Novel & Cerita Duke Dennis Smile

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?

There was no need to pretend. Then she smiled brightly, "yes, I am very happy," her words were filled with joy and, at the same time, with joy. The Duke couldn't help but stare at her for a bit longer as she was deploying such a delightful smile. He wanted to see it more, much more. Though, he didn't want anyone to notice it. "Hey!" she yelled when the brazen man pulled her to his chest to cover her face. "What are you doing?" she whispered with her face already red.

Duke pulled away his hand and smiled sarcastically. "Sorry! What are you saying sorry for? For torturing my Mother? For stabbing my Mother? For burning my Mother to death? For breaking my leg? Or for sending me to prison without any fault? For what crime are you saying sorry? And which of these crimes do you think is so small that saying sorry is enough?" Duke asked in a rough voice. Hearing Duke's words, all the guests were completely stunned. They never thought that such a big and disgusting sinner was hiding behind Hunter's smiling and bright face. Maybe that is why they say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

Shana smirked " What" I mouthed at him, a smirk plastered on my face. His eyes pierce through me, jaw harshly clenched and his hand firmly gripped on his glass of whiskey. I pressed myself up against the guy's front and lightly grind into him. Dennis tilted his head and mouthed, "You're gonna get it." I turn us around, the guy back facing Dennis. I grab his neck and pull him down, whispering something in his ear whilst running my hands through his hair.

“You remember how to smile, right?” Duke’s smirk was subtle. “Only when I’m winning.” Lisa wished to roll her eyes however instead slanted her head, letting the light catch her cheek. He looked at her obliquely. Chandeliers dazzled and gentle music was playing in the ballroom. Elegant and Expensive. Yet so fake. Lisa socialized with donors and diplomats, every nod and laugh thoroughly determined. Duke played his role too—his arm brushing hers just often enough to make it look natural.

He bits them, swiftly surpressing the smile. I tilt my head to the sides. "Is that a smile I see, Desmond Smith?" "Why won't I, Monique Saints?" He finally let's the smile take over his face and damn this man is beautiful... You know when a man is too fine, handsome is strong even to describe him. "You're a natural entertainer..." Is he talking? Because I'm still trying to figure how he pulls off this smile that gives him a very hot and beautiful look. Smiling should be ab offence on Desmond Smith. I mean, he could literally just break hearts and end relationships with a single smile.

“Its okay. You don’t have to apologise, you yell all the time. I’m used to it.” Denis was about to apologise again when he saw the doctor walking towards them. “How is she? Is she okay?” ~g~ asked the doctor. He looked from Denis back to ~g~ and smiled. They were both astonished. Why was he smiling? “You might want to fill us in doctor, your smile is creepy.” ~g~ said taking one step back to sneeze. Denis was too worried about Kelsey to realize that ~g~ had a cold. He felt like a total douche.

"I took a few sips of Tequila. But... I'm sure I saw right. How about you dropping by later to confirm for yourself?" "There'll never be a need for that. I don't need to come confirm that." Dennis's voice was confident as he spoke. "Cardi can never own even a power bike all by herself, talk more of a Rolls... Duke! Get the fuck out of my phone. Call me back after taking a nap." "But Dennis I mean..." Dennis hung up with a smirk, cutting Duke off mid-sentence. To Dennis, Duke was too drunk and was saying absolute nonsense. With a sigh of relief, Dennis got up taking another sip from his wine.

Luke buried his face in one hand. "I hate all of you." For the first time since Duke Adrian and Marquis Dane had entered the banquet hall... Dane laughed. It wasn't loud. Nor was it elegant. It was genuine. Beside him, even Adrian's icy lips curved into a faint smile. The terrifying duke whose murderous aura had suffocated the hall only moments earlier seemed, if only slightly, more approachable. Gasps echoed throughout the hall. Many younger nobles rubbed their eyes. Had... Had the infamous Duke Adrian actually smiled?

No, I couldn’t afford to lose a point. I’ll stay in the safe zone. “I would assume you meant organized.” He took another sip of his tea without breaking eye contact between the two of us. “I meant what I said. You have a boxed life and if I were you, I have died out of boredom.” Who said that the Duke of Athenesy knew how to console people? Mingming’s meow was the only sound we heard from the cafe. “Could you please look at the paintings on the walls?”