Dankworth Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Dettling was talking about the day's menu with the housekeeper in her usual authoritative voice. Sebastian was buttering his toast, looking tired. He worked so hard to provide for his family, to keep up the lifestyle Seraphina had grown used to. Dark circles shadowed his kind eyes, and I noticed how his shoulders sagged with exhaustion. The sight of him made my chest tighten with pity and rage. How could she betray such a good man? How could she sit across from him every morning, smiling and playing the devoted wife, while carrying on her dirty affair with his own cousin?

“Which is why I had the clinic checked this morning.” Her eyes widened. “You what?!” “Your brother needs treatment urgently,” he said. “Let me help.” Her heart pounded. “Why are you doing this?” Dante looked at her with unsettling sincerity. “Because you saved my life. And I don’t leave debts unpaid.” The wind blew gently between them, carrying the scent of rain and dust. For the first time, she noticed something behind his cold exterior—something heavy, controlled, and dangerous. He wasn’t just rich.

She smiled and walked out the same way she came in, making him to shake his head. As soon as Charlotte left, Jacob entered. He saw the look on Avery’s face, turned back to watch Charlotte and then shook his head. “You are married, Avery.” He said. Avery snapped his head towards his direction. “And?” “You shouldn’t be looking at single women like that.” What? “I am looking at her because she is a dunce.” He retorted. “How is it possible that a dunce is my secretary for close to two years now?” “Charlotte is not a dunce. If only you know what she does to make sure the desk of Avery Trent works smoothly, you wont call such a perfectly good secretary a dunce.”

Maya shrugged her shoulders, casting her a look of 'I told you, just wait and see,' before she flipped the door closed. Only when she was gone did he begin. "Miss. Zelda," Zelda waited, waited for him to speak, because it felt like every passing minute was ticking by, the atmosphere was suffocating, and yet, it was tense. "Have you heard of the Harts?" He said, his tone rigid. Zelda squeezed her face slightly, Hart? Hart? Hart? The name popped a slight memory in her brain, they were one of the prestigious families, the name carried significance, it carried worth, so, who in the hell wouldn't know the Hart?

If this is not madness, what should he call it? He doesn't think Clara will dare to show him an attitude after what happened last night. "Big Brother , why am I being injected when I'm not ill," ? Clara looked at the needle in her hand and frowned at the man before her. Xavier didn't dare let go of her hands. "who am I ? " he ask looking deep into her brown eyes. He just realized that she no longer had that fear for him in her eyes. " Prince Charming! " she called out elegantly, lowering her head, her face already turned pink.

“Sort of contract jobs. Not much but it pays the bills.” Zach silently did not believe him. He knew there is something behind that cool demeanor and he means to find that out. “I didn’t get your last name,” he commented patiently. “Walters didn’t mention it.” “I didn’t,” Alex piped in softly. She looked at Zach, straight in the eye. “He’s last name is Buckworth. He’s the Bucky that’s been calling on my phone, sir.” “You always loved that name for me, do you, sweetheart?” Damon drawled, smiling down at her.

"She is betrothed because she slept with my fiancé. You rushed that contract through yesterday to protect her from scandal, and in doing so, you handed me to the Lykan court on a silver platter." "Inara, mind your tongue!" Sofia hissed from the upper landing, shielding Elizaveta. "How dare you—" "Silence, Sofia," my father commanded without looking at her. He kept his eyes on me, his broad shoulders stiff. "It is a matter of survival for House Volkov. The Alpha demands an unbetrothed daughter of noble blood. You are my eldest. You are strong, Inara. You have always been resilient. Elizaveta would not survive a week in the northern mountains."

A sense of loss flashed past her eyes, she would never get the chance to spoil and pamper them, she had missed out on their childhood. Adam: “This is Mark’s better half, Sarah Moorefields and these are your great grandchildren, Miles, Melody and Max.” Adam turned to Thomas “This is Thomas Benton, Angel’s prince charming and their little ones Penelope, Yvonne and Kevin.” Adam pointed towards Darcy “This is my second born, Darcy Everett Walter and that is the love of his life, Grace Kingsley and their treasures, Marcus and Bruno.” Bruna blew a flying kiss with a big grin as soon as his name was called.

"That's why I like you. You are so naive. And the naive ones are tight and fresh underneath." Did he just say something so disgusting in my face? I can't believe this is the man Diana Dankworth married. Mr Dankworth runs his finger from my cheek to my chin to my neck. He's about to go down to my bosom when I push his hand off my body. "I can't have sex with you!" I snap. This must be the guy Sarah Stone was warning me about.

He needed answers, and he needed them now, the weight of his suspicion and confusion pressing heavily on him. The man on the other end of the line fell silent for a moment before replying with a sly, almost mocking tone. “Aren’t we quite familiar already? After all the time we’ve spent together, do I really need to introduce myself?” His words dripped with a mix of humor and provocation as if savoring the chaos unfolding on the other end of the call. Finally, he added, with a touch of dramatic flair, “Fine. My name is Chen Dankworth.” The name hit Dean like a thunderclap. His head felt hot, blood rushing to his temples as anger and betrayal surged through him. He couldn’t hold back anymore a