Dimitri Belikov Novels & Stories

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Beatrice said making everyone at the table giggle. I watched as Sophia seemed to be enjoying the night, she looked very happy and even smiled at some of my jokes. She would like a good sister-in-law. The now happy tiny voice in my heart said. Just then Damian's phone rang, he picked up his phone to answer the caller, his face turned all serious as he spoke with the caller. When the call ended, he turned to me. "is everything OK?" I questioned wondering what the caller might have said that made him lose all his happy mood.

Dimitri Volkov walked in. Great. Just great. He looked exactly like he did around campus—dark hair pushed back, sharp jawline, cold eyes that judged everything they touched. He wore that same worn leather jacket and those black jeans that made him look like he didn’t belong in a school building at all. He had that slow, bored walk that said he had better places to be. Rumor said he was connected to some biker gang. Rumor also said he held the top scores in three departments. Both were probably true.

Professional. Dmitri Volkov sits behind a massive desk, fifty-five years old with steel-gray hair and eyes like a shark. Cold. Calculating. Always looking for weakness to exploit. "Ethan Moretti." Dmitri's accent is thick, Russian vowels bleeding through English words. "Sit." It's not an invitation. It's a command. Ethan sits, trying to project confidence even though his hands are shaking with rage. With humiliation. "You said you had something for me," Dmitri continues. "Something worth my time."

"I prefer 'exclusive companion.' Think about it, Aria. Your father's life for your... cooperation." "You're sick." "I'm practical. You have three days to decide." He stood, then paused. "Oh, and that mysterious friend of yours? I'd stay away from him if I were you. You have no idea who Dimitri Volkov really is." After he left, I sat there shaking. Volkov. Why did that name sound familiar? I pulled out my phone and searched. The results made my blood freeze. Dimitri Volkov: Son of Viktor Volkov, the most powerful Lycan Alpha in Europe. Known for being ruthless in business and politics. Net worth in the billions. And most shocking - Celeste Blackthorne's former fiancé who broke their engagemen

Some secret location? Moscow was huge and she could be anywhere. My phone suddenly rang and the sound made me jump. I pulled it out quickly. It was an unknown number. "Hello?" I answered. "Dimitri Volkov," a man's voice said. "This is Sergei Petrov." Sergei Petrov, I knew that name. He was one of the most powerful council members. "What do you want?" I asked coldly. "I heard about your wife," Sergei said. "About the charges against her."

Dimitri POV “I don’t care about any war. All I know is I am not going to let Viktor control me anymore or think maybe I am so innocent, and I don’t know what I am doing. I am very much aware of what I am doing and my surroundings, and I want it to stay that way. I want him to keep remembering my face anytime he loses a deal, and we are going to start now finding who his next dealer is. I want everything to go wrong from now on. Nothing would work out for him, and I plan on keeping it that way.”

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

To the tech-heavy cartels in the West, it was a power shift, a rumour that Volkov had undergone some experimental cybernetic or chemical enhancement to become the ultimate super-soldier. In the back alleys, they whispered it was a curse. They believed that Dimitri had struck a bargain with something dark to return and claim the souls of those who had betrayed him. In the halls of political power, it was seen as the start of a Revolution. If a man like Dimitri could defy death, then no one—no senator, no king, no CEO, was safe. Panic caused mistakes, and mistakes meant windows. Dimitri used the world’s uproar to find his way to the person that mattered most.

Until he found it. Dimitri Volkov—linked to a corruption case from years ago, involving his father’s shipping company. Damian’s eyes darkened.