Dimitri Novels & Stories

Dimitri hadn't seen the man in years. "Victor." He shook Dimitr's hand firmly. "It's been a while." "You have been a busy man. Your father was telling me about the growth of your business not too long ago, and I wanted to congratulate you on all your hard work." "Thank you, sir." Dimitri looked down at Ayesha and rubbed his palm over her waist, feeling the flowers of her corset against his hand. "This is Ayesha. My girlfriend. Ayesha, This is Victor Buckley, a long-time friend of my father's."

Dimitri was already waiting there, playing with a knife in his hand. "Andrei filled you in?" I asked. "You don't tell me anything anymore!" He pouted. "It's like you forgot about me after you met Avalyn," he said and jutted his bottom lip out. "For fuck’s sake." I rolled my eyes. "Don't get your panties in a twist." Dimitri was the strongest wolf in the pack after me and was all serious when it came to the business. But he was a dramatic little bitch when he was in a mood.

How could they not? Dimitri was very attractive. As a man over six feet in height, stoutly built, and muscular, he had a commanding presence. A striking face, an exquisite voice, lustrous and thick hair that he had a habit of running his hands through, and dark, intense eyes. With each movement he made, his shoulders flexed, displaying well-defined muscles and sinew. His backside was trim and taut. And his thighs, so long and well-sculpted, looked like the legs of an athlete.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

I quickly hurried to Noah's side, linked my arm with his and tried not to cringe when I caught sight of Dimitri's reddened cheek. I said, "Dimitri, this is Noah Hilson, CEO of the famous Hillson group. He was my buddy in college." I gestured towards Dimitri. "Noah, this is Dimitri Wolfgang, the CEO of the Wolfgang group. I work for him." Dimitri bared his teeth in the semblance of a smile. "Valeria here is a good little, hard worker," Dimitri said. I flushed and glared at him, aware of the double meanin

Fuck me that could only be one of two men and neither option is a good one. " Baby what was his name" She takes in a deep breath and finally looks up at me. When she utters the name I hoped she wouldn't I know I have to claim her sooner rather than later. " His name was Dimitri. He was part of the bratva" Now I have to have another conversation with Maestro this couldn't get any worse I swear. " Baby stay here I have to go talk to Maestro then we can head home" She just smiles and nods. I walked back to his office and walked in without knocking.

They will make her bleed, and I don’t think she will pass the tests. “We keep an eye on the situation, leave it with me, let me contact them and find out their plan for her. They won’t go too far with her.” I hope. I grab my phone and dial the number and wait for the call to connect. “Matteo, my boy. What do I owe the pleasure of this call?” his rough, deep Russian accent is thick in my ear. Dimitri Volkov. He is the head of every Bratva family and rules over the Russian military and Kremlin.

Her look turned dreamy, "Well, not personally, but that can be rectified, she sighed. "Dimitri is the youngest vor v zakone there has ever been and the most dangerous too. He took power from his uncle when he was just twenty years old, and he is feared by everyone in Russia." Bree continued as we all made our way to the living room. "I have only seen him in pictures; he is the most handsome man ever," she shot Aaron a look. No offense to you, Aaron, but we are talking about Dimitri here." Aaron just looked bored.

I want to know your story. He raised both eyebrows. 'You said you wanted a fair chance. And like you said before, I don't really know you yet." Dimitri pulled up the corner of his mouth into a smile that made his face look younger. Actually how old is he? From the outside he looks like a man in his late twenties. 'How old are you really?" "One hundred and twenty-five," he answered quickly. Oh ... If I'm a hundred and eight years old, that means Dimitri is almost seventeen years older than me.

When his father opened his hospital in the USA, it was good but Dimitri took it from good to best. Dimitri’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Vittori, were well-known doctors in Europe. Antonio Vittori, Dimitri’s father was one of the best cardiologists in the world and his mother Sofia Vittori was an OB-GYN. Since Dimitri was handling everything, they were now living in their family house, in Italy. They occasionally came to the USA to visit Dimitri. Dimitri showered and dressed. Brushing his hair down and sprayi