Duke Novels & Stories

My lips parted when he tightened his hand and pulled back, making me look up at him. "You gave me a feel of that sweet pussy so I won't kill your brother." Dominic murmured, but his eyes were softer as he scrutinised every feature on my face. My breath hitched at the close proximity - despite literally being in the face of danger I couldn't deny how deadly handsome he was. "Wait. You think I elaborated some sick plan to fuck you so you won't hurt Micah?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him. He moved his hand to my chin, holding it in the tip of his fingers and tilting it upwards.

The thoughts of his lips on my pussy, his fingers fucking me, his breath close to my chest. I get really horny that I can throw myself at him everytime I see him. Duke goes out in the morning and gets back home early evenings. He works at the Apex Silver company. He came back home one evening and as he was eating his dinner, I decided to tell him about my decision. “I’m going to meet Kane, maybe he will consider me working under him.” “What makes you think he will consider that?” “I don’t know. Duke, I’m really not used to sitting all day doing nothing, I need something to do.”

She said, looking up at him in painful disbelief. Duke leaned over the doorframe and crossed his hands on his chest. “I don’t give a fuck what you think of yourself. Scram, Minsi. I do not ever wish to see you again.” Duke rasped. Minsi spared him a last glance before picking herself up and starting to walk out of the room with a shattered heart and only searing pain escorting her out.

a voice called out from the back of the trailer. I turned to find my number two driver, grinning like the reaper himself. Duke was a skinny, sharp-eyed kid with a jagged scar running down his left cheek from an illegal street race in Chicago. He had a half-empty bottle of tequila in one hand and a lit cigarette dangling from his lower lip. "Miller's team is crying to the track marshals," Duke chuckled, tossing his smoke onto the ground and crushing it under his boot. "They say you violated safety protocol."

I spent my whole life playing the perfect daughter and the model fiancée. I gave up racing, painting, and every dream I had of being free. I turned myself into a machine that never needed rest. It wasn't until I was 35, lying in a hospital bed as my lungs gave out, that I finally heard firsthand what my father and my husband, Adrian Devaux, had been plotting. The fortune worth billions that I had worked myself to the bone to preserve? My father had long since arranged to leave every penny of it to his illegitimate daughter, Claire Bennett. And the husband I had stood by for years had been cheating on me with Claire all along. They looked down at my wasted body without a shred of pity in thei

Kaelus didn't even blink at the bloody display unfolding right in front of him. "Raipherze! I—I heard the Duke talking to the head butler!" the young man who leaked the information blurted out, shivering in pure terror as he stared at his comrade's mangled face. "You just said Lancaster." "It—it was just a stopover, Your Grace! The Duke owns a massive estate in Raipherze. Back when he proposed to the lady—" "Enough," Kaelus cut him off sharply. His chest heaved with a quiet fury, entirely unwilling to hear a single word about his woman's past with another man.

Thinking that there was a quite huge possibility that the cold-blooded butcher would buy her, Lili felt like a fishbone had been stuck in her throat. Even though the Duke looked handsome and fresh outside, it wouldn’t matter if his insides were rotten. Lili bit her lips and waited for the old lady’s reply. She hoped that the old headmistress could think of a solution for her current source of trouble. The duke. The man that had been dubbed as the ‘Butcher of the North’. She didn’t wish for a bloody duke as a sponsor, especially if the man was someone infamous for killing young ladies… like her. Sh