enveloped the room.

"While we wait for me to gather my thoughts, why don't Cisco tell us about how his conversation went with his mate. It's been a week and we haven't heard anything from him." "You are trying to push this on Cisco but I will allow it because I want to know how it went." Duncan said. "Damn you, Darin." Cisco groaned. "Is that a blush that I see?" I teased him as I noticed his cheeks were getting tainted. "Eww, I'm not blushing." He hissed trying to make an angry face. "Just tell us how it went, we don't need full details. We just want to know if she rejected you or not." Duncan shrugged.

~2 YEARS AGO~ LANA MONGEAU " So you are going to marry a guy your parents searched for you?" Asked Courtney. "Yep. Is there something wrong with that?" Lana replied. "I mean you don't even know the guy." Said Courtney. "Court believes me I have met him twice and we both like each other. He is such a gentleman and he is a billionaire plus he is super hot and I don't have to worry about our kids looking ugly."

Vox, ever stoic, stands near the edge of the gathering, keeping a watchful eye but smiling softly whenever his gaze lands on the twins. Courtney, who has become Sienna’s closest friend, is practically glowing herself. After missing the wedding due to the business trip to Dubai, she had made her feelings about the lack of an invitation known. Courtney can’t stop fawning over the babies, leaning in every few minutes to coo at them.

he whispered, so low only she could hear. "Detention. My office. After school," Courtney snapped, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Be late and it doubles " The school was empty. The halls were silent. Courtney sat in her private office, the door locked. She had prepared for this. She had removed her bra under her thin, white silk top. The fabric was almost see-through, and as she thought about Dax, her nipples grew hard, poking visibly against the silk. Dax walked in without knocking. He sat in the chair across from her, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked at her, his eyes immediately landing on the dark circles of her nipples under the white shirt.

Dylan declared. “Come on, we still have a lot of pests to finish off,” Vince said with a laugh. “But before that, I need to call my wife.” ————— On a cruise ship, with her beautiful face and graceful figure, Courtney had no trouble pretending to be one of the women being sold. However, her real target was one of the middle-aged Dons of an organization that had worked with Lucian. She was held temporarily in a room, where ten extremely scared women were with her.

Still, I caught the way Dera peeked at him when she thought no one noticed. That night, we sat down for steak and wine. Dera had cooked. Duncan talked about his kids, his job, the city he came from. Turns out, the guy was successful too. Somehow, that added to the tension. I could not shake the feeling I had just let a lion into the den. I watched as Duncan's gaze drifted over Dera’s face, then down her neck. He took his time. I could feel a charge growing across the table. "High school sweethearts?" Duncan looked at us like we were a rare find. "You don't hear that anymore."

The Jacksons had gone bankrupt years ago! Back when Aria and Archer were first rumored to be together, everyone knew it was impossible. The Duncans would never allow it. Sophia’s expression darkened. “Looks like they’re not far from a wedding. Both families clearly acknowledge their relationship now—this was the parents sitting down to meet.” “And did you see the way Old Mrs. Duncan treated Rachel? They actually seemed to get along. Even Mrs. Duncan and Rachel looked surprisingly comfortable with each other. What’s going on?” someone muttered, half in disbelief, half to themselves.