Novel & Cerita Why Are You Doing This Duke

My chest felt heavy, and my stomach ached a little—not cramps this time, just that kind of ache that comes when you know something good might cost you everything. “What if they start asking questions?” I said quietly. “About why you picked that college. About why you want to stay here.” He joined me at the window, standing so close I could feel the warmth of him beside me. “Then I’ll find answers that sound good enough.” “Jax—” I turned to look at him. “You can’t lie forever.” “I’m not lying,” he said firmly. “I’m just… not telling them everything yet.” He meant us.

Ducan's p.o.v I was going out of my mind and it was all because of that damn human girl. Never has there been this much attempt on my life!. Every time I tried to let my guard down she went for the strike!. I wanted to kill her this time but the thought of my mother made me hold back. Her spirit to fight and hold on to her life and sanity was similar to that of my late mother.

If he could sleep so soundly, perhaps the matter wasn’t serious after all? “Oh, that,” the duke finally turned to face her. “It’s nothing, really. I just wanted to see what would happen if I brought you out here and kept you waiting for an hour or so. What do you think people will say?” His voice carried a teasing edge as he leaned closer, “Do you think they’ll assume I brought you here for a romantic rendezvous? Maybe even to confess my feelings? Especially Quintina. Tell me, Miranda, when you go back, do you think Quintina will tear you to shreds?”

is a loser living in his parents’ basement who has nothing better to do with his time than alternating between Xbox games and pleasuring himself, and Duke is just taking longer to respond because he actually has a job and a life, but no matter how much I try, I can’t believe it, not one-hundred percent. There is that nagging, insecure and self-conscious part of me that feels like the reason I haven’t gotten a response is because, somehow, Duke can sense I am damaged goods. That I have been tainted for having fallen for Nick Jin’s seductions in Duluth, and even a single man in his twenties wouldn’t be interested in an offer of an easy, no-strings-attached relationship with me.

"I am sorry for suddenly calling you onto our duchy but I hope you understand how dangerous our plight is." Duke Hugin said solemnly. You also understand how dangerous your plight is so why are you asking underage children to deal with it? I'm very dissatisfied with this duke. He's making it sound like we're doing something so noble when he forced us to do this. Are we just supposed to go because he called us? I'm from a ducal family too. Annoying old man.

"Why? You'd better have a damn good reason, or don't even think about it!" Tears shimmered in Duke's eyes as he spoke with a bitter undertone, "Because you've always loved Nate. You've never truly loved me. "You stay by my side only because Nate was a part of this family. You are staying just for him. There’s no need to continue this charade."

How could you do this to me, dad, all I wanted was a mate. We are all fighting outside while the surrounding barrier is still up? Duke tries his best to get around it, but he can’t because the whole place is surrounded. Even the count put a barrier on the forest to prevent him from going through. Dad, why are you doing this to me? He asks. Don’t you don’t see son, what you are doing is not right.

The Old Duke was still very healthy… and there was no need for any handover of power at this time. “I want to go to the northern mountains and try to settle the matter between us and the barbarians,” said the Old Duke. Liam just narrowed his eyes, not understanding the point. “And… why do you want to make me Duke?” Old Duke shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know if I could come back from there unscathed."

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”

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone