Novel & Cerita What's Wrong With You Duke

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

Duke frowned, and his voice was filled with ice. “What else can I do? I’m doing what a proper man does with a woman. If you have something to say, make it fast. I’m busy now!” Trent said casually, “Oh yeah, Duke, you’ve been single for so many years, so I guess you must have forgotten what this feels like. I’ll send you an address. Quickly come over. Many women with big boobs and long legs are here today…” “Shut up.” Duke coldly interrupted him.

Duke leaves the table and heads up to his room. Ada and Emma are about to come down when he opens the door. "What happened?" Ada asks seeing his face. Duke growls before picking up a table from beside the bed, throwing it against a far wall breaking it into pieces. Emma screams making Duke look at her. "It's not my fault!" Duke growls again. "I didn't force her to fuck every creature with a dick! I am not to blame!" "What are you talking about?" Ada asks calmly.

“Take it easy. Deep breath.” “I can’t do it. It’ll break my mom’s heart.” “No, no. Breaking this engagement is a bad idea, Kate.” One of his hands caught her shoulder while the other tilted her chin so their eyes could meet. “You aren’t breaking anyone’s heart. No one has to know that this whole thing is fake. Also, no matter what you say, they’ll assume that I get bored of you. If you want to go through with this revenge, you have to marry me. You have to be the one who tames the wild duke.”

We have separated yet here in the same mansion once again. “What are you so unsatisfied about?” I answered, deadpan. “People change so do I. Do you want me to be stuck in an image you wanted me to be? You simply want to use me for your self-satisfaction. Do you think you are some kind of hero? Fighting for the redcursed. Aren’t they the ones who put themselves in that position? Everyone should feel the consequences of their own behaviours. It’s their bad that someone like me got the power to cure them. If a person who acted like you wanted existed, the world would be so boring. Don’t you think so, mister Duke?”

He could be a fraud for all he knew. But his clothes... They seemed of the best quality of silk... Or maybe not. "The Duke of Kerstone." Rowan said with a smirk. Immediately, Farrell's shoulders dropped and his chest retracted almost immediately. The... The what now? The Duke of Kerstone?! "And how do I know you're not lying and impersonating him?" "You're a wise man." Rowan complimented and without waiting for a reaction, he turned to Mateo who immediately bowed understanding what he meant.

I hear Bhyron’s hiss of relief and it only adds to the burning fear in the pits of my stomach. Can I do this? Duke frowns; “you should be on my side not agreeing with him. He needs a doctor. You’re no doctor. How will you take care of him? You’re the reason he’s in this condition in the first place?!” His words are meant to sting and I have to admit, they do. A little. “Duke, I…” I barely complete my sentence when a dark shadow falls over me. My lips part in shock as Bhyron steps between Duke and I, a ferocious frown on his face;

That's it, we're all set for a ride -You're cheating on me, right? ?? -What ?? What are you talking about ??? -Damon please I'm not stupid. Today I tell you that our wedding anniversary is coming soon and as soon as you react, you disappear all evening following a mystery message then you come back and take out your nerves on me. -Ella I don't know why you think that but I promise you that there is no other woman I just had an emergency and the fact that you welcomed me borderline by attacking me didn't fix things.

I stop in front of the minibar and yank open the cabinet. As my blood continues to boil, I grab the dark bottle and a glass. While I unscrew the lid, Diane walks towards me. “Honey, it can’t be that bad. I’m sure our son did nothing stupid. I know he has been acting weird ever since that day, but I always assumed it is because he purposely destroyed his brother’s wedding.”

I heard he was kicked out of the mansion and was living alone in some rundown apartment. Between the heavy drinking, the stress, and his broken heart, he developed severe pneumonia that winter. I was basking in the sun at Matteo’s seaside villa in Sicily when I heard the news. Matteo peeled a grape, fed it to me, and told me the story like it was a joke. "That fool spends his days listening to your records, coughing his lungs out," Matteo said, casually wiping his hands as if talking about a stray dog. "The council has given up on him. He's finished. He's never coming back from this."