Novel & Cerita Lady Dimitrescu Fanfiction

he finished smiling as he raised the glass to his mouth, causing Laureti to burst out laughing. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, well, I'll give her to you, she's not my type, and I don't care how much she has under that awful mop she wears," Demetrio said wryly, even though he had seen huge, hard, pink breasts under the thick fabric of his secretary.

As I responded to the warmth of his tongue and mouth against mine, my knees became weak and my nipples hardened. "The demon lord!" That name rang in my mind loudly. I quickly pulled back with a heavy breath, getting off his lap and moving backwards. There was no way I was going to make Ducan the demon king's enemy. Being close to me was a bad thing to do. He was slowly digging his own grave. "Eleanor, what's the matter?" He asked as I shook my head. He was about to touch me when I slapped his hand away. He sighed heavily then stood up with a serious expression on his face.

"It's a pity then. Perhaps, it's because he is unwilling to meet you. That's quite pitiful. Such is an unrequited love of the daughter of duke Ferner." "You!" Celosia's nose flared, and her pale face was slightly scarlet with anger. The scarlet color looked quite weird on creatures like vampires because of their unbelievably pale countenance. Unwilling to face this arrogantly unreasonable daughter of a duke any longer, she put on the last contemptuous look and instantly teleported away, just in time to avoid Celosia's grabby hands. After this, the little girl must be going back to look for Stelian. She was a little curious about how his constipated face looked like when he found out that Cel

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."

Dimitri had beaten him so much that I hid in a corner. "How dare you. You... you are involved in the Silver Fang," he said. Huh? Are they best friends? I was just about to intervene and maybe make Dimitri a bit happy with my presence when I saw the blonde lady. Who is she? What's going on? Are they friends? Or was she his ex-girlfriend? Did he do something to her? Oh my God. Do I even know Dimitri enough to trust him? What am I slowly getting myself into!

he bowed. Lucinda laughed. "I know who you are, Carson, and I'm pleased to meet you." Dimitri was over the pleasantries. All he wanted to do was fix Hazel and get the fuck out of dodge. But now he was in the Fae World, and it was obvious that shit had hit the fan. Now this was just another distraction and time wasted that he could use to search for his mate and daughter. "You must be Dimitri Winterbourne," Lucinda said. "You are just as how I saw you in my vision. Don't worry, you'll see Zoey and your daughter soon."

My ears perk up to hear what they are discussing! Adonis "Hey, Adonis! Were you just with the Lady's virgin fuck slave?" "Now, you sound jealous Dimitri, ” I say, laughing at him mockingly. "Yes, I was with her." I smirk as I look at a devilish Dimitri. "I bumped into her leaving the Crite. Let's say I'm trying to get on her good side to make my move, and it's working to my advantage," I tell Dimitri.

Ok I admit it…she is really hot when she is angry and physically harassing my enemies but I will just keep that piece of Information to myself. " Well my lady …I see that you do not remember me , I got to say…I am slightly offended, ok maybe a whole lot offended but that is fine. Let me introduce myself. The names Creed… vampire lord Dimitri Creed . My apologies for my hooligan like behavior my lady, I promise it will not happen again,"

The door yielded suddenly, revealing a figure approaching her. "Hazel," the caution in her step back vanished as she saw Dimitry in a wheelchair. A glimmer of hope danced in her eyes; perhaps he might be an ally. Extending his hand, Hazel rushed and knelt before Dimitry. "He's an animal," she confessed, her emotions erupting into tears. "Do you know what he did?" Dimitry kept his calm, holding her hand, leaning close. "I can't be his mistress," her sobs echoed her distress.