Erica Duchess Novels & Stories

“Your Highness the Queen is absolutely right. I am here to speak of something important.” “What is it?” “I want to talk with just the two of us.” She looked at Knight Erina who was standing behind Cristela. “Erina, leave us alone.” “But, Your Highness...” “Don’t worry she won’t do anything to me.” Although she objected, Erina nodded obediently and left them right away. After Erina left, Duchess Scarlet’s expression changed drastically. Cristela already knew the nature of the person in front of her, so she wasn’t surprised at all.

Duchess asked with an exaggerated morose expression. Kate sighed and said, “Yes.” “Oh, splendid!” Duchess exclaimed happily like a little girl. “You know what? I’m hosting an exclusive high tea tomorrow at The Peninsula. You should come,” Duchess spoke in a rush. “Why?” Kate asked dubiously. “Oh, you know, now that you’ve been officially announced as Mrs DaCosta, it’s time for you to meet fellow billionaire wives and make new friends,” Duchess explained brightly. “I don’t need new friends,” Kate said impatiently.

She stopped in front of her monitor. “You met someone? He provoked you?” I ask, sitting on her sofa. It’s hardness made me bounce a little. Hera turns sharply at me. “How do you know about him?” I scoff. “He is the Duke of Edinburgh, recognised the crest on his suit. What? Too old for you?” She returns to her monitor. “I will make sure I replay this video on the day of your wedding. Let people know, Eros is a softie..” I gasp in disbelief. “You wouldn’t dare!” It wasn’t a threat. It was a promise. “Do you need me to talk to him? Invite him over dinner or something?” It was an innocent request and her reaction showed her surprise.

She made sure she walked slowly so she didn't fall from the step and finally she got into her new room. “I don't think she is okay.” Davies said to himself while watching her when she was heading to her room. He started thinking of what could be wrong with her that's making her stagger like a drunk. ************ Bianca was in her room searching about Erica, she desperately wanted to know the kind of person she is and why she might be doing such a thing. Bianca was shocked to see that Erica is a model, a one time international model that stopped modelling all of a sudden, what shocked Bianca the most is that Erica did not disclose anything about her family.

With her delicate makeup and cold demeanor, she had the aura of an untouchable ice queen. Liza scowled, eyeing Erica up and down. "And who are you?" Erica replied calmly, "Erica, CEO of the Mathis Group." Liza's expression faltered. She had heard of Erica and knew the latter was related to the Houston family. Erica continued, "Debra is like a sister to me, and my family will back her." As if to drive the point home, she raised her voice a little, ensuring that everyone present could hear her. "In fact, we've prepared a gift of one billion dollars for her. Let's see who dares to say a word against her now."

As far as he was concerned, marriage was restrictive, unbearable and there was no reason to look forward to it. “That's not the issue,” Cedric replied irritably. “There is no reason for all these conditions. Even after his death, he's still a controlling asshole… Can you imagine? He even has a bride ready for me…He picked out the woman who's supposed to be my duchess too. Can you believe that?”

On the right, there’s Rosetta and Count Eagerton’s daughter. There’s nobody Rosetta knew, so she thinks this afternoon’s tea should be very exclusive. Because only the daughter of a nobleman with great influence is invited. “It’s good to see you here, Lady Rosetta,” said princess Sarah. That pleasing tone of voice and undulating smile had a real impact on the viewer. “I heard you got sick a few days ago,” says Crystal, daughter of Marquess Ellender. Duke's daughter, Iridesa, looked worried and said, “Is lady okay? I just carry a very great medicine for a typical female ailment.”

Her leg went down to the soft and fluffy rug on the floor, her Crocs was by the nightstand. Erica walked to the nightstand and tucked her feet into her Crocs. "Where did you go to?" She muttered and went to get her pyjamas to wear them on. As soon as she was done, she went out of the room through the door. Erica was getting to the stairs that would her down the stairs to the living room and then she heard from a maid "Do you have an idea of how Mr Aurelio met his woman? I mean, he never mentioned her until recently" she said

Oh well, I’m pretty shocked. “Darius?” Rachelle raised an eyebrow. It seemed like she couldn’t believe what he just said. “What? She’s right. She’s a duchess, Rachelle. It would be best if you respected her,” he seriously said. Rachelle placed her knife and fork on her plate before rising from her seat. She glared at me, “This is absurd. How could you take her side? I’m your fiancée, for crying out loud!”

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ The ball had begun and as host, I had been the first among those with a great title - to enter. "The duchess first duchess of the first territory, Asra Rubet Ignis, the first of her name, lady of the flames, the phoenix of Bernieri’s empire" announced to me and when I entered, those sharp eyes behind all the masks fixed on me. I raised my head - just as Asra would and brought the fan she held close to her chest. That was supposed to be Elaine’s ball - it was supposed to be the perfect time for her to shine and I wouldn’t allow anything to go wrong.