Lady Dimitrescu Fanfic Novels & Stories

She smiled brightly at her brilliant plan. "Commander Dimitri!" Eugene called sharply, jolting Yolanda out of her thoughts. The woman immediately saluted and bowed to Eugene. Eugene waved his hand at her. "Come, come." Yolanda smirked. Eugene had not taken any notice of Diana and that made her happy. "Guessing Eugene might not even know you," Yolanda whispered to her. Jasyn tapped Eugene. "Diana, the lady you suggested to us, she's here as well."

It ended up been shredded into pieces and yet one lady had no shame as she began to inhale the scent from his jacket as if it was her life. "Fu*ck, his scent is so hot." Layla gritted her teeth and her demon nearly crawled out. 'How dare that bitch, crave for her man?' She thought and balled her fists but she got distracted. The two people were confused on who would start hitting each other first. Lord Ray, at this point wished it wasn't Jasper who had come because he always looked at him like an Elder brother. This Duel would have been interesting to him if it was someone else who was standing before him but then, the crowd found it more intriguing than any duel that they would ever watch.

What started as an innocent action to wipe a thread of cheese from her lips turned to something else when his skin made contact with hers. Dimitri sighed and picked up his phone, staring at her name. She was one of the first numbers at the top. It was easy. He could call, invite her. “You can’t be doing this Dimitri.” “Hm?” Vienna stirred. “Nothing, princess, go back to sleep.” He threw his phone behind him and flopped back unto the sofa. He wasn't twenty-eight anymore. He had done this before, and he wouldn't see himself go through it again. Ayesha was his friend, and there were a million and ten reasons she should remain that way.

he sold her daughter to marry the famous Playboy Aldric Dimitri, but Dimitri's mistress immediately considered the idea, saying that it would be very good for her son to stay loyal to a woman because it would have a positive effect on a woman famous Dimitri Family. Mrs. Dimitri agrees to Casey's father's request to buy his daughter, but only on the condition, that Rudd Stoner and Casey Stoner will no longer be in touch when and Aldric marry. Casey is now the wife of the famous Aldric Dimitri, and he is arrogant, evil, bossy, and a playboy. the agreement said that, Casey had to treat the man like a good husband, even if she didn't love him either. Casey must obey the orders of Aldric and Mrs.

“Please, wait. We have to do something, Victoria. Let’s bring them down. I think they have brainwashed you and that’s why you believe you have feelings for Dimitri, they are forcing you to love him. But that is all fake, you love me. I am the one you truly love. We will put an end to this forced marriage, we will wipe Dimitri from the face of the earth and then we will be together. You’ll see.” I feel my blood freeze inside my body. He is not going to stop trying to hurt Dimitri, not if he thinks he still has a chance with me. I push him so hard that he stumbles a little. “No one is forcing me to love him,” I state out loud. “Stay away from me, Lucas, I don’t feel anything for you anymore.

She had to control her thundering heart. “My lady, you are stronger than I gave you credit,” Dimitri said. He knew he could love her from that moment. “Never underestimate me,” Stacy said as she climbed out of the limo. She watched as Dimitri stepped out of the limo in a smooth motion that had her knees weak.

She says the last part while flashing me a grin. Finally. Someone that agrees with me on something. Gaining my composure, I pat my hair as I walk towards the almost motionless man. I place the sole of my heels above his eyes and dig it into eyes. He's not dead yet but he will soon so he should feel pain. Have a little taste of your medicine douchebag. “Who are you?” I ask the lady who's still kicking the man. “Me? Dimitra. Dimitra Vicenzo.” “Vicenzo?”

Like she knew what was coming. The dream clung to him as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. He crossed to the window, pushed it open, letting the cool night air wash over him. Somewhere out there, Dimitri was moving pieces. The old rivalry, once dormant, was rising again. And now… there was a woman in the middle of it. *Six years ago*, In the grand marble halls of a so-called neutral estate in Montenegro, Luca and Dimitri had once stood side by side—not as friends, but as uneasy collaborators.

Lucas’ eyes snap to Demitri. “Oh, we were dancing,” Demitri says, smugness dripping from his words. “And she looked at me like she was begging me to fuck her.” I glare at him. “I did not! You imagined it.” “Can we get back to the part where you three leave so I can actually work on my book?” I ask, exasperated. Demitri raises his hands in surrender. “Fine. We’ll go. But I’m having two of my men outside watching her.”

Curious as to what had captured her attention, I followed her gaze to find it landing on another group of Dhampir, this one containing none other than Dimitri. "Dimka," she called out in his direction. I began to think she had gotten his name wrong and was about to correct her when instead, the broad Dhampir reacted. Dimitri's head turned around just as she began to rush towards him and to my complete, utter astonishment the same excitement was reflected in him as well. It may not have been as desperate and pathetic as hers, but it was still there. Lady Ozera reached up towards him and pulled him in for a tight hug. He reached around with one arm and gently returned her embrace before pullin