Duke Bookstore Apparel Novels & Stories

With my free hand, I pull my phone out of my pocket and quickly dial Duke. He picks up on the third ring. "What’s up, Captain?" "Duke, I need a favor," I say, my voice low and urgent over the sound of the running faucet. "I need you to go to the campus store right now and buy some clothes. Sweatpants, a top, whatever you can grab." There’s a pause on the line, followed by Duke's signature smirk bleeding through the speaker. "Wait, who are the clothes for?" "My girlfriend," I snap, not in the mood for his shit while Rory is trembling in my lap.

Emma smiles and heads to the office she shares with Ada and Duke. “Hey, Little Duchess,” Duke smiles. “I wanted to come get you both, but I know you have double work like I do.” “Is My Duke stressed?” Emma asks with a smile. Duke looks up with a smirk. “How can Little Duchess help with my stress?” “Oh, I think I have ways,” Emma reaches behind her and unzips her dress. As the fabric falls to the floor, Duke takes in her body. There are curves, her lace bra is bludging to hold back her breasts. Her tummy is tone and tight. The lace thong is also see-through.

Duke’s POV The day had drained me. Meetings. Reports. Damage control. But none of that followed me home. Only one thing did. Camille. Her face. Her tears. The way she looked—fragile, shaken, like she could break at any moment. It stayed with me. I couldn’t shake it off. Not even if I tried. On impulse, I stopped at a shopping mall. I told one of my staff that is the same size as Camille to get her size of clothes. Shoes. Perfume and a big box.

Duke lunged to catch the nearest glass, spilling half onto the floor. “Seriously?” Luke groaned, wiping champagne from his notes. “We’ve literally just finished an app launch, and you’re turning my office into a war zone?” “You’re welcome,” Duke said, proudly surveying the mess. “I call it abstract celebration art.” Kyle laughed, shaking his head. “This is just the warm-up. Tonight, boys, we hit the club. Drinks, music, women… and maybe some payback.” He cast a mischievous look at Dru and Luke.

I had seen a painting of a woman in Duke's art room, and it looked like he'd been heavily guarding the picture. "Thank you for telling me this Lu--Freya." I showed my utmost sincerity with a charming smile. When she left, a thought formed in my head. Don't worry too much on things you cannot change...I let that still stick to my brain. It seemed funny but I decided to text Ella. I waited outside for her to come around, and since I still wasn't sure if I could bring a friend over yet, I met with her outside there and collected the items I asked for earlier. Duke's jacket, then a smoking red dress I could wear, and some of her accessories and makeup. I tried on makeup myself and had learned th

I only replied. Duke and I entered every store here in the mall and bought everything he thinks that will fits me. He is the one choosing what clothes, shoes, bags and even jewelries that we are going to buy. I just let him because I don't have any idea or interested in this. All the things we bought are all in famous branded like Chanel, Prada, Gucci and Louis Vuitton. I can't imagine that I'm going to wear now an expensive clothes just for the sake of my relationship at his mom.

I'll just change the topic. "So what I mean is , Can I wear men attire? , it'll be more comfortable , I'll just wear dresses for events". Even though I said it to break the silence , Duke granted me permission to dress up however I want , except for royal events . it's means I can wear men's attire , even to the tea party . it surely the only good thing that has happened to me in this world . I went to my room and started to write my novel and asked Ash to take care of my men's attire .

After standing there gazing at her for a few minutes, getting no response from her at all, Duke Kensington decided to move to a nearby bench and wait for her. The girl was so beautiful but she seemed to be completely unaware of it. He had come to Dream Arts today to speak to the manager about getting new supplies when he noticed her walking into the shop. A young man, which Duke Kensington recognised as a Knight working for the Knights mansion based on the insignia on his uniform was following her around.

Duke takes the mostly empty plate from Cori’s good hand and nods at the food. “I don’t need your help,” she whisper shouts. Dressed in a pale green, flowery dress that accents her long legs and gorgeous skin, biker dude is no match for her. Duke’s jeans, black T-shirt, large hunting knife on his left hip, and the gun on his right only add to the dangerous vibes he gives off. They don’t affect Cori in the slightest. She prefers the sophisticated type and her nose turns up at his choice of attire. Duke would probably clean up nicely in a suit. It would need to be custom-made because no suit off the rack would fit him. However, I don’t see him putting one on, and even dressed to the nines, I do

Becca rolled her eyes as a smile was tugged at her lips. "Well, I would love anything that you would recommend to me, my love," she said before Niklaus was pushing her forward to a vendor that was selling the exotic trades that she never saw in her entire life. Becca turned to arch her eyebrow at Niklaus before the duke was asking for two drinks that were called Mango Juice.