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We've raised her for so long and we've already fulfilled our obligations. I held Cara even tighter. Everyone around here knew Hans Black loved to drink and even physically abused his own family. However, his family was rich and managed to obtain a mental health assessment report claiming that he was mentally ill. Not even the cops could do anything if they were here. Ethan was so brutal. He didn't bat an eye even when he offered his own granddaughter as a sacrifice. "Cara is definitely this family's child. There must be a misunderstanding. I've been working hard to support this family and I'm so busy frequently that I only have time to take a nap in the on-call room, and you said I've been c

The word ‘nothing’ kept lingering in her mind and her earlier action replayed over and over again like it was taunting her, kissing her freedom goodbye. “He is only doing what he is commanded to do by his father. Haven’t you noticed? You are just a puppet in this kingdom for me to have, my beautiful princess,” Duke Conrad added whilst grinning like a wicked piranha. Lianne couldn’t talk back at him, unable to make out words that could piss him off or slap his grotesque face. Her mind had turned blank, weak, unguarded, and for this, the Duke used it as an advantage. His arms reached out to embrace her, wanting to press her breasts against his chest.

At this thought, a wave of irritation surged in his chest—not just toward Miranda, but toward Reginald as well. After a moment of reflection, Zachary didn’t express his anger. Instead, he softened his expression and smiled slightly, saying, “Miss Miranda, there are some things I ordinarily wouldn’t mention, especially since Duke Reginald is your savior. However, I’m truly concerned that you might not know his true nature and could be deceived by him, so I must speak up. Duke Reginald is widely known for his erratic and frivolous behavior. Beyond that, he’s also a cold and ruthless man, treating lives as insignificant. Miss Miranda, do you know he once had an affair with one of my mother’s pa

He rarely got the chance to spend time with this woman, and he would not waste it on another man instead. For the second time in his life, Duke Kensington felt anger surged through him, prompting an inner urge to hurt someone, this time it’s the shameless man in front of him. Knowing his promiscuous reputation, Lord Benjamin most likely had lewd intentions towards Melissa, and this angered the Duke more. Melissa on the other hand, was focused on the completed renovation of this magnificent place.

Elizabeth felt a ghostly chill on her body then in shock watched the black eyes of the Duke turn into bloodshot eyes. Thin veins ran up his neck and then attached themselves to his eyeballs. As if they were pumping blood into his eyes his black eyes were filled with blood, a frightening amount of blood that made his black eyes bloodshot, leaving thin veins underneath his eyes. Elizabeth's heart pumped. He was a War Wolf? He was the Master of this Villa? The Duke of the Rousseau Duchy, Constantine Rousseau? Elizabeth swallowed. She did not want to lose her head at nineteen. She should have listened to her Mother and baptized herself in the name of Mother Earth to remove the bad luck on her he

Duke was shocked and jumped back as the bizarre thing started to make noises, but Elijah told Duke that it was just an item that was similar to a magic item and wasn't harmful, she then asks duke to sit down and focus on the recordings. "....!!!...What in the...". Duke's face turns red as he realized who the man is in the picture, it was his trusted right-hand man, Baron Larson Medika. At first, he was ready to get mad, but upon watching even further, what he heard befuddle him even more.

I glanced at Caesar who was staring at us intently then glanced back to Duke. “Are you certain?” Duke shrugged again “He won’t kill me will he?” Duke directed to Caesar and the vampire snorted “A few pints is hardly enough to put a big, strong wolf like you down. Isn’t it?” Duke looked suspicious but nodded and after a moment’s hesitation, I nodded my agreement as well.

Dove growled, shaking in rage. “You will calm down so we can speak like civilized men. We are not monsters, brother.” Stryxx shouted. “Maybe not, but we’re are little better than animals. We lie, cheat, wage wars, and force our own wolves to fight their brothers and sisters for what? Power? The biggest, baddest Wolfpack? It’s criminal what we put ourselves through.” Dove went completely still and Stryxx pulled him to his feet. “I never knew you felt this way. Rei has rubbed off on you, in a good way.” Stryxx smiled, hugging his brother.

Nobles paced the halls, muttering of succession, of curfews, of whether the duchess had already given her heart to another. And Damien… Damien raged. His voice carried through corridors like thunder, cursing my name, Cassian’s, the council’s, anyone who dared whisper against him. He broke goblets, slashed tapestries, and even threatened servants. But rage without power was noise. And the nobles had begun to turn their faces from noise. Every rumor that crept into this chamber told me the same truth; the duke had become a madman. And I… I was the anchor they now looked to.

“Sixty million going twice! Sixty million going-” “Two hundred million creds!” Roseanne shuts her eyes, sobbing. Her heart is in agony, the anguish of losing her dignity and innocence is tormenting her. Pyodor gasps as a man steps forward. Stefan is outraged and is about to draw his sword when the man takes off his hat. The Duke’s eyes meet Stefan’s dark ones and the latter is shocked. Scarlet. The Duke has scarlet eyes! “L-Lycan!” he gasps and kneels in front of him. The Duke ignores him and glares at the men in the room.