Duke Dennis Before Fame Novels & Stories

The breaks were pathetically short, and the head seamstress ensured we didn't dillydally. Despite the strict schedule and watchful eyes, there was often whispered gossip that helped me understand my perilous mission better. Some stories even delved into the Duke's past, his parents, and the choices that shaped him into the man he was, with no scandals or love affairs to use against him.

Hopefully he was oblivious. As the day went on, the local news started zeroing in on Timothy in particular. As he brought Duke into the bath, they began asking him questions about his intent behind the fundraiser. “Most people probably don’t know, but I’m a huge fan of dogs,” he told them, giving the retriever a playful scratch under his ear. This was probably the first time he was willingly exposing Duke to the news. “This is my pal, Duke. I figured if he had fun with his Sunday baths, others would enjoy it just as much.”

"Tomorrow you will go for and interview and if you pass, you will sign a contract .I am sending you the address asap please don't be late..." "Okay.." Distinguished Ladies and gentlemen that's what we call favour and luck... I have worked with a lot of celebrities before but Carlos Valdemar was on another level, he was the fucking Duke of Moroccan He was like a god and me working with him was a lifetime achievement... He had a twin brother who ventured more on artistry and an arrogant big brother who didn't care much about

she replied and Dennis eyes some in shock. He looked at Cassandra as great shock filled his body, his ears unable to believe her words because John Dutch is no one else but the name of his foster Mafia father. Filled with hatred that he has been betrayed by everyone he trusted, Dennis walked out of Cassandra's office. "Dennis!" Cassandra called out to him with a tear soaked face but he didn't turn to look at her. With great annoyance, Dennis walked into his office and Cassandra followed behind watching him parking some files into his briefcase.

"No, no, we have to leave, Lucien! Bring my daughters and let's get out of here! Duke is not someone we can afford to provoke! He is terror!" Lucien raises a brow as he hears Santiago's words and the smile on his face and that on the face of Juliet and Brianna disappears. "What do you mean, Santiago? Do you know him?" "Hmph!" Charles snorts coldly. "You are truly a fool! Well, I don't blame you though, what can a poor punk like you know? If only you had been rich, you would have known you just angered someone you should never have thought of angering in your entire lifetime! This is Duke, the king of underground boxing from East Highland Park! He has always been known to be ruthless and unfo

“It’s like the blood drained out of your face!” The guy in front of me makes a gesture with his hand for added effect as he speaks. What did he say his name was again? Someone slings an arm around my shoulder and I stiffen, but Cassie’s sonorous voice rings in my ears a second later, “Stop teasing my friend, Duke. She clearly said she wasn’t bothered by it, now leave.” That was his name. Duke. And now I remember where I’ve seen him, on campus.

Devon said with a cackle. He was not worried. He was sure that Dustin did not know Duke at all. Beep. There was a click, and the call went through. Duke’s face showed up on the screen. “Mr. Fox, is there something you need?” Duke looked nervous. When he saw Dustin, he thought that Dustin might have some requests for him. But when he saw Simone and the others, he switched to a much more casual tone of voice. When he went to Rivenesco, Dustin had told him that he wanted to keep his identity as the King of Hades hidden away.

“Come on buddy. We can get all the juices of this deal checked in a few hours” It was Duke speaking.He had recently introduced himself as duke and the hair to the Richardson empire. His brother Donald managed some properties. These men were deep in the corporate affairs and knew exactly how to run their fathers business. They had no business with being Mafias like my brother and I. I wiped a quick hand over my nose as I watched hand the golf stick to his assistant.

Dennis was dumbfounded with the Duke's word . He just wished that he could pull that man's beard of his face and beat him to pulp. Everyone chuckled at the Duke's word but Dennis didn't find that word funny. He quickly took a glance at Rebecca and the girl was slowly killing herself in the midst of the people. Her mind wasn't in the meeting at all as she trembled on her seat.

she replied and Dennis eyes some in shock. He looked at Cassandra as great shock filled his body, his ears unable to believe her words because John Dutch is no one else but the name of his foster Mafia father. Filled with hatred that he has been betrayed by everyone he trusted, Dennis walked out of Cassandra's office. "Dennis!" Cassandra called out to him with a tear soaked face but he didn't turn to look at her. With great annoyance, Dennis walked into his office and Cassandra followed behind watching him parking some files into his briefcase.