The Duke And I 2nd Epilogue 소설 & 이야기

“You will. Not because I force you to. But because you’ll realize that I was right.” The quiet stretched too long. The wind shifted. My heartbeat felt too loud. I wanted to slap him. I wanted to scream. But more than that — I wanted to stop trembling. So I stood straighter. “You can keep me here, you can poison my mind, but you’ll never own me.” For a heartbeat, the world held still. Then Duke’s eyes darkened — not anger, not quite. Amusement, threaded with something dangerous. “Own you?” he repeated softly. “No, Ella. I intend to understand you. Ownership is temporary. Understanding is eternal.”

So due to the fact that she hide her emotions well enough, Duke didn’t even notice a thing. “Also I wanted you to know that we would go back to the Discrolls tomorrow” Duke said as he proceeded to the living room. Kathleen couldn’t believe it. She thought that the danger was over but it seemed like something had come up. “ Yea yeah alright” Kathleen said with a wave of hand. Dukeeyed her up and down. The Kathleen he knew wasn’t an o yes member. She always had something to say or do. What had happened to Kathleen when she apart Duke thought. His train of thoughts was suddenly Interrupted when he heard his tummy grumble. He smiled to Kathleen.

"There. That is where we wait." ​"Wait for what?" ​"For Silas to arrive in person," the Duke said, his eyes flashing with a lethal hunger. "He wants the Scythe. He wants the Tenth Life. I’m going to give him exactly what he wants—right through his throat." ​He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder like a prize of war. I beat my fists against his back, but it was like hitting solid stone. As he began the vertical climb up the rain-slicked rock, I realized the terrifying truth

To run farther. But instead, she turned the screen off, wiped her tears, and walked toward the gate. Some endings didn’t come with closure. Some just came with silence. In the penthouse, Duke stood in the rain on the same balcony where it had all begun, the night she kissed him. Lightning flashed, thunder rolling in the distance. He took another drink from the glass in his hand, staring into nothing. He told himself it was better this way. That letting her go was necessary. That she’d be safer, freer, happier. But his hand shook when he lifted the glass again.

I have a long way tomorrow I'm going to go sleep now you keep eating" " Alright than, good night" **** " a kid? why would they send us a kid?" " I don't know sir" *sigh* " kid what's your name?" " Celea" " Celea go back home this isn't a place for kids it's very dangerous here" " I refuse" Celea calmly refused him " you could die" " do I look like someone who's attached to life, Duke?" Celea asked him the Duke looked at her dead eyes and knew she wasn't bluffing

Duke Alexander eyed Alessandra suspiciously who just beamed innocently at him. But it did not fool him. Since the moment he met her, he had known the manipulative soul lay behind her innocent smile. “The duke and duchess of Terrence duchy were murdered,” Alexander said with a smile. “Since the young duchess is comparing the two incidents, I am even more curious as to what happened to the Maximillan duchess and her family.”

I paused, my gaze sweeping across the many Dons below. "…will pay in blood." Applause thundered once more. … After the banquet ended, I stepped out onto the terrace alone, listening to the waves crashing against the rocks in the distance. A moment later, footsteps sounded behind me, and Matteo gently draped his jacket over my shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" "I was just thinking…" I looked out at the dark sea. "It all feels like a dream." "It isn't." He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin lightly against my hair. "It's what you deserve.

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

I trembled with rage as Duke leaned in and wrapped his arms around me. “Behave, okay?” he murmured in my ear. “If you want to live—argh!” Luciano pried his hands off me with an iron grip, his eyes dark as he stepped menacingly close to Duke. “Touch her again, and I'll kill you.” Duke was trembling like a child that had just been wanked terribly, as Luciano shoved him away. Then he turned and grabbed my hand, flashing me a charming grin that sent my heart skipping. “Time to go home, wife.”

No words spoken, only silence goodbyes on each other, as love was never been part of their five years relationship, only implied mutual agreement that was never been told. Slowly… Duke Landon officially met his end. Both sweet and bitter ending. Sweet as he will be meeting soon his deceased wife, Duchess Savrina, whom his heart truly belongs. Bitter as he never had a chance to say his last goodbye to the fruit of their undying bond, that neither death can ever set apart, Lady Francesca Chandler. Poor is the child left earlier that is planned. He had no choice with his body failing, but to leave her daughter in the hand of a dangerously wicked August woman. The duke’s only last wish was for h