I Will Protect The Duke This Time Novelas e Histórias

I sighed dramatically, telling him what he wanted to hear "You did not only get drunk, you passed out and of course fell into the hands of the one person I asked you to stay away from." "I don't understand papa" "Get out of my sight because I am suddenly having the urge to kill you" My papa bellowed again, staring at me like he always did… like I was some mistake. I hurriedly left the study, the wheels in my brain whirring with unanswered questions, who had I fallen into, the only person that could come to my mind at that point was the duke. He was the only one papa had given instructions never to speak to. I was ecstatic, it meant that the duke had indeed helped me when I passed out and he

Her hands suddenly fidgety beside her. ‘I am not going to let you do that, Lucien, she has to’ I was in front of her in an instant, my hands slowly tightening around her neck as I watched her struggle for breath. My body shivered with a strange satisfaction as her body wriggled under my strong hold. ‘I am beginning to wonder if I am still the Duke, or if you have taken over’ My vision turned red and blurry as I looked down at her shrinking form. ‘Pl-p-pl-ea-se-ee,’ she tried to mouth, but my hands only tightened even more around her neck.

"I'm not putting myself in danger so you can play hero." "It's not about playing hero. It's about ending this." Duke grabbed her shoulders. "Marcus won't stop until he gets what he wants. So we give it to him. But we control when and where." "And if it goes wrong? If he kills you?" "He won't. Because I'll have backup. The whole club. Police on standby." Duke's eyes were intense. "Trust me, Val. Let me protect you." "By using me as bait? That's not protection!"

Years at the border had taught me that real authority rarely needed to shout. The boutique fell unnaturally quiet. Juliette’s smile faltered, and she took half a step back before catching herself. “What?” she snapped. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I turned to the associate. “I said wrap it. I’m paying.” His hands began to tremble. “Please,” he whispered. “I can’t afford to offend Duke Blackwell.” Murmurs spread through the boutique. “That’s Juliette Ashford.” “The duke gave her his personal protection crest.”

Emily looked at her still no reaction like a statue . "But you are different . You still have thing that you must protect ! " There finally was some reaction . Emily started with enthusiasm again . "You have the Duke . He will protect you too . And most importantly the new master of the house is with you today . The master only has you to protect him from this big world . You have to be strong for the new master my lady . You maybe at a lost today . But you haven't lost completely yet . The life will continue without you if you don't do anything ."

Rion, lounging comfortably on the sofa, looked even more amused. “And what exactly do I think?” Roxanne let out an annoyed sigh before replying flatly, “You think I like Duke Lunnart.” Rion chuckled again. “Sister,” he said casually, “duke is only a temporary title for Killian Lunnart. Once the Grand Duke dies, he’ll inherit Grand Duchy Lereg… and you’ll become the Grand Duchess.” Roxanne stared at him for a few moments before looking away again. “No matter what,” she said quietly, “all of that will eventually be in your hands. Grand Duke Lereg’s support will belong to you.”

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

She'd heard the tales of what men would do to secure a crown, or to keep one from slipping onto the wrong head. The implications laid themselves out like cards on the table. “You’re next in line,” she said, biting her lip. “I am.” “And you’re escorting the woman meant to secure your cousin’s throne.” “I am.” The fire spat and crackled as the words hung heavy between them. “You are welcome to believe whatever you like, Princess," the Duke said flatly. “But I have been a soldier all my life. Protecting the Prince has been my duty since I was old enough to hold a blade.”

“I would hug you, but I don’t know you that well. Plus, my wife would throw a fit if she would ever find out. Can you please promise to protect my sister, even if it is from herself?” Wait. What is he talking about? I don’t need help from protecting me from myself. A soft giggle fills the room as Page shakes Brandon’s hand. “I don’t want to get you into trouble, but I do promise to do everything that I can to protect Dee, even if it is from herself.” Wait. She can’t agree with Brandon on this. My mouth falls slightly open as I turn my head and stare at the two. Is my assistant and my brother teaming up against me now? I would have never expected this to happen.

I shouldn’t. The Duke returned dressed as a moth again. I grinned seeing him fighting by my side. Did he decide to help me? I forgot he was a hero for the redcursed, having the power to calm down their curses. “You said it would be the last time we saw each other, yet, here you are in flesh and blood,” I chuckled. “I thought so too. What are you doing here?” “Hunting!”