On Your Knees Grand Duke Novels & Stories

CELESTE I stood there watching Kingsley Duke kneel on the concrete like a man who had finally reached the end of a very long rope, and I felt something twist in my chest that I did not have a name for. "I do not need you on your knees," I said, my voice coming out flatter than I intended. "Get up."

My bestie was a hopeless romantic. “If we give him money, he’ll surely reconcile with me!” “Do I need to give him money too?” “Yes. If he doesn’t say yes, we’ll kneel downstairs in his block to beg him!” “Do I kneel, too?” “Yes. That’ll look more sincere. If he still doesn’t say yes, we’ll both die before him!” “Must I die as well?” “Yes, you must. He hates your guts the most!” Huh? Did the truth about my bestie meeting my online boyfriend in my stead and him unwittingly ending up being a trap dad get discovered?