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“What the fuck are you bitches doing here? Wasn't ruining my life enough for the both of you.” “You ruined my life duke!” Skye raised her voice, pointing her finger at him. "You played with my feelings and took advantage of me!” He looked away but not from guilt. “What do you want?” he asked. I took a step forward. “Skye is pregnant, you got her pregnant.” Color drained from his face, he stepped back, blinking in confusion. "That's not possible.” “You're lying!” he shot. "We're not lying, duke! You got me pregnant with your whole scheme to get Anaya!” Skye said, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

,he holds me tight to him. "I love you",I collapse in his hold tight as pats my back. "I'm fine",he sighs. I was so scared of losing him that I forget we are in a room full of people. "that was a warlock, is said, he wants your power May so you getting your witch is wonderful. He won't be back now that your witch is activated",I just nod and hug Duke.

The Duke's dark mood had changed and he prayed the lust he felt was not obvious in the look he gave her. Monica leaned closer and whispered into his ear, a gesture she knew was too tempting for the young Duke, "I need your permission to take the Baron out of the hall." She remained in that position for a while, supposedly waiting for an answer. But then she realized, it seems she affected the lad more than she thought she did. He even lost his speech. Duke of Anfield swallowed hard and gasped as the lady raised herself from his crotch. And with the same swirl of hips, she moved so daringly that this time, even Jason kept looking.

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 looked at him in utter disbelief and disgust. There’s no way Arnou would agree to whatever madness Duke concocted. I haven’t even agreed to marry Arnou, there’s no way he would decide to do a partner swap with Duke. “You’re disgusting. There’s no way Arnou agreed to whatever stupid plan you concocted in your sick head. Don’t you dare come close to me. I yelled at Duke in panic. He ignored me and kept walking closer to me. I stood up and tried to run but he was faster and caught me.

A second later Duke bounds in, leaps up on the bed and immediately starts pawing at me frantically, trying to turn me over onto my knees, his red cock starting to show and his hips already bucking in anticipation of his next fuck from this new found eager bitch on heat. "My God, what have I done? What the hell strength was that bloody wine? It had to be a dream, my God it must have been, surely I couldn't have? "Get down Duke, no you can't, get off me please Boy, not now. What the Hell am I saying? Not now, note ever again, get down Duke, please, stop it, stop it ... No, I don't want to fuck, I can't let you, get off me...

She wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s pawn. The Duke’s voice cut through the tension. “Let her go, Isabella,” he growled, his tone laced with menace. He stood tall, despite the blood dripping from his lip, his posture exuding authority. Isabella didn’t even flinch. “You’ve lost, Duke,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Your empire is crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.” Victoria’s mind raced. This is it. The Duke’s empire was on the brink of destruction, and now, it seemed like Isabella was the one to bring it all crashing down.

“I hate him for that.” Harry stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. “This is the time to beat him at his own game.” I frowned slightly and looked at him properly. There was something calculated in his eyes. “You are beautiful, Ann. Men like Duke always come back when they realise they no longer have control.” He leaned back slowly. “We position you back into his life. We make him obsessed again. Then we destroy him the same way he destroyed you.” I almost laughed. “What makes you think Duke will fall for me again?”

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.