Duke Orsino She's The Man Novels & Stories

She wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s pawn. The Duke’s voice cut through the tension. “Let her go, Isabella,” he growled, his tone laced with menace. He stood tall, despite the blood dripping from his lip, his posture exuding authority. Isabella didn’t even flinch. “You’ve lost, Duke,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Your empire is crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.” Victoria’s mind raced. This is it. The Duke’s empire was on the brink of destruction, and now, it seemed like Isabella was the one to bring it all crashing down.

He said. “And what kind of woman am I?” She purred after taking a good cephalocaudal assessment on the young man, he is young but not too young and he smelled of new money. Solandra is a very picky woman, she does not appreciate young boys pretending to be mature men. This one seems legit. He smiles like a man too. “I say you are lonely.” And damn, he smelled great too. Dior maybe. “What if... I am?” The Duchess said cheekily, flaunting her cleavage and flicking her hair a bit.

seduce? I jolted up from my seat with my eyes and mouth wide open. Seduce?! that's right! No matter how cold that person is, he's still a man! With just one smile from her, no one could take their eyes away from her! I clenched my fist and smirked. "Not even you, my duke. I'll make sure you will be enslaved with Victoria's beauty. Mark my word, I'll make you mine."

"Carmella, do you prefer the 'me' now or the 'me' before? Be honest." I told her. "I prefer the 'Lady Audrey' who could live her life to the fullest. For you to live your life with no regrets, my lady. It's not just me who wished that, it's everyone who had sworn loyalty to the house of Garrick." Carmella said solemnly. "No regrets huh. What if I tell you, I don't want to marry the crown prince. That I want to take charge of our ducal house." I told her.

She thought she loathed all men. ‘What are the odds that the Heartless Duke of Salicera who has killed people before just for looking at the king the wrong way, is actually a kind enough person to take in a widow and her son?’ She knew that this marriage was also convenient for Daniel. But he could have chosen any other woman and she would have accepted immediately. Salicera was the only Dukedom that had survived the centuries. And even if the duke chose not to have any children, any woman would still have accepted to be the Duchess of Salicera, only second in power to the Queen and the Princess.

"Every time he sees me, he just tries to send me away. Maybe I'm not his type." The Duke, clad only in a pair of breeches, arched a brow. He seemed to be unfazed by her beauty. "Does he have a type?" "Most of the time, yes, petite, golden blonde, blue eyes... nothing out of the world." "Ugh," she scoffed, taming her raven-black hair with her fingertips. She was a stunning, full-figured woman with dark hair. Was she the Duke's type? If he preferred tall, curvy brunettes with caramel skin and brown eyes, then I clearly didn't fit the mold, not even one bit.

Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn my head to watch as Mane Beatrice walks out of the Den, freshly changed with Nala and Chloe and the entire Pride walking behind her. Again I tried to say that I was sorry, however, she didn’t want to hear it as she whistled calling the rest of the Pride to the centre of the village. Once everyone is encircled around the village centre she looks at Duke and says, “Expose her back.” Duke’s stern stone face mask cracks just a little as he looks into my eyes. Being the only Father figure I have known, I know that Duke doesn’t want to do as she says as he steps up behind me once more whispering,

The Duchess screams as she didn't like the way the young Lady attacks her, disrespecting and disregarding her status as the Duchess of the Vermin Kingdom. Instinctively, the Duke reacts to the young Lady's assault, and he tries to pull them out of each other. But, surprisingly, Lady Berenice's strength outmatches him. "Let go of you her!" The Duke commands, trying to get Lady Berenice's attention yet Lady Berenice doesn't seem to care anymore. Never giving up, the Duke uses his strength to intercept the women's quarrel. The Duchess could feel the stingy feeling in her head as her hair is being pulled out by the young Lady's hands.

Your choice. “Yes Ma’am,” I answer and offer her my hand. We both scurry off to our suite. I open the door and she is giggling. “Outside, under the stars,” She pulls my hand. “While they are all at dinner.” She kicks off her shoes and I remove my sports coat. Duke- Hurry up! Me- What is up with you? Duke- I’m horny as fuck! I need your dick inside her so I can at least watch.