Novel & Cerita Erica Duchess

Her chest was heaving lightly as her heart beat faster. "You must be surprised by how I knew about you. It was quite easy and simple. You asked earlier if you did something wrong, Lucy, and guess the answer. Yes, you did a whole lot of things wrong to me." Erica shook her head, "No, you must be drunk before coming here. I am not Lucy, I am Erica. Your future wife." Raphael placed his hand on his lips to silence her. "Don't talk about the topic loudly." "Look, Raphael, you don't seem to be in the right state of mind now. I can't call off the engagement…"

She called out, and I nodded with understanding. “It must have been crazy though,” I said with a small knit of my eyebrows. “Oh, you know the good ol’ fashion runways. But as always, your girl nailed it. Did you by any chance get to watch it?” She smiled from ear to ear, and I pursed my lips before shaking my head no. “Urgh. You are infuriating. But, you are lucky I saved the good ones for you. I am going to send them later. But right now, let’s talk about our plans with the Archduchess of Fairefax.”

“Damn.” What the heck was happening right now? Was I really watching this live? There really is nothing new under the sun. Erica pushed her chair back and stood. “Give me a sec, I need to use the toilet.” She mumbled out, then staggered off. I watched her go, before turning to Drex who stared back. “You think we should follow her?” He asked. “So she doesn't trip or something.” “You want to follow a woman to the toilet?” I made sure to express how dumb that sounded.

She felt Alexander's gaze still upon her. The women sobered immediately. "Forgive my asking." The woman added quickly. She still could not recall her name and thought it rude to ask again. Gwen shook her head softly. "You could not have known." She was not ashamed to speak of Eric. In fact, she was proud of the life her brother had lived, howbeit short. "I have a sister though. She is the Duchess of Carlisle." "How splendid." Lady Ryldon remarked. They looked about the room. "And she is beautiful as well."

Sara threw away the remaining cigarettes that were left and quickly returned inside. “I want to announce, that my son, the Duke of Mayfield will be finding a wife this season,” The duchess spoke and smiled as she heard the crowd murmur. Every family wanted their da; acc; according; accordingd,ing to Wil,liam he only needed a pretty wife. The duchess walked behind him. “Have you taken interest in that particular, young lady? She is Sara Adams, you remember your father and yours were good friends. You cannot take interest in her because she is just a child,” She told him.

Her eyes sliding shut, she waited for his lips on hers. " Hope I'm not interrupting anything?" A voice asked and the duo pulled away so quickly, Serena lost her balance but Gerald's hand on her waist steadied her. They looked to the direction of the voice and saw the duchess, Gerald's mother at the doorway, a smirk on her face. " Mother!" They both called out the same time, surprise and embarrassment mixed into one. She kept the smirk on while the duo blushed in embarrassment. Serena walked forward, greeting the older woman with a kiss.

I greeted her as I curtsied. Her name is Morticia Chase Whistleton, the Duchess of the Northern territory, the wife of the Grand Duke and the mother of Sir. Damian. “May you be guided by the Guardians of the North… Gale, who is she and why is she wearing my old clothes?” the Duchess asked.

she pleaded. Erica let out a little laughter. "You're not being serious right now, are you? Well, if you must know, I'm at an exhibition event. I got a VIP pass, and I finally get to see Michael Cristiano in person, the influence of money and power you see," she said happily. Jennifer's anxiety grew even more, her tone firm. "Send me your location right now Erica." There was a pause on the other end of the line before Erica responded. "Why don't you just tell me what's going on? I'll send you my location. I just got here a few minutes back."

Known for his ruthlessness, his cunning acts and unpredictable steps. “Relax, Kelvin, why sudden in rush” Darius said smoothly with a smirk on his face. “I come in peace.” Kelvin let out a low growl, stepping in front of me. “You and peace don’t belong in the same sentence.” Darius chuckled lightly, his gaze gleaming past Kelvin and landing on me. “Rachael Snyder, that is you! ” He said my name as if tasting it, his lips curling into an almost amused expression. “I’ve been looking for you, you haven't been in the pack. What happened?.”

Without saying a word, Edward walked out for the restroom, leaving behind a cackling Erin. Edward could not believe what he had heard Erin say. Erin was doing what he was doing not because he wanted something from it, but because someone else was going to gain. Who was that person? Edward headed back to the party with his mind clouded with different questions. He had known Erin to be one who was very loyal. He and his father were more than friends while he was still alive.Why then was he acting this way now? And Duke Frederick, he has a mighty Duchy all to himself and his Duchess. Why did he want Edwards? The whole thing was just too confusing for Edward to even comprehend.