Dankworth Bridgerton Novels & Stories

“You are a good person for wanting to fight for your boss, but that’s not all. There’s still so much you don’t know. The whole world knows I’m the daughter of a debtor, and it’s official that I am never going to hear the end of it.” “Since the day I stepped into this house, I knew something wasn’t right. Brenda was brutal with her words, but she’s right. Out of all the classy women out there, why did I think that Shawn would settle for me?” Doreen scoffed. “That woman is nothing but a bitch! There is more to marriage than beauty and fame. If Shawn wanted to spend his forever with her, he would have accepted her back the moment she came to beg.”

Looking directly at the screen, almost like she's looking right at Charles, he sits up, hanging on to her every word. Maybe, just maybe he still has a chance? "I am Bethany Worth. Mrs Bethany Worth." "Whoa, you're married?" Bethany smiles beautifully, the light catching on the jewelry that dazzles around her neck and her fingers as she flashes her ring to the camera. "Yes, I am." Charles frowns. "That's not..." Daisy scoffs immediately. "What did I tell you about this woman being desperate for attention? She ran away from the family but she is still using our reputable name to garner attention to her useless company."

* (Present) I'm attending a high-profile fundraiser, dressed in a stunning red gown, mingling with the city's elite. I was invited as a guest of honor, and I was looking forward to a night of networking and making valuable connections. As I make my way through the crowded room, I notice a man staring at me from across the room. When I glanced at the invisible talons digging into my neck, I’m faced with no other than him. Baxter Wolf. The man who allowed the poison between our parents infect us, even after promising he would only let that happen over his dead body.

She even moved her chin up to look down at the man again. “Mr. Pearce, your coffee is here.” The secretary soon arrived and knocked on the door. He pushed it open slowly, letting the creak annoy Roxanne despite the staredown. “Mr. Pearce, please be hasty if you want to see Mr. Dawson tonight. The bridge is unpassable today.” “Unpassable?” Gryphon brought his glare at the innocent secretary, but the man only nodded before presenting the coffee to his boss. “How unpassable?”

she said. I glanced at Neil for him to take the envelope. “I have good news for you.” I took out my phone, opened an app, and showed her a report. “Oh!” Darcy took out her phone and checked something. “I haven't checked my phone since morning. Why did you transfer this much money to my account?” “It's the compensation money for Bridget slapping you. Please use it to check your cheek.” I glanced at her left cheek. Darcy touched her cheek. Her eyes were teary. “Thank you,” she murmured. “I know you did this not to help me but to preserve your assets. Nonetheless, thank you for demanding this much money from her.”

I only nodded. "Bernie," the last one said, chewing on her food. She looked the youngest of them all. Bernie and Ruth had some resemblance and I could tell that they were sisters, maybe daughters of the first wife. I think I would like to meet the first wife, and by the way, where is Damian? The scowling guy smirked before introducing himself “Call me Duke,” He said, sipping some wine and staring at me in a flirty way. Woah.The nerve.

"Is she on a TV show or something? She looks like someone I know." "You don't know her and be thankful. She and Damon were a thing a few times over the last thousand years. Her name is..." Bethany cut him off. "Bridget." "Yes. Go put that up. Don't support her shit. She's a venomous snake. Not sure what my brother ever saw in her." He turned and walked to the cash register with a bunch of items. "Grab what you want and come on. I'll buy, but you have five seconds."

Ethan met her gaze, “I wasn’t angry, but you have to promise me that you’ll never leave me” “I promise” Ethan’s icy manner dissipated, it was like he had become a different person entirely. “Go continue with your work, I’ll be with you here”. Jane was perplexed, but she had her schoolwork to complete, so she pushed her doubts to the back of her mind and thought no more of them. Meanwhile, Ethan pushed his wheelchair aside and took out his mobile phone to contact Bruce. The man who was with the Young Mistress today is called Brock Davenport, Bruce’s text read. He is the son of the D-port Group and a third year medical student with excellent grades. He and the Young Mistress are both assistant

He takes a step closer. I step back, hitting the table. Nowhere to go. "April West." He tests the name, rolling it over his tongue like he's tasting wine. Like he's memorizing it. His gaze drops to my mouth, still swollen from his kiss, and something dark and hungry flashes across his face. "Do you know who I am, April West?" I shake my head frantically. "No. No, I swear. I just needed the money. It was a stupid dare. I'll leave. I'll never come back. I'll—"

“That’s nice of you, but I don’t need your father’s help, Seria.” A triumphant smile gazed at my lips. This woman was really trying everything just to have his attention. I knew that this was not the first time for Killian to encounter like this–a woman chasing him. Well... he was Killian Lannister, a hot and gorgeous CEO and billionaire. Who wouldn’t want him? That even I, who hated him at first, now was wrapped around his fingers. “Alright, I understand, Killian.” Seria stood up, giving him a soft yet seductive smile. “I have to go. See you around!”