Novel & Cerita Duke Please Stop Because It Hurts

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"Dammit! I said stop! “He grabbed my arm, grinding me to a sudden halt. When I turned around, his lips were pulled into a thin line stretching all the way to the edges. The playfulness was gone from his eyes, aggravation slipping in its place. So what could possibly be the reason he had that look on his face when I was the one who got hurt by him? He couldn’t even pretend he was sorry for a damn second. "Why should I stop Tan? So you can try to get me into your bed like those girls you sleep with every day?" I questioned, pulling my exposed arms around myself to shield myself from the cold chills.

Lucas The mention of Alora’s name alone made the pain intensify. “So, you were so jealous and insecure that you couldn’t let me handle things without trying to ruin my life and everything I’ve ever built?” “Answer me!” I roared, my grip tightening. “As the man of this house, you’ll undo every damn thing you’ve done!” I released her, and she dropped onto the bed, coughing, her fingers trembling as they brushed her bruised neck.

Cruel. “Everyone watching.” --- The tears came too fast. I turned my head, not wanting him to see. But he caught my chin. Made me face him. “I told you not to cry,” he said. “You didn’t.” “I shouldn’t have to.” --- He released me and walked away. I stood slowly, holding the blanket like armor. “What is this, Duncan?” He didn’t turn around. “You said you were still mine,” he said. “And now I’m showing you what that means.”

He leans back and spreads his arms; “you’re angry. You’re hurt. You need an outlet. Come on, hit me.” I shake my head, his words piercing me straight in the chest. “I’m not hurt…” “Don’t bloody lie to me!” Duke snaps, his voice tinged with rage. “You’re never one to show emotions but the pain in your eyes is clear as fucking day. And I assure you, hitting me is much better than what you’re planning to do.” I freeze, feeling the darkness in my head multiply as I hold his furious stare; “you don’t know anything…”

Duke forced himself to look up. His eyes were red—glassy, exhausted, and hollow. “I’m asking you to help her start over. Away from me.” He scoffed. “You’re buying her life, Duke! You're just thinking of yourself after you hurt my sister!" Duke’s reply came almost instantly, but his voice shook. “No. I’m buying her freedom.”

The pain in my chest eased and he hummed. “Deep breath.” “I really didn’t mean to… I-I don’t know what happened.” He scoffed. “She triggered you and pissed you off. That’s what happened. Relax. I’m more interested in you trying to do that against someone without the added emotional drive.” He turned and waved Duke over. “You’re up.” “Finally,” Duke sighed. “I’m so tired of being thrown around.” He chuckled. “I hope you’re not too tired. “

she asked angrily "how dare you" he slapped her again "dear, please stop him" Amber's mother pleaded to the Duke he remained silent Amber stopped Chris's hand and pushed it away "I didn't do anything wrong" she mumbled "it's all your f-----" the Duke slapped Amber "Amber" her mother stood up and went near her Amber is surprised she clenched her fists on the floor while her lip is bleeding "get out," Duke said coldly she stood up and slowly walked out of the door

he said. “Yes, ma’am, and Minus here had it bad,” he continued, ignoring Minus. “All we heard about was Cricket this and Cricket that, that is when he wasn’t bitching about how much of a prick Cutter is.” He turned to Minus. “How is Cutter, by the way?” “Yeah, about that,” Minus said sternly. “My sweet Lord look at your knee,” Duke said, ignoring Minus. “It’s nothing. Just a scrape. I’ll be okay,” I said, trying my best not to think about the bits of gravel that I’d have to pick out of my stinging flesh.

"I am sorry for suddenly calling you onto our duchy but I hope you understand how dangerous our plight is." Duke Hugin said solemnly. You also understand how dangerous your plight is so why are you asking underage children to deal with it? I'm very dissatisfied with this duke. He's making it sound like we're doing something so noble when he forced us to do this. Are we just supposed to go because he called us? I'm from a ducal family too. Annoying old man.