Missi And Duke Novels & Stories

I asked as our bodies collided, mildly while he smiled and kissed my neck. “You have to understand that I’ve got a very scary wife, she’s never going to let me out on the color of the White men’s mafia. She preferred j aimed the yellow, meant for the Cosa Nostra,” Duke replied as he released himself from my grip and turned to the audience. Someone working the crowd hit a glass tumbler with his fork gently as it resounded in the air to draw our attention.

Guests returned to their wine and chatter, but Lisa felt tense. She didn’t reply. Not yet. She couldn’t. Because for all the things she had prepared for, ‘being seen.’ Not as a wife or partner, but as ‘someone worth investing in,’ wasn’t one of them. And Duke? He wasn’t just rewriting the terms. He was breaking them. The limo pulled away from the gala, city lights blurring across the windows in golden streaks. Neither of them spoke at. Duke sat with one leg crossed over the other, his fingers carefully tapping versus his knee.

, He winked at him. Miggy plucked his hand away from him. "Shut up, Sou!" He puffed. "You already have a boyfriend, right?" "Nah! We broke up! Besides, I tried to reconcile with him, he's so picky and he thought he's so special to me, yuck. A faggot," "Backstabbing much?" Duke mocks Sou that made Miggy chuckles, his friend Sou is a cocky one. Not only that, he knew him so well, he's a panty ripper. Just like him, he can mesmerized his girls and make them drop their under garments. Same goes to Duke. They're known as the holy trinity of jerks.

Seeing all of these made her wonder why she had even stayed in that marriage, pathetic. She would need to get a job and save up to be able to afford a better phone, Darling thought to herself as she opened the browser application on her phone and rapidly typed Duke's full name on the search bar and before she could even type his name completely, his face was already popping up with the following words; 'Duke Grant of Grant Entertainments hides his next movie project.' 'Recent Duke Grant's photos by the paparazzis are getting the ladies pregnant.' 'The handsome CEO of Grant Entertainments shows off his workout routine.'

Deucalion said. This was the father of the Craven Sisters! Did he know that Issa was fucking his daughters on a daily basis? I had so many questions. "Pleased to meet you, Alpha Craven," I said with a bow. "Please, call me Duke, all my friends call me that." He sent me a pleasant smile. "She has no interest in being your friend, Duke," Issa answered. "You have your Luna to deal with." I corked my brows at Issa's defensive stance and it suddenly clicked in my head that Issa thought Duke was trying to flirt with me.

Miss Parker, Duke's homeroom teacher greeted me as soon as she saw us. "Hi Miss Parker.. how are you?" I asked with a small smile. " I'm fine...you couldn't pick up Duke yesterday.." she started " Yes, unfortunately.... but I would do soo myself today " I replied "Oh... that's good to know" she replied and then faced Duke. " Hello Duke, how are you this morning?" "Hello Miss Parker " Duke replied in a low voice "I have to go now.... don't want to be late for work " I said as I bent down to place a kiss on Duke's forehead. " Bye honey, I'll see you at noon "

“The Duke of Cadenza!” I froze when she said this. “W…what? Are you kidding me, mom? The Duke? How on earth do you plan to do this pairing? No one has seen him before. What if he's hiding because he's ugly!” “Why don't you trust your mom for once, honey? He's handsome. I got this from a close source.” “Asides that, we are talking about royalty here, mom. Do you think we can rub shoulders with royalty?” “I know, but trust me, only you, my daughter, is worthy of a Duke. You know I can't be petty since people are watching, that's why I paired your sister with Klaus Raymond.”

“Something has gone wrong. There’s another player here calling himself a Duke. He got to Caitlyn Maddox before I did.” “Another player? What? There’s no other Duke. That’s what I sent you for. What are you talking about?” “I’m at the airport, getting ready to board the flight to Italy for the Maddox trip, and I don’t have much time, Rachel. Listen carefully. Caitlyn Maddox is here. She’s on the flight in seat 19C, like she’s supposed to be, but someone bumped me out of 19A. And a stranger calling himself a Duke has inserted himself into her graces,” Dex explained again, hoping that this time Rachel would catch on.

I noticed that sudden movement by my Secret Service agent, and just signal them with my hand to do not engage just yet, just observe and ready, which they comply and acted as they didn’t see anything. “Oh!..Master Alfred…hahaha…well, in my house…there is no butter cookies..and also there’s no Mies!…my friend here was the one that bring my apatite alive!!..And naturally the great news he brought with him..makes me feel like I can eat horse right now….Hahahaha….but Master Alfred..what is that curly moustache were doing here with you?..”. (Duke Merrica)

“Word on the street is that our mateless pack members are hoping this devotional gesture will appeal to the moon goddess. They want to meet their mates soon. Their faith in Selene has grown stronger because of Raina…you know, your son’s mate.” “I won't say you can't fight this,” Duke added with a lifted brow, and one corner of his mouth curled up. "But you can't." “At least not this week,” Blayne mentioned, then drank his coffee. Duke tipped up his mug like he was giving a toast. With evidence of high esteem in his voice, he stated, “Brilliantly orchestrated,” “For a Smithson,” Blayne taunted, earning a disapproving growl from Duke. Vance leaned back in his chair and placed his arms on the a