Duke Dennis Real Name Novels & Stories

Baron said. I smiled at him, I caught Aaron’s jealous gaze. “You may continue.” I told Lucas, making sure to avoid Aaron’s eyes. “Alright. I never knew what those boys names were but I received a message from the one who introduced himself as Dennis.” “Dennis?” I was surprised. Who was Dennis? “Yes, the taller one of the two. The blonde guy I pounced on first.” I sighed. “That is Greg.” “He told me his name is Dennis when I asked, and yes, he did not send it in our text but he called and that was once.”

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?

“Whatever his name is. I don’t give an F. Listen, Alex is the epitome of what so many people out there want to be, what they aspire to be, what so many companies want from a CEO or a reputable CEO. But Alex is fucking everything up. He’s destroying his reputation. His father’s reputation. Your reputation. My reputation. He’s destroying everything. What is so special about this Dante of a guy?” “Dennis,” I corrected him again. “Whatever. What’s so special about this guy that he can’t just let him go? I just want to know. This Dennis of a guy… what is so special about him? You have all these rumors and all these people coming after him. You know, he had a very good chance at being with my daug

"There is someone who helps me. He is Mr. Fernandes." Diana followed where George pointed, and it turned out to be directed at the man currently driving their ship. "Thank you Mr. Fernandes for your help," George said earnestly. Fernandes, the man who also knew the murderer of Alpha Stevan's father, bowed respectfully when he saw Diana. All the information George had gotten, including everything about Pack Delonix, had come from that man. He was a former Pack Delonix member who had escaped on the day Alpha Stevan's father was shot. He was the only witness who clearly saw the incident.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Prologue Duke Patrick is a 38 year old doctor, working in a National hospital.He had his first wife called Alicia who died mysteriously and Duke was framed for her wife's death.He was taken to the court.The day of his hearing, Andrew his best friend saved him from being imprisoned Due to stress and alcoholism, he was forced to stop working for a while. After a long period of loneliness, he decides to start over again, working and family because that's what he treasured most.He meets his highschool friend Amanda and falls deeply in love with her which leads to marriage.

She gulps, swallowing the rest of the words with her. "Haha," Ryan laughs. "Such a smart ass. No wonder you deceived the young man before you for so long." The smile on his face suddenly vanishes in the twinkle of an eye and his face darkens. "I'm Ryan Douglas, the big cousin of Duke Douglas who the media says your husband killed. I'm here to seek revenge for his death and to be honest, none of you will survive this night! You are all going to die a painful death just as my brother did!"

He hawkishly cleared his throat and he attempted to say something. "Your Magesty" He started as he itched in messy beard. "There's no doubt about what you said. I also love Crown Prince Dennis. He is such a caring and generous boy. I ..." The Duke immediately trailed off immediately he saw the icy look shot at him. He froze that instant, trying to recall what he said wrong. "And who the hell are you calling a boy?" Dennis voice echoed in the room and everyone was stunned. They enjoyed the complement that was said about Dennis but none of them took a glance at him if he was happy to sad about it.

He dips his hand in his suit pocket and brings out a small card that he stretches towards me. It looks like a business card, completely harmless but I eye it warily, not making a single move to take it from him. He chuckles. “So guarded, I like that,” he says then continues, “My name is Dennis. I run a modelling agency, the best in the city.” He says. “Okay, what has that got to do with you sneaking up on me?” His eyes run over my body. “Hey, my eyes are up here.” I snap and he snaps his eyes back to me, that creepy smile returning to his face.

He drove me to the big gate at the mansion and I said, “Thank you for driving me.” He seemed to wake up from his thoughts and took my hand when I wanted to step out of the car. “Wait Vanessa, I just want you to know that there are ways of escaping Don Lorenzo and his gang. I could help you.” He took a card out of his pocket and handed it to me. It said, “Duke Miller, Sheriff of the crime department.” Then there was his phone number and email. I smiled at him, “I will think about it, thank you, Duke.”