What's Wrong With You Duke Novels & Stories

And then I sat on the floor, my back against the cabinet, and I thought about what Daniel had said. You are a disgrace. The word echoed in the empty room. Disgrace. I had been called many things in my life. Ruthless. Ambitious. Successful. Dangerous. But never a disgrace. Not until tonight. I finished the drink and set the glass down. Daniel was wrong. I wasn't a disgrace. I was a man who had been wronged. A man who had given everything to a woman who threw it away. A man who was fighting for what was his.

I stare at the door and turn on a worried look. ********* At the pub. Duke pours wine into my glass, the amber liquid swirling as it fills. He glances at me, curiosity piqued. “So, how are things going with your human mate?” “We had a fight and we were both angry. I forbad her to step out of the bedroom until I got back.” Duke stares at me as if I’m insane. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “We’re talking about your mate, not your prisoner, right?”

“So... are you ever going to tell me about you and Selene? Or do I have to keep guessing like a telenovela fan?” Duke gave a short laugh, shaking his head. "There’s really nothing to tell. I was twenty-three. Young. Stupid. Thought I had everything figured out." He leaned back and looked out at the trees. “Besides, I’ve realized there are... prettier faces here in Zambales.” Addison rolled her eyes. “Please. We all know there are plenty of beautiful women here—including me, obviously—but Selene? She’s different. There’s something about her.”

Ducan's p.o.v "What exactly are you planning on doing with that male warrior?" Ose asked in my bedchamber. I was walking back and forth, trying to think over everything. I wanted him dead as soon as possible because I was scared of what he would tell Eleanor, at the same time I didn't want Eleanor to feel bad or cry over losing him. "Ducan, speak to me. For hours you have been acting strange. You called me here, at least talk to me." He exclaimed.

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR “Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It is what unites us and the trick is not to let it destroy your trust in others when that happens; do not let them take that from you” SHERRILYN KENYON THE DUKE She was crying Why the hell is she crying, I thought to myself as I walked stealthy to her room "What is the matter? Is your stomach still upsetting you?" I asked, looking at her, she must know that I know that there was nothing wrong with her stomach and there was some other reason why she was crying

They thought that Rufus was able to calm their mistress down for a while, but it was all an illusion, a painful trick. Even more, the poor knight was still detained in the Duke's state and they didn't know when will he be able to come out, or if he will. The General didn't have enough strength to pressure the Duke or convince him. After all, his people were the ones to provoke the chaos. "Why is he still thinking of that slut?!" *Crash* "Miss, are you alright?" "Go away!"

Now…… “My lady, even if you cannot count on anyone else, I am always available to help you. I think it’s about time we send servants from your father’s house” “NO!” her reply was immediate and sharp, surprising the men. “Why don’t you want your servants to come? It’s a custom…….” “I understand your concerns, Bastian, Gerald, but if you send in the servants after seeing my condition, the duke would certainly think they are spies from father. The servants of the duke’s home are not as generous as he is so I fear they may be treated unjustly or perhaps killed. I am fine. I don’t need blood sacrifices on my head”

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

Duke! "Duke, you kissed me?"

Lelia's face turned red with embarrassment. Duke, on the other hand, was sitting on his bed in his room with his head in his hands. He repeatedly blamed himself for his actions. "What have you done, Duke? Just your wife praised you for not forcing her to have a physical relationship with you. And the next moment you ruined everything. What is wrong with you? She is not a subject that you can use to satisfy your desire. She is your wife. And she has the equal right to say no in every matter. How could you do this to her? How am I going to face her tomorrow? What if she misunderstood me? What should I do now?" Duke muttered to himself when his phone vibrated