The Duke And I 2nd Epilogue Novels & Stories

The reports of the marriage of the Duke of Springbrook and his wife. The birth of their first child—a son. The divorce. The Duke remarrying. The birth of his second son who he named heir. The non-existent relationship between the Duke and his first son. And then the tragedy of that second son’s death. Then nothing but silence. Because you don’t exist. You never did. Cedric’s hand was cold where it gripped the door handle, his knuckles bone white, and he had to force himself to let it go. He should leave, get out while he had a chance, and yet he didn’t. He turned around instead.

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."

the irritation was obvious in those purple eyes that sparkled with it, eyes that seemed to want to destroy everything around them. 'A bankrupt duchess' came quickly to the little dragon's mind. Did she really think it would be like this? That a better proposal could not come? It was enough just to look at her title and then at his title. There was no comparison. "They will see...I will finish every one of them off, one by one!" threatened the wind in front of him, which made the little dragon laugh. "How will you finish them off? By clubbing them on the knees? Throw your dentures in their faces?" he scoffed, even though he knew she wouldn't hear.

Prologue Duke Patrick is a 38 year old doctor, working in a National hospital.He had his first wife called Alicia who died mysteriously and Duke was framed for her wife's death.He was taken to the court.The day of his hearing, Andrew his best friend saved him from being imprisoned Due to stress and alcoholism, he was forced to stop working for a while. After a long period of loneliness, he decides to start over again, working and family because that's what he treasured most.He meets his highschool friend Amanda and falls deeply in love with her which leads to marriage.

They all nodded and started digging in their food. ~~ After dinner , the king and the queen headed upstairs and Luciano went out to attend a call that came from his friend, that couldn't attend the marriage. It was only Elijah and Angel left. That's when Elijah started a conversation with his so called sister in law. "So Angel , how old are you? You seem really young" Angel who was drinking water got startled as he suddenly talked in his deep voice. Spilling it all over her chest. Her white dress didn't help it at all, it gave him a view of her red lacy bra and her big breasts . Jungkook's gaze diverted from her eyes to her goddam upper body, looking at it with his lascivious gaze. His eyes

I was the one to come up with those conditions. He sighed. ‘That promise cannot be broken.’ The duke tried to read the paper again, but the image of Magnolia’s scars was too vivid to push away. He frowned. ‘There were so many.’ He wondered how painful they were when they were inflicted on her, and who dared hurt her. Suddenly, Daniel found himself fuming. His lust for killing was fully awake. ‘I would love to rip apart every limb of whoever laid hands on her.’ His hand trembled. “Henry.” He looked at his assistant who stiffened as soon as his eyes met the chilling gaze of the duke. “I need you to take care of something for me.” His voice was frosty and threatening.

That made me groan internally. No matter, Duke Ruther will be living, so it is solved at this point. “Thank you, Duke Ruther. For keeping your promise to my grandmother, and for looking out for me.” Giving him a smile, Duke Ruther bowed his head and I did the same. After that, he left without another word, and I let him. I showed him out and no word was spoken from then. With a last look and wave of goodbye, Duke Ruther’s carriage drove off into the horizon and that signaled me to return to my office to start my work as the Duchess of Fortress dukedom. But even then, my mind lingers to the unusual things that happened just this morning.

Fear locks my throat like a frozen door. She stops in front of me, so close I can smell her floral perfume, sharp and expensive. “The Duke has moved on, you see,” she purrs, her eyes alight with cruel pleasure. “He has his rebellions to plan, his northern ladies to visit. He doesn’t have time for problematic, prophetic little upstarts who cause diplomatic incidents and get valuable assets killed.” Leaning forward, she lets her words slip out like a threat. Her tone turns sharp, almost silent. Now it’s your turn to face what comes next

"Don't you start playing the feudal lord with me pal, you will lose any games on those lines, and besides, it's our bed!" Oh really? Jasper chuckled. "I am your feudal lord. Whether you say so or not, you're married to me. And as the eleventh duke, you, my sweet love, come under my protection." He waited for a minute and went to the door of the studio. He couldn't hear Ellie charging up the stairs. Was she even in the house? "Where are you love?"