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His pupils dilated with a look of genuine, disturbing hunger flashing in his eyes, craved not for my body, but for the power radiating off it. "I’m here because you look... useful," he whispered, "more than you were an hour ago. Tell me, Sienna, does it hurt to be that valuable?" "Useful." I spat the bitter word right back at him. "God, you’re an idiot. Is that all you see? A battery? A weapon?" "Everyone has a price," Duke replied, abandoning his usual logic as he leaned closer with eyes locked on mine. "Most people are too dull to even realize they’ve been bought, but you... you’re the only human who calls me by my name without a tremor."

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“I told you not to do anything reckless didn’t I…? Alex.” Said Duke David from the kingdom of Atria “I did not do anything reckless old man… I just saved a damsel in distress…” said Alex “Damsel In distress…!? The person you helped was not any ordinary lady…!” “Yeah yeah… She is the young lady from the Charleston house… I was curious about her because I heard rumors that she had changed a lot so I wanted to see for my own amusement… It isn’t a crime to help someone is it…?”

Dawn pointed out, turning her attention away from her best friend and back to her computer. "You're married to a billionaire, you should be in luxury right now, not working your butt off for fifty thousand bucks every month" "Millionaire" she corrected "David is a millionaire and keep your voice down will you" Becky shrugged and spun her chair around "Millionaire, billionaire it all sounds the same to me. My point is, if I was married to a millionaire I'd be in the Bahamas right now, sitting on the beach and getting my spa treatment done"

She got up and pleaded with her parents to call the Duke immediately. James Sinclair reached for his study, where he had a brick-seized device that was supposed to be used in making a phone call. He called the Duke's mansion to know if the duke and his sons were home."Hello, this is a call from Sinclair...can you please put me through to the duke?" secretary who was in charge of the dukes home replied and said, "sir, they ain't home yet.I will pass on your message once the duke is around." With that she hangs the call.

Chloe looked around. They are in a fine restaurant with a huge space. However, the whole place was empty but only two people. That's them. Alexander is sitting on the opposite, going through the menu. Gradually, he lost his patience and tossed the menu card on the table before calling the waiter, who was standing a bit away from them. Everyone was scared today. In the early morning, the Duke has arrived with a woman. God knows what's his plan but their life was in skate if anything goes wrong. So, everyone just rolled their sleeves and began working.

Duke. Now indeed this place has truly become a love garden. My mouth suddenly became dry like a desert and my throat parched. I tried to open my mouth but no words could come out. As far as crushes go, I have the biggest of them all for this young man with whom I have had tons of lecturers with. Duke was a living Adonis. Sometimes felt jealous staring at him, I wondered, if we were made by the same God. From his well carved eye brows, long curly eye lashes, brown pupil, straight nose and slightly plump lips, you would know that God was definitely in high spirits while molding him. He had the skin of a baby, fresh and bubbly. Obvious he was fair in complexion, not like a white man but lik

Duke forced himself to look up. His eyes were red—glassy, exhausted, and hollow. “I’m asking you to help her start over. Away from me.” He scoffed. “You’re buying her life, Duke! You're just thinking of yourself after you hurt my sister!" Duke’s reply came almost instantly, but his voice shook. “No. I’m buying her freedom.”

“He is cursed? Oh my God! If the Jamaerah knew that, they would kill him. I think he deserves it… He is a cruel and merciless person. Full of rubbish. Full of stupidity. Arrogance. It’s better if we get out of here. Do you want to get out of here? This is such a stupid question. I will crack these doors open, tell me your story in the meantime. Start the show! The world is full of untold stories.” The man I talked to for a whole day, the man I laughed with and told stories, the man who used his hands to unlock both our cells and lead me outside, the man who knew the hidden passages of the Duke’s mansion, that man… had a mask hiding his face in the shape of a moth. Like the rumour I heard wee

,I nod. "sorry I get up to pee a lot",I sigh. After leaving I try to head home but Duke stops me. "want to grab food?",I don't meet his eyes. He looks at me and I avert my eyes. "sorry I need a nap",I walk off my guards following. Duke pov