Dimitrescu Daughters Novels & Stories

"How pathetic can you be, Dimitri, blaming an innocent girl for something she had no control over." My father flinched but straightened his back, trying to regain control of the situation. "You must be mistaken, Alpha King," he said, his voice wavering. "I have two daughters. It was my eldest, Demetria, who was meant to be your mate. Not her." He pointed at me with a sneer. "She stole what was rightfully her sister’s." The words echoed in the silence, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still.

“Morning, sunshine.” He doesn’t blink. “Nice to see you making time for family business between your recreational activities.” “Define recreational,” I say. “Don’t.” Valesquez slides a folder across the mahogany. “Start talking.” “Private club. Dancing. Drinks. Went upstairs. She was—” “Skip the pornography,” PR cuts in. “Did you know who she was?” “No.” “Do you know now?” Dimitri asks. “Yeah.” My father’s palm slams the table hard enough to make the crystal water glasses jump. “Michael Orlando’s daughter. You think this is funny?”

She felt content looking at her son so happy but as a mother, she had to make sure the girl he fell for wasn’t like his previous girlfriend, Lucy. Lucy and Dimitri dated when both of them were in medical school. Lucy was instantly liked by Dimitri and his parents. She was kind and down to earth, or at least that’s what they thought. She was nothing but a cheater and gold-digger. Once, Sofia caught her red-handed cheating on her son with a random guy. When Sofia exposed Lucy’s facade, Dimitri was utterly heartbroken, and from that day forward, he decide that relationships weren’t his things. He’d often have one-night stands to fulfill his desires.

Dimitri, Danial's best friend and assistant, was there. "You're not coming home, Dim?" asked Danial, because the man he already considered his own brother was still at the Gonemanus mansion. "I'll be home soon. By the way, your brother is coming. He's downstairs," said Dimitri. "Is it raining?" asked Danial. "Hello, my brother!" exclaimed a 15-year-old girl, who had her hair tied in two. "You? How did you get here, and with whom?" inquired Danial, who, taken aback, approached Rainy Lavanya Wiratama, the youngest daughter of Regan Danial Wiratama and Angela Gonemanus.

If this is their first impression, I can't imagine what they would think of me. "Oh, Dimka, she's beautiful!" A middle-aged woman exclaimed throwing her arms around me in a tight embrace. I was a little shocked but recovered quick enough to wrap my arms around her too. "I'm Dimitri's mother, Olena. This is my youngest daughter, Viktoria, and my oldest two, Karolina and Sonja." Before Olena had a chance to introduce the old woman, who I'm pretty sure was Dimitri's grandmother, his Babushka, the old woman stepped forward and grabbed my chin in her frail, but surprisingly strong, hand.

I heard Dimitriy say as he entered "Dimmy!" I yell as jump and hugged him "Hey little dove," he said and kissed "Where is Vlad?" I asked "Oh he's back in Russia with Iris my daughter," Alexei said "You have a daughter why is this the first I've heard of it??" "Yes I have a daughter she's 2 years old Vlad and Nadia the mother of my child is taking care of her now and we want to tell you but after you went back we tried to call but nothing," Alexei said

Antonis says, and I look at Father, pale with shock. "Is this true? Did you have Atha's son hunted? Could any of this be true?" I ask my father, and he nods before adding that it was Dimitris who hunted the son. “He was discovered in Heliconia, mated to King Alcides's daughter, and Dimitris was supposed to bring her back. When he returned, he said he was too late. He said by the time he got there, she and he were both dead, and he never said anything about a child," Father says, and Mother gets to her feet with an expression I can't decipher. All of us are unable to comprehend the revelation.

Removing his seat belt he opens the door briskly and gets out and I do the same rushing to where he was. “I’m so sorry ma… I” Dimitri says, stunned like he had seen a ghost. “Melissa…” He says. young late thirties topped dusting dirt if herself her lip in.a thin lip of anger. “Glad to see you too Dimitri” she says sarcastically thanks for the damage, waving her hand at the flower pot that was broken. “Who is she?” I whispered but the lady heard me looking from head to toe. “She’s former luna of the pack, Melissa Perry, Jaden’s mother”

Dimitri was beaten until she passed out. Nica and the other girls then took her to the nearby clinic. Klaus didn't care, even though he knew this might cause a stir, especially with Simon. Dimitri was Simon's cousin! The moment he saw the bruises on Morticia, her face wet with tears and her blouse soaked in apple juice, he wanted to end whoever did it. The picture of her pitiful state popped up on the school blog, and immediately, a comment from Vincent's account appeared.

However, the reality was harsher than he thought. He thought they made little mistakes and would get back on the right track with a little scolding but they are worse than animals now. “You have no right to say that, Antonio, when your daughter is literally the worst! She even tried to kill her own mother and blame it on others, isn't that an attempted murder?” Dimitri chimed in and viciously scolded the family of three. Daphne scoffed. “You are not one to talk, Dimitri, you don't have anything good on your records, shouldn't you sit this one out?”