Leave Me Alone Duke Novels & Stories

He didn’t even attack him when he approached like the typical zombie who bites. Byul thoughtfully look at the person again. Don’t tell me this is actually the Duke??! Byul paled as he thought of it. Him, being the Duke here without servants and lives in an abandoned place. Now, everything sums up! They left this house and the lord t9 isolate him but why? Byul was then halted by a ‘ding ding!’ sound as the screen drifted in front of him and spoke in a cheerful mechanical tone. “Congratulations for finding Duke Hassan!

I’d try to reassure him, but Duke still had my hand. “I don’t need her to be sworn in to know, and I don’t need her to promise me anything.” “I don’t really get what’s going on,” I said honestly. “There. You’ve met her. Now you can leave.” “As rude as Andrius is being right now, I could use some clothes,” I laughed. Duke nodded before he stood to his feet. Releasing my hand, he stared at me expectantly. But not in an uncomfortable, weird way. No, in a patient, take your time kind of way. If that even makes sense.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

“…If she gets close to me by chance, I’ll be force to separate you from her.” He threatened his wife. “If we aren’t welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from.” She replied boldly. “And you think I’ll allow you to go that easily?…You’re my wife and whatever I say stands. Don’t think you can get away from me easily.” ******************************************* Rebecca’s only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with anoth

Especially when it involved Duke Lunnart, who was famous for being cold and indifferent, and the new Duchess from the imperial family. As if a man who had never cared about anyone had suddenly fallen deeply in love. And now the Duke had not returned to his room for the entire night. Of course the whole mansion had immediately begun creating their own stories. A few seconds later, the maid spoke again softly. “If the Duke truly became bored that quickly… then Her Grace the Duchess is really pitiful.” Enough. Creeeak— The bedroom door suddenly opened. Orla and the maid in front of her both jolted in shock, nearly dropping the laundry basket they were holding.

With her trembling fingers, she placed a the glass on the table and poured some whiskey in it. The lady turned her back ready to leave but was stopped by a manly voice. "Who allowed you to leave?" She stood frozen on her place, upon hearing him. "I'm sorry your highness" She immediately apologized as she bowed down her head. Taking a sip of his drink he gazed at her shamelessly. "You seem quite young... are you new here?" The women nod her head without uttering a single word. God knows how she just wanted to leave. "Emmm" He hummed as he poured another glass full of whiskey, Drinking it in one shot. The poor lady stood there while fidgeting with her fingers. He suddenly stood up and walked t

He probes as his cock slips out of my pussy, deflated and streaked with my blood. His hand reaches for me and I shrink back as he releases the belt from my lips and flings a white sheet over my body. “I don't fuck virgins, Dukes. Clean yourself up and get out of my fucking space.” He says with a dead voice and my heart cracks into little fragments. I'm frozen in place, shocked by the weight of a different, more intense pain flooding my chest and I close my eyes against it, willing the ground to open up and swallow me.

“Go now, before I change my mind. Oh, don’t forget your fees. I’ll collect those later!” As soon as he said that, the group of men immediately ran away, straight towards the door. They already lost their will to even take part in the auction. Not with a death god hanging over their heads. “They run so fast.” The duke uttered coldly as he watched the men run for their lives. “Lucas, don’t forget to collect their promised payment later. We’re going to need it for this upcoming winter.” “Yes, Lord Duke.” Lucas bowed. “The job’s done. Now I have to greet my gue…” A frown slipped out of the duke’s face. He looked around and felt confused. “Lucas… where’s that lady?” “She’s gone… Duke. She ran awa

“The boss keeps a private ledger. Investors, buyers—people who order things. Women mostly. He only brings the special ones home.” “How long have you known?” I asked. My voice was flat. I felt a roar in my chest that I forced down. Panic was a worse enemy than the boys outside or Kelvin. Panic made you obvious. “Long enough,” Duke said. He knelt beside me and folded his hands over his knees. “Not meddlers’ business, Ember. But he told me once to keep her alive, earn your keep. That’s how I got out of some trouble. It’s why I cook and carry bags and don’t ask questions.”

Duke replied, “I don’t need to be carried, I can walk by myself Dear” I protested on being carried by him. Duke ignored what I had to say and began to walk out of the room, into a different room that functioned as a break room. Duke sat me down on the couch and said nothing to me. He simply left the room, leaving me alone, which was a good thing because I needed to straighten out my aching legs that had been sitting too long in the wheelchair.