The Duke Of Sin Novels & Stories

I asked retreating my hand. He wasn’t acting out of drunken confidence. He was clearheaded, sober and the agenda on his face was loud and clear. “I dont like drinking”, he said, his voice deep with an accent I wasn’t expecting. Italian. A chill ran down my spine, and it wasn’t because of how good he sounded. He had power radiating off him, unlike anything I’ve felt in before. Scars adorned his knuckles, but covered in black ink. His hands were steady, too steady to be considered mormal. The stranger was trained - in what? I had no clue.

He had a way with women as he was naturally charming, and the moon goddess was generous with his looks and his innocent face. Her mind screamed danger, but she felt her body heat up under his gaze, he came closer to her as she shifted a little backwards “You…..you do not look familiar” She said as she divert her attention from the reaction she was getting from just his stare “I am a young Duke, always travelling the supernatural world, among the king's men” Duke…. king's men…he was not a normal citizen, but he was so young. “You have achieved so much, with so little age”

Sitting on his desk, he crossed his long legs, staring mercilessly at the bloodied men before him. "So tell me, why are you in 'my' turf?" he asked, crossing his arms and glaring at them with a sinister look. "Didn't I clearly lay my mark bare?" he added, raising a brow. The men who seemed to be rogue gangsters explained that they were just ousted from their organization, knowing that the man before them was 'The Duke' feared by many just hearing his title. He is the sole heir to the most powerful organization who has control over the Elites of the ten major cities were his men are known to be ruthless.

I repeated once again, as I hope I'm hearing things i don't bear to hear be the actual answer to my question but my hope crash as she slowly nodded at my words. I suddenly drop the knife I was holding, causing for it to crash to something or. I softly look down, only to see the maid holding the knife that I drop directed at her bloody stomach. She layed there, staring at me before her figure turned into ashes. I slowly freaked out but when I suddenly realize something, I began to calm down. Duke Yan Leocubus... Duke of Yuan Empire, father of the villainess and last... The one and only person who will kill the villainess the moment he fell in love in the female lead....

I asked as our bodies collided, mildly while he smiled and kissed my neck. “You have to understand that I’ve got a very scary wife, she’s never going to let me out on the color of the White men’s mafia. She preferred j aimed the yellow, meant for the Cosa Nostra,” Duke replied as he released himself from my grip and turned to the audience. Someone working the crowd hit a glass tumbler with his fork gently as it resounded in the air to draw our attention.

“I had a deal boss, I just had to see if I grant your request by getting an escort with the money you sent. I wanted her as fifth wife but she looked special and I had bring her here. If she's not okay, I'll try and re–” “She's perfect!” He growled and grinned, kicking the table filled with bottles of gin, alcohols, smoke and all forms of hard drugs.. It was a fucking gang and a big one at that because the moment I saw his full height and a visible face, I knew I saw him without Silvio before. “She will be good fuck too, thanks Dart. You'll be getting a promotion too.” He grinned and squat before me and my lips trembled. I feel disgusted staring at him, I want to run or let the earth swallow

I summon my courage and look up. And there he is, like the king of the underworld, walking out of the dark, his hands stained with blood, and the other hand clutching the throat of one of the thugs. He really appeared, it's him, the king of hell, Leonardo Cassano. A demon who became my salvation tonight.

I accepted that truth a long time ago and from the look he would rather kill me than to mate with me. He bent on his knees and ran his index finger by the side of my face. His eyes followed the path of his finger.he was smirking. "You are Jonathan Stone's granddaughter whom I have been hearing about? ".There was no warmth in his voice. I narrowed my eyes at him, calculating his every move. " You are the asshole Alpha about whom I have been hearing in my entire trip here? " . I should control my mouth. He could kill me in a snap of his finger but this man's presence was provoking. Bring out the side I didn't know existed in me.

his smirk turned iniquitous after hearing Dario but his mouth didn't utter a single word whereas his eyes were busy in analysing that fear in that man named Thomson's eyes. Riccardo Alfanso was a very well reputed and big name, not just only in the business world but even outside it but that same exact name was enough to shiver the dark and feral walls of the underground which considered him as a vicious and most deadliest sinner of their world. But this man dared to expose his sinister side to that world which considered him as a highly reputed and powerful businessman. "He took your pictures of entering into that club last night, boss,"

Just like the real Alessandra, she had also become a vital person in the political world. Everything was going perfectly until he appeared in front of her with a contract marriage offer. "However, Duke Alexander, why should I accept your offer?" Alessandra inquired. The man in front of her had long black hair and dead-looking gray eyes. He was the Duke of Terrence Duchy and one of the most handsome and powerful men in the world of the novel. But he had a questionable personality.