Novel & Cerita Disobey The Duke If You Dare

She wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s pawn. The Duke’s voice cut through the tension. “Let her go, Isabella,” he growled, his tone laced with menace. He stood tall, despite the blood dripping from his lip, his posture exuding authority. Isabella didn’t even flinch. “You’ve lost, Duke,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Your empire is crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.” Victoria’s mind raced. This is it. The Duke’s empire was on the brink of destruction, and now, it seemed like Isabella was the one to bring it all crashing down.

"I am the Duke." "You?" For one long moment, utter bewilderment was writ large across her delightful countenance. For the life of her, Margaret could not use her surprise. How could this man, of all men, be the Duke? Aside from he fact he was far too young to have been a crony if her father's, the gentleman before her was unquestionably a rake. And a rake of the first order, to boot. Whether the dark-browned, harsh-featured face wig its aquiline nose and firm mouth and chin or the lazy assurance with which he had entered the room had contributed to her reading of his character, she could not have said. But the calmly arrogant way his intensely blue eyes had roved from the top of her curls al

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

I was the one to come up with those conditions. He sighed. ‘That promise cannot be broken.’ The duke tried to read the paper again, but the image of Magnolia’s scars was too vivid to push away. He frowned. ‘There were so many.’ He wondered how painful they were when they were inflicted on her, and who dared hurt her. Suddenly, Daniel found himself fuming. His lust for killing was fully awake. ‘I would love to rip apart every limb of whoever laid hands on her.’ His hand trembled. “Henry.” He looked at his assistant who stiffened as soon as his eyes met the chilling gaze of the duke. “I need you to take care of something for me.” His voice was frosty and threatening. “Of course, Your Grace.”

“Killing me won’t change the fact that everyone knows Rosetta is the true heir to everything your greed desires.” Nia, her chest heaving with effort, mustered the strength to glare at the Duke. “You’re a coward,” she spat, her voice defiant despite her pain. “Hiding behind your power while destroying everyone around you!” The Duke’s face contorted with rage, his hand raised as if to strike her, but Vivienne stepped forward, placing a hand on his arm. “Save the fun for the ball,” she whispered, her tone dripping with mockery. The Duke paused, his lips curled into a dark grin as he lowered his hand. “You’re right,” he said, his gaze shifting back to Nia. “Tonight, we’ll make this a spectacle t

Pompous and self-assertive. Laura snorts. “Mom, there’s no way I’m marrying a man with an obtrusive behavior.” “That settles it, then. We’re not getting married,” he announced, not minding everyone’s distorted reactions. “Olivia…” Ophelia looks at her daughter whose eyes are filled with grimace as she stares at Duke on the other side of the table. Duke’s father, Edmond, on the other hand, carefully leaned towards his son’s ears before whispering, making sure no one on the table can hear them. "I remember warning you this morning. Stop being stubborn this instant,” he warned.

' The Duke stood in front of her, and he leaned to her ear, "I'll set them free if you agree." "No, Genesis!" Craig's mother said while shaking her head. "Knight, Kill her!" The Duke lost his patience and ordered to kill the woman. The Knight pulled out his sword as he is about to swing it on the woman's head. Genesis quickly answered, "Yes! I agree!" "Stop!" The Duke halted the Knight from killing Craig's mother as the Duke smirk in satisfaction at Genesis's answer. "You made a wise choice, Genesis." "Genesis! No!" Craig screamed at her as his voice started to hurt.

Damien drew his sword with a flourish, the steel ringing like a scream. “These men thought they could conspire against their duke. They thought they could spit on my name. Today, I remind you all what it means to betray me.” The nobles shifted uneasily. Some averted their eyes. Others whispered. The room was so restless and heated..

His eyes twitched with all guns blazing aiming for the Duke. He settled his cold gaze at the Duke "What do you think the King will do, Duke of Larena? he is but a coward man. I come before you in behalf of the King who knows nothing but flirt with the Queen." His voice sounded like a death sentence to anyone who dares to defy his orders, leaving all the men unable to meet his gaze and communicate with each other in silence. Even the Duke losts his resolution.

"Dad, are you sure this isn’t a scam? Is the letter legitimate?” “Yes, of course it’s legitimate and I know a scam when I see one.” His mouth thinned. “The son you were betrothed to is dead, but it doesn't matter. His first son, the new Duke, wishes to see you tomorrow night at Haerton so he can put his proposal to you.”