Dimitrescu Daughters Novels & Stories

They somehow expected them to attend as it was their youngest son’s coming-out party but they didn’t expect them to come with such a surprise. “Alexandria von Fiore?” “Since when did the duke have a daughter of that age?” “Maybe she was adopted?” “No way, just look at her. Don’t she resemble the duke the most among his children?” Murmurs filled the hall as they walked through the red carpet. Sera felt stiff but she continued to walk and kept her calmness when she felt Andric’s warm hands. “I’m here with you, Sera. There is nothing to be afraid of,” Andric whispered to her when he noticed her trembling hands.

Her mother Margery gasped and tried stepping forward but Dimitris shut that down with a sneer as he raised the corner of his mother barring his teeth slightly. “Is this true?” Dimitris turned back to Jacques, clearly valuing his word over Polaris. Polaris spoke up once more. I wasn’t sure what allowed her to ignore Dimitris’s intimidating glares but she never faltered, “It is the truth, my family knew nothing about it.” “Interesting.” Dimitris’s smile stretched so wide causing me to lean forward on the balcony. “Does your daughter always speak for you?” Jacques was stunned, scarred, everything that caused his voice not to work.

"Hey! Can you move your fake car out of the way? My mom's Panamera is a one-of-a-kind custom color in the world. Who are you to drive a look-alike?" the girl said. I rolled down the window and looked at her coldly. "Is your father Aaron Meyer?" The girl immediately puffed out her chest and answered proudly, "Of course! My name is Clarisse Meyer. I'm the Meyer family's one and only daughter! You're just a fraud trying to ride on our fame. Get lost now, or I'll have my dad seize your car!"

“Just dealing with the new Information. Wilson is my half brother,” “I know, it’s wild,” Dimitri relaxed back in his seat and chuckled. “Your brother is your son-in-law,” I groaned and dropped my face into my palms “Don’t remind me,” Dimitri whistled and laughed softly under his breath. “And your sister-in-law is your step daughter,” I peeked at Margery from the cracks of my fingers and froze at the genuine joy on her face. She chuckled and shook her head. “Darwin is going to have a field day with this,”

His head turns to me in a slow agonizing motion and the amusement in his blue eyes fades replaced by a black cloud. My fingers intertwine as I brace myself for his reaction. "We have a daughter, Dimitri," I force out, my voice thick with unshed tears. "Our daughter. She's sick, and she…" My voice trails off... "She needs your blood." The air crackles with tension so thick I feel it in my bones. Dimitri doesn't speak for a moment. His blue eyes now burn with an intensity that sends shivers down my spine. Is it anger? Regret? It is impossible to tell.

“Canceled? What do you mean, Dad?” With voice slightly raised, Dimitris replied, “I’ve had this conversation with Heather over and over again. I won’t be a party to her decision, Zeeb. I can’t support her marriage with the son of a traitor.” “Dimitris, be nice sometimes!” Lydia jumped in. “Heather is just a child, and Derrick shows her all the care.” But Dimitris’s sharp tone cut her off, his voice slightly raised. “I’m not yet finished, Lydia. Let me speak!” He retorted, his chair scraping against the floor as he sprang up. Just how sensitive was this topic to him? Spoiling the heirloom brunch.

I rushed, keeping my eyes on her to ensure she wouldn't vanish. “What the fuck are you talking about—” “I just sent you a photo,” I voiced. “It's her, isn't it? It's the other Duval, she's alive,” There was an eternity of silence before I heard Dimitri's deep voice. “This doesn't make sense, is she with the other girls?” Dimitri asked. “No. It seems she's been in Montenegro for a very long time. She's here to pick up the girls with some men, and take them to their new home,”

He was right, "I'm learning a lot today. I may as well learn more." "Okay," he agreed while drinking more champagne, "Dimitri has known Eve since they were sophomores in high school. They went from close neighbors to close friends to friends with benefits. When Dimitri turned nineteen and started working for me, he met a boss's daughter, Callista, who was seventeen. They started seeing each other more and more. Somehow, one drunken night, he decided to have sex with her and continued to do so as he was still sleeping with Eve."

he says. I look at the name. “I don’t know her.” “No,” Reth says. “But Gregor does.” Gregor studies the screen for a long moment before speaking. “Dmitri’s daughter,” he says quietly. “From before Vera. His first family.” Lucien’s expression stills. “She’d be in her mid-thirties now,” Gregor continues. “Dmitri protected her from everything. If she received your submission, it wasn’t because she belonged to the network. It’s because she’s been watching it from outside.”

I smile darkly. “You helped them abduct my daughter,” Dimitris practically growls; the men in the room shrinking under his energy. All the men except my father, who has kept his eyes on Zephyr this entire time. Probably hoping he suffers in the worst way possible. “Because of you, grown men tortured and brutally raped my little girl. They took her innocence, her hope, HER LIFE!” He screams as his body begins to shake with rage. “Dimitris, you can’t believe a word she says,” Zephyr argues feebly, much to the disgust of everyone in the room.