Lady Dimitrescu Fanfic Novels & Stories

she instructed me. I did as she said, following the young woman into another room, where a window showed a well appointed room. Dimitri was unconscious on top of the bed, hooked up to some appliances. He looked so fragile there, my greatest wish was to go in, lie down next to him, and not leave him for a second. But I knew that this wish was impossible. " Your sister-in-law told us about the engagement, congratulations," Nádia commented observing me. " Thank you," I once again experienced that nostalgic feeling.

Elisa repeated slowly, her voice hollow with disbelief. “Daddy?” Her gaze shifted from Luca to Damian. Damian didn't deny it. Instead, he smiled—slowly. Slyly. A quiet, unmistakable pride flickered in his eyes. Before Elisa can interrogate him further— Footsteps. Many of them. The doors of the estate swung open and over twenty cooperatively dressed individuals flood inside, their expressions shining with barely contained excitement. They crowded in behind Damian, peering eagerly over his shoulder, craning their necks to catch sight of Luca in his arms.

“You have the guts to harm a woman, hmm?” “S—Sir!” My chest thumps loudly. My heart raced and all the blood I had on my face was completely drained. My lips parted. I don’t know what to feel. I was glued on my feet, and I couldn’t run. The moment he glance on his shoulder, I was certain that it is not just trouble I should be afraid of. “Hello, Miss Fonte.” No, it is a Missus... “Dimitri...”

I cannot believe what I just saw! Who the hell is Katherine Diaz and what is her connection with Demetrius? “Could she be Demetrius's…”I think. I pause, thinking of the possibilities. Demetrius doesn't seem like one to fall in love or engage in romantic activities but also, he might have developed a phobia for women after his last romantic experience. “No, no," I say, shaking my head. It cannot be, maybe I am just overthinking the whole issue. “Elvira calm down" I mutter to myself as I continue to pace around the room, what I have just discovered is a huge shock to me, I can hardly believe it!

I don’t know where this confidence was coming from, highly doubtful Dimitris was sharing anything or able to share anything other than contempt so I accepted this confidence. “I’m going to leave. Yvet.” I turned back to her, “Care to show me where this scholar is?” “Miss.” She bowed and held out her hand toward the door. Dimitris’s lips twitched involuntarily with a smile and that’s when they both broke, “I will see you later.” “Cheeky son.” She glared. “I think it’s finally two against one.” “More fair of a match for you dear.” She leaned back allowing the air to settle, “I must say she is a lovely compliment to your sour demeanor.”

She tried to protest but I dismissed her. When she was gone, I sauntered to the balcony. Tonight, the weather was a bit chilly. A Southern wolf like me wouldn't need the cold weather but Lycans like that asshole, Dimitri, would. Their kind thrived in the cold. Now I see where he got his attitude from. We weren't compatible by nature yet we were mates. The Moon Goddess was definitely losing her touch with this matchmaking nonsense. I heard a familiar giggle and my blood boiled. My eyes fell on a familiar redhead — Clara, Dimitri's new mistress. Apparently, it looked like he was introducing her to his friends.

I roam my eyes over the second floor unsystematically in trace of the right hand man, Dimitri, whose I have not even an implicit notion about how he looks and how to find him out amongst the assemblage of drunken people. Of course that asshole Landon hasn't uttered a sole word about how he looks but I managed to get the information when Dimitri comes here. "Gosh, I'm bored. What if he's not here today?" Lucy sighs and scratches her brunette hair with her long painted finger nails. "He is. He has to be." I insist.

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."

--------------- Damn. That woman could wear a bedsheet and she’d still be the sexiest lady he’d ever set eyes on, Dimitri thought. Too bad she was Raymond Darcy's daughter. Dimitri knew that it was a bad idea to go after her. He didn't like getting personal when it came to business, but he couldn't help the attraction to the woman. The thought made Dimitri smile, even when his body had already begun to react to seeing her in that silver dress. She looked dangerous, desirable and just a little bit frightening. Like a badass goddess in five-inch heels.

Well, a lot can happen in ten minutes " He laughs and panic hits me. I cut the line and rush inside and true to his word, there she is and in front of her is fucking Dimitri. ‘’So, Would you mind giving me your number?’’ Dimitri asks and I watch her hesitate before responding. ‘’I..Uhm..’’ ‘’You will do no such thing,’’ I growl as I walk towards her and lift her by her arm making her stand up. ‘’Luca! You’re hurting me.’’ She cries but that goes on deaf ears because I don’t losen my grip. I pull her to my side before I growl, ‘’I leave you alone for ten minutes and you’re already ordering food with some Russians?!’’ ‘’No…I..wait! How do you know he is Russian?’’