Duke Dennis Novels & Stories

I had to make sure our legal put on extra details for his contract. "Adriana, whenever you're ready?" He made me snapped into reality. Fucking hell. "Sorry, Mr. Davis. Please have a seat, I just thought Drew had sent us his oldest client. But you don't look that old." I was stalling, when in reality I had known everything there was to know about him. Like the fact that he's forty-two years old and loves fitness. And if I went through his portfolio, he had a really nice junk that supports him, throughout his underwear modeling career.

Darius shouted basically every of his insult words, and Dean barely opened his mouth to speak at all. But Duke?? He was so in the middle, frustrating me the most with pretty much very deep insults. He was always so calm when he picked on me. And to worsen it all, he seemed very talented to me as well that I loved him for that. “Damn, a talented bully? Great combination–” I jumped up as I heard a voice from behind. "What part about stay away from my study room don't you get?" It belonged to Duke…speaking of the devil!

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

“W-what are you—” “Shh, Dick is here!” And this makes us choke on whatever is present in our mouths. We — Blue and me. “What the fuck, Jer! Don’t forget your manners!” Blue scolds him and he laughs. He then nudges in Blue’s left, making us look in that direction and finding Dante there.

Giovanni’s face said it all, he was not going to let this go. “I would first like to introduce you to my older brother, Nicolas D’Angelo, the REAL and rightful heir to this whole empire” Dante said, looking at Giovanni as people gasped, muttering between themselves “I was just as surprised as you currently are when I found out, but then again, it seems like our beloved father hid more than just my brother…”

“Because it’s my goddamned ranch and I’ll chase those punks off myself. Plus, I didn’t want to bother you. I know you’ve got plenty of club business in town to tend to.” “Bullshit. You, Pearl, and the ranch come first. You call me next time you have a problem. In the meantime, I’m gonna make sure this little unsanctioned grow operation is taken care of, and that you’re compensated for your trouble by these assholes.” Duke nodded at Minus, then smiled wide at me. “Well, ain’t you the prettiest little thing! Sorry if I gave you a fright.” “That’s okay,” I said extending my hand. “Hi, I’m Cricket.”

Drake was busy in the palace, leaving Emily in his royal house. He was busy training himself when someone called him outside the training room. “Alpha, alpha!” Beta Dillon called him. Drake stopped and looked at the Beta sharply. “What is your problem, Dillon?!” he growled annoyingly. He saw him with fear and unexplainable emotions. “A-Alpha,” Beta Dillon’s scared voice stuttered. Drake knitted his forehead and walked towards the door, and opened it.

Fuck… I stopped in my tracks and slowly spun to see that he was quickly closing the distance between us. As he got within normal conversation distance he said “I’m sorry, but when a girl like you smiles at me, I can’t just let you walk away without knowing your name.” he said in a laughing tone. “Hi sorry, you looked busy, my name is Wendy.” “Wendy, huh? That’s not a name you hear very often anymore. It’s very pretty. My name’s Duke. Duke Forester.” “Nice to meet you Duke… and Thanks, my parents are old.” Then I shook his hand like we were closing some kind of business deal followed by a slight pause. What the fuck was that? My parents are old?

I couldn’t hold back the chuckle in my voice as I spoke, pouring us a hearty glass each from the bottle of whiskey I’d grabbed when I leaned over the bar. She scowled at me, downing her drink. It was a good thing I’d known her as long as I had and that we were as close as we are because otherwise she’d have killed me by now, second or not. An hour and lots of drinking later, I watched her pull out her phone, put it on speaker phone and dial someone, stalking back towards the chapel as she did. Fishnet, Duke and Rogue. THE DUKE “We need to find the guy,” Duchess’ voice was low, homicidal. Even with the crackly line, I could tell just how pissed she was. “At this point, he just deserves a kick

"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