The Villain Duke Precious Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

"...Excuse me?" "And when I refused, she threatened to cut me off financially." Marcus looked genuinely confused. "But..." He glanced between us. "I thought you owned the house." "I do." Pamela nodded. "My mother left it to me." Marcus blinked. "I didn't know Marta was your sister." Pamela corrected him immediately. "Stepsister." "At most." Marcus nodded once. "That explains a lot." "It certainly does," Pamela muttered. Marcus leaned back in his chair. "Actually..."

Don’t even get her started on the ongoing bagel purchase. So between her and him, they clearly weren’t enemies. But did that make them friends? Allies? Maybe something… more? No. The bottom line was he was a duke and she was a huntress. The last time a pairing like this happened, the huntress ended up dead - not that Sush disagreed with the outcome - and the duke ended up angry, betrayed and heartbroken. There was no way he’d let it happen again. And there was no way she’d choose him over executing the plan she’d kept to herself for years.

Abel, the last son of the Duke could not help but think “Yes indeed, your sister, is indeed the Lunari and joe we must all discuss how we will proceed with this information as it now involves our very future” the Duke said

I requested, and she smiled. "Why weren't you saying this earlier? Anyway, I am doing exactly that." She responded, looking out the glass, but I could feel the pain in her eyes. Most likely, business rivals. In the same way, she would not do it if they were relatives. Enviness. "Ruin him. Ruin both him and his empire. I do not want to hear about him." She fired, and I immediately nodded. There was a loud ping, and she raised her phone, staring at something that appeared on her phone, which I do not know, as a smile spread across her face.

"No, not the gossip, everyone knows about her bad temper, but I don't want the young Duke to know it specifically." And when she looked at him with the question "why" written over her face, he sighed and finally confessed, "Truthfully, my sister likes the Young Duke. Today her plan was to, well get to know him better. But I somehow won the lottery and before I could pass the opportunity to her, I was brought to the table and well, that explain her anger." "Ah..." Jane did remember him being scolded for being a bastard child and that usually refer to children born out of the wedlock. "I see..."

“How could you do this to your family after all we did for your sister and you? I took care of your education and wellbeing when you became orphans and this is how you pay us? By throwing away an arrangement that will cost us a fortune?” Viviane started to cry in my arms again. I was at the brink on losing what was left of my nerves. “Sir, I think you are out of line here. You are in the presence of the Duke of Valira and Viviane is my fiancé and future duchess.”

Duke Merrica were upset that both of them still stood on their previous arrangement. “...Helen….are you sure that you would want to go forward with this demand and these outrageous demands from the nobles….only to please them?…”. (Duke Merrica) Seeing the straight back of her precious little sister in law, that he had been cared for as long as he can remember as his own little sister, made him worried and also disappointed at the same time.

“This is my sister,” I say, interceding in the conversation and refusing to let them have an intimate moment alone. “Callista de Silva.” “Callista,” the Duke says slowly, turning the name around in his mouth as if tasting it. Then, he reaches for Calli’s hand and raises it as he bows low, pressing his lips against her knuckles and letting them linger for a moment longer than I’d like. “The Queen’s sister,” he says, his eyes flicking to me before returning to her as he stands. “One dark, one fair, but each…a remarkable beauty. What treasures your kingdom does have.”

Because if it was, then it was really powerful. "My pleasure meeting you Luna," he did a slight bow and crimson color washed over my face. He took my hand in his and I quickly glanced at Duke and he nodded. "I heard your lovely name is Precious? A beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He winked at me and got a scowl from Duke "What brother? Isn't she beautiful? I was going to ask if she was mated to me as well so that I would start..." He didn't finish when Duke appeared so suddenly beside us and pushed him away from me.

"No problem, kiddo. Wait, should I be calling you kiddo when you are way older than me? But you're my little sister..." "You know what?" Cass answered. "I don't care if you want me to be your little sister; I never had a brother, I never knew my mother, so let me be greedy for once, and let you be my brother. I think I prefer you than my dad's butler here." She pointed towards Sebastian, who's irked. "If you only knew how he barged into our quiet life in the mansion, I'm sure you're going to get annoyed." "Milady," Sebastian interjects. "Do you hate me that much?"