Novel & Cerita Lady Dimitrescu Fanfiction

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.

Follow the object that is being stared at by the man. With an expression of contrived admiration, she said, "Why is this sexy outfit here?" "According to you? What do you want me to do today?” "What is it?" Putting her index finger on her lips, while stepping to scrape the distance between them. 'Is this the right choice? Or… worse than surrendering to the Emerl Clan?’ Damian thought trying to stay calm when he was already next to the girl. ***

I was now completely at his mercy. Dimitri moved his way up, teasing my thighs with kisses until he finally reached my crotch. He stared at it for a while then pulled the lips apart slightly. Then he bent and placed a small kiss on my pleasure nub. That was when I let out the breath I did not know I was holding. This man was going to be the death of me. I almost pushed him away when he took my clit into his mouth and sucked on it gently. I closed my eyes and bunched the sheets up in my fists. I was going to be the first woman to die from pleasure.

I bite my nails nervously as I wait for Dimitri to arrive. I still can’t stop thinking about the kiss I shared with Lucas. That brief stolen moment that will forever accompany me to wherever I go… I know it can never happen again and that I am going to get into serious trouble for it, but yet I can’t put the memory away from my mind, If I close my eyes I can still feel his lips on mine. I shake my head, trying to focus on what is really important: facing Dimitri. I dread the moment he’ll come home and I am going to have to explain what happened to him. Every time I take a peek outside, I can see Anastasia looking out from her bedroom window awaiting to see Dimitri’s car come. I’m doing the e

The coachmen and butlers were given free rooms to rest before they would start their journey back to the manor, and return back again once Lady Francesca decided to go home. Laying her back on the soft foam placed atop the oak-made mattress, Lady Francesca looked at the starry sky above her heads. The ceiling of her room was designed to have a small opening covered only with transparent glass so as to offer a free view of the night sky, which her mom used to love. As a matter of fact, the room she is occupying was Duchess Savrina’s old room before she met Duke Landon of Feladencia and later get married to him and moved out for good to start a family.

But the difference between the two was that while Marcus spelt danger even by appearance, Dimitri's appearance was more of an angel but those who crossed his limits would always see the devil in him. " What?" shouted David and Marcus at the same time. The fact that their friend Dimitri was talking about a lady was something practically unheard of. He would always react with scorn whenever the friends raised any topic related to women. Dimitri who heard the reaction of his friends was obviously displeased. " What do you mean by what? I said that I Just met a goddess today. " Dimitri said. " Where are you? are you sure you are alright and don't have a fever? maybe you saw her in your dreams."

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.

Kira got the same feeling that she had felt when she had fallen. Kira looked around and saw Tamara, Mihika, the second naked girl from the other night -- whose name Kira did not know, and few others staring dewy eyed at Dimitri. “My lord needs me?” Tamara crooned as she approached him. Dimitri shook his head very slightly. The second naked girl from the other night approached too, and spoke, “You must need us, my lord. You look so weak and fragile,” and she raised her hand to touch him.

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.”

Magda, Sienna, and Darya made wide eyes as Dimi grabbed him and staked a claim like a dog pissing on a hydrant as she kissed him boldly on the mouth and grabbed his package. “Mine,” she said bluntly. “Yes ma’am.” He grinned at her and then walked away as if he couldn’t be prouder at what she’d done. “Did you peg him?” Darya asked none-too-quietly from behind Dimi. Dimi slapped at her and Magda laughed her head off as they walked to the booth. “Kimmie!” Dimitra screamed as the server approached. “You almost got me in trouble last time, Mrs. Laskaris,” Kimmie made wide eyes at her.