Duke Dennis Real Name Novels & Stories

"I am a soldier of His Grace, the Duke," the man replied, revealing the Leventis crest emblazoned on his chest. Selene swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs. She studied him closely—yes, this was the man she had spotted among the trees yesterday while testing the new car. It turned out he belonged to Damian, her own husband. "Follow me… quietly," he commanded again, his voice stern. "If you refuse, I will drag you."

Duke's voice was concerned and curious. Dennis was speechless. The price tag on her shoes didn't scare him-it was the unsettling realization that he never really knew the woman he once married. "You should do some research on your ex-wife, Dennis. I'm sure she's more than you know." Duke suggested, extending a cigarette and a lighter to his friend. "You are right. I should do that." Dennis was talking when the buzzing of his phone snapped him, it was a call from Silas. "Hey buddy, I've found you a buyer." Silas said delightedly, immediately Dennis picked the call.

"Well, you guys don't need to introduce yourselves, I already know who you are." "Who the hell do you think you are?" I barked. "Come out here and show us you aren't a coward." "I would if I was there with you but sadly I'm not." He replied. He spoke up again before I could say another word. "I'm Dennis Mattias by the way." "Nobody gives a damn who you are." Duncan hissed. "Wouldn't you want to know why I'm so interested in your family? Dennis chuckled. "Why, I had to go as far as killing your brother?"

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.

Just call him before you call Dunn. Duke picks up the phone and dials Jessup Packhouse. "Jessup Packhouse, Luna Tina," Tina answers. "Aunt Tina it's Duke," Duke tells her. "Hey Duke, do you need Romeo?" Tina asks. "I am actually calling for Uncle Carter. I need his advice," Duke takes a deep breath. "OH?" Tina asks. "Carter's advice on a Grand Duke matter?" Duke knows Alicia is a sensitive topic for his Aunt Tina, hell his Mom is a sensitive topic for Aunt Tina.

(Colonel Alessia Di Gianna) “ummm….hi…nice to meet you?…umm…”.(Governor Duke Oliver Gust) Duke Oliver Gust has never meet, Alessia Di Gianna yet, as she weren’t there to congratulates him on his recent promotions, so he was visibly confused as this beautiful pale lady close greetings.

I shrugged my shoulder, sipping my grape juice pretending not to care in the world about what Klausian had just said. My sister and I are the only ones who know about Evan’s nickname. Since my wedding, Cali never talked about him again. I knew she had feelings for Devin’s best friend, since her trip to Barbados, he’s all she could ever talk about. Not even our common crush Matt Damon could make her mouth stop blabbering about how kind, sweet, and loving Casanova was. Once she learned about Evan's real identity, she just shut him off completely. Evan might be a playboy but he's a good person just like Devin. I think my sister needs to give him a chance to prove himself though.

Could she possibly see from a different kind of sight? "Dante, isn't it?" Strauss acknowledged his fake name. Dante, no surname. Aged 34. Grew up on the streets. No known family. Just a ghost who suddenly existed with the name Dante. Except that that information was all faked. "Yes," Brandon replied. Strauss took out a card from his jacket's pocket and passed it to him, "I'm Kennedy Strauss. Maybe you've heard of my name around here." Around here, around everywhere.

“These racers might not know you, but I do.” Alexander frowned at the man. “And what is the use of that?” Denise's gaze was serious now. “I know that your elder brother, Dante, is looking for my elder brother.” Yulia's brows furrowed. How could you know about it? “And?” Alexander was calm as he stared at the man. “I know a lot about my elder brother, Jake Devis Howard.” He muttered, tossing his shoulder-length dirty blonde curls backward. “Are you willing to help since you are telling us?” Yulia demanded.

"Now, I will tell him to get ready." Max was waiting in Duke's study room. His face beamed when he saw her entered the room, "Chili, have you done?" "Yes, Maxwee. We can go now." Duke raised his left brow. His expression became colder, and he tightens his grip on the white tea cup he was holding on, "Chili and Maxwee? What is that?" "Father, our nicknames were so cute, right? I really like it." Cecilia grin widely.