Lady Dimitrescu +18 Novels & Stories

Elena pov "What are you doing here?" The voice froze me in place. Lady Dimitri. Sharp. Cold. Lethal. She stood at the far end of the corridor, arms crossed, her black robes swirling around her ankles like smoke. Her eyes were narrowed, calculating, and even from this distance, I could feel the oppressive weight of her presence. Think fast. She didn’t recognize me from yesterday. I dipped my head slightly and gave the smallest, most innocent curtsy I could muster. “I got turned around, my lady. I was delivering a tray from the kitchens and took a wrong turn.”

Her eyes flickered red when she looked at Tessa again. Tessa looked terrified but stayed rooted to her spot, like she was scared that one move will be the end of her. "I'm not sure if a fair Lady such as yourself will be able to stomach what I'm about to do to her." Dimitri flirted with the Lady. And she let out a fake ass laugh and placed her hands with freakishly long nails on his chest and trailed them down to his crotch suggestively, "oh, you underestimate me, Prince Dimitri. I believe that we could punish this slave as foreplay and then we can have our own fun," and then she circled Tessa's breasts with the tips of her nails, "and maybe she can join in the fun later too."

Five against Five. Team Dimitri: Dimitri, Alexander, Lucio, and the rest of the men in their circle. One is absent. Team Lena: Lena (the most beautiful woman and wife I’ve ever met), Emily (her best friend and maid of honor), Barbara, and the rest of the ladies in their circle. Lucio and Emily actually got married yesterday, and along with Lena, they’re the only three outside the circle—all older, wealthier, and partly way out of my league socially. Thanks to Dimitri, I get to hang out with them.

I aim a death stare at him when our eyes meet and grab him by the scruff. But before I could punch his stupid face, the door of his club opens, and Caterina saunters in with a big smile on her face. She surveys the scene in front of her and frowns, holding up an envelope. “He went for it,” she says. Dimitri chuckles next to me and walks towards her, spinning her around. “I knew you could do it!” He says and puts her down, taking the envelope from her. She glances towards me then walks over to where I stood.

My head was pulled back in retreat within his grasp, breaking the intense kiss he planted on me, "Let's see how long it lasts." Oh, he wanted to play. I pushed him off me and made my way out of the limo. "Gladly," I teased while seductively fanning my neck in a breathless tone. Two can play that game. I waited to follow Dimitri through the front door. After all, this was his home, not mine. Once inside, there was Callista in black lingerie with a sheer black long open robe. She was seductive in art form. Her perfect hair fell loosely around her breasts, her scarlet lips licking away the champagne she sipped. The black Louis Vuitton heels accentuated the arch in her stance. She oozed charisma

RPOV January 3rd, 1686 Mother. My dear, sweet, incredibly missed mother, I wish you were here. The reason I wish so deeply is because I am scared. Today, I met Cesarevich Dimitri's ex-partner, Lady Natasha Ozera, who also happens to be his close friend. She is Christian Ozera's aunt, but unfortunately, she is mean and nasty. She should not even be qualified as a lady. I fear that she will try to ruin everything she feels threatened by, in order to have things go her way. What if she severs my relationship with him? What if she severs Lissa's relationship with her nephew?

I lift my head slightly whilst we are walking and take in the view in front of me. Dimetrius is built like a warrior god. He has muscles built upon muscles and his skin is ridiculously tanned from all the heat radiating from the Lava flowing through the city. His arse is perfectly round and his pants are slightly too tight, allowing me to visualize exactly what I will see and feel under there the moment we get behind closed doors. I can feel the heat building in my core with every step closer we take, my heart rate is quickening as I’m visualising slamming him against the wall. Out here he is the master, but not behind closed doors.

Dimitri chimed in “Let’s play before Ride comes back” “Ok” Lily agreed. The game began, Lily allowed Dimitri to take two of her pieces, in order to put him in a vulnerable position. She merged ‘Defensive attack’, ‘Maintain a steady push and pull’ together and took out all Dimitri’s pieces. “What did you just do?” Dimitri asked with a stern shock on his face. “What’s with his face?” Ride inquired. “Well he just got executed by my daughter Lily… He only removed two of her pieces, isn’t that outstanding?” I laughed hysterically.

"Please, follow The man walked ahead, the other male following behind as Leonidas looked around, staring at the empty walls that held no painting and wondered how anyone could live in such a dreary place before they reached the Common room and he saw Right in the middle of the Castle, she was standing at the table, her hair in a bun with some strands dancing in ringlets over her face and a turtleneck long sleeve gray dress that brought out her trim figure perfe She did not look at "Welcome, Lord Aetos." She said, "I hope your trip here was pleas Dimitris gave her a small smile. "A little bit bumpy, I am afr Her eyes held a mischievous look in them as she said, "Would you rather I help soothe

Ellaine was quite staggered by the quick turn of the story. Yet Margarette seemed not to hear her and kept on telling her ridiculous story. “The second copy is now in my possession.” She smugly said. “You attended the auction for it?” With the goddesses perhaps, she thought. “No. An apothecary got this by chance and sold it to me for a fair price.” She gulped all the contents of her glass,” Any more question?” “Where is this tree of Virsathen located?” She'd just let the 'goddess' thing pass. Although she became more unconvinced of the woman's ratonality as she talked to her.