Novel & Cerita Love Advice From The Duke Of Hell

How on earth did this happen? “So, Lord Schultz? Can I?” The Duke arrogantly tilted his head. “You know very well what is the amswer to that question, Duke Lorenzo Draven.” Vladimyr sneered at him. “Leave. Before I kick your ass out of my castle.” The Duke shifted his body so that it would lean in my direction and said, “We will meet again, my precious.” Vladimyr’s bloodlust instantly leaked and that made the Duke chuckle and fade away with his Duchess. Teleporting to probably the farthest they could right now to escape Vlad’s wrath.

the man said while huffing his pipe. A blond haired man leaned down at to get a fleeting glance of white hair, which disappeared into the door below. "That.... she is Miss Eloise Ayles, her father Harem Ayles a small viscount passed away recently so they are moving to their mother's home town in your duchy. What you don't know about that? What kind of a Duke are you, huh?" he jokingly said. "hmmm, she seems silly," he whispered, blowing out a cloud of smoke.

The most powerful dragon in the whole world, no one would be able to suppress him, not even the daring and jealous Duke in front of him, he was just a kid in the face of his thousands of years. "I want her to come with me, she needs to learn more and this place is just limiting her." "I won't approve it," the Duke said with finality, he won't let her go, not now, even if the effect of the fragrance subsides, not never. She is his. "I don't need your permission, boy," the sly old man smiled while sipping his tea. The Duke looked at him and narrowed his eyes dangerously. Then the old man responded in kind, but his face was also showing a soft smile.

"I always thought the female of the species had access to juicy gossip. Look, my innocent sister, your precious Duke is known as 'Devil' Eastland in most circles." "Because he's so hateful?" "Partly. No one dares to cross him, he's deadly with a sword and a pistol, and has been known to duel three men in one week and walk away without a scratch. He is rarely provoked into calling anyone out, but does not flinch from anyone foolish enough to call him out. He's a fierce, savage adversary, as well as an excellent military strategist. That's not all..." Jonathan grimaced. "He has a reputation as a rakehell and rogue, to boot. Cass, he seduces women," he said when she just stared at him blankly.

said Louis with his face flushed “You are in love and you didn’t ask for my advice…!?” “I am not in love…! I just took an interest in her…” said Louis as he blushed “Did you know of its Elissa…?” exclaimed the duke “I knew it from the very start. I’m not surprised that you hadn’t known since you are just that thickheaded.” Said the Duchess as she kept her tea cup down “…! But you could have asked me for advice…!” “Of course, I didn’t want to ask you for advice… You would have made fun of me and given me some lame advice like preparing a speech and confessing inside a carriage during the night to make it ‘Romantic’ as you call it.”

The fire that ate the rose scented paper left but only the one single torn paper with words written in a beautiful yet sorrowful cursive letters, ‘Forever, I will love you. The Duke then slumped down the plush couch, sitting down to watch the crackling fireplace and recalling the first time he had met the most beautiful woman in the world, the woman whose name was Elizabeth. In the past, the duke was not as smart nor firm as now. He was someone with a big greed but no courage. His brother would always fight for the seat as the next Duke and while his greed also want to become the Duke, he was not as strong as his older brother nor as smart as his second older brother. He was someone who the

“Poof, just like that.” “You’ve got a cock and I love vaginas. The decision was easy.” I turned in my chair to straighten my back a bit. “Whatever, dude. I don’t want to be whipped like the both of you. Pathetically overpowered by love.” He teased in his deepest tone “I’m a wild wolf. I can’t be tamed.” “One of these days you will eat those words.” Duke warned. I snorted and tapped the desk, and put on my office voice. “Let’s get back to business.”

But then, unconsciously, he began reading it, I WOULD LOVE TO CONGRATULATE YOU, BUT I AM NOT IN SUPPORT OF THIS WEDDING… The Duke frowned, walked towards the dark terrace and leaned out, reading some more. DO NOT GET MARRIED TO THE VISCOUNT'S DAUGHTER, EVEN IF YOU WANT TO. I HAVE MY REASONS. AND IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY… YOU AND I WILL ATTEND HER FUNERAL. BEST WISHES, THE SCOTTISH DAMSEL.

"No, no, we have to leave, Lucien! Bring my daughters and let's get out of here! Duke is not someone we can afford to provoke! He is terror!" Lucien raises a brow as he hears Santiago's words and the smile on his face and that on the face of Juliet and Brianna disappears. "What do you mean, Santiago? Do you know him?" "Hmph!" Charles snorts coldly. "You are truly a fool! Well, I don't blame you though, what can a poor punk like you know? If only you had been rich, you would have known you just angered someone you should never have thought of angering in your entire lifetime! This is Duke, the king of underground boxing from East Highland Park! He has always been known to be ruthless and unfo