Lady Dimitrescu Feet Novels & Stories

I ask her, looking at her perplexed. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She must be somewhere at 5.9 feet. And she is dressed decent in a beautiful light mint green midi dress that highlights her perfect figure. She is not voluptuous but her shapes are perfect. She is gorgeous. I didn't know that women wearing Louboutin shoes are so sexy.

She gave him one last look, before grabbing her purse and walking out of the apartment. She didn’t wait for him or any of his men as she started walking. Dimitri shook his head at the absurdity of the situation. How did he even end up in this mess? His eyes followed her ass, then moved down to her legs as he watched her walk away. She walked like a runway model. Dimitri couldn’t believe his luck. What were the chances that the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen was Sidorov’s sister? The man who died because of his mistake?

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.

Her spine was straight, her eyes forward, though she wasn’t sure if anyone could hear the music over the sound of her heartbeat. “Wolfe!” Vladislav called from a short distance ahead. Damien looked up and spotted him dressed in a sleek black Italian tuxedo. Standing beside him was a woman with delicate features and smooth porcelain skin, her appearance clearly East Asian, probably Chinese. She looked calm and elegant, but as her gaze landed on Damien, a wide smile touched her lips. She seemed pleased to see him. Slowly, Damien reached for Lila’s hand and put it around his arm before walking forward.

Not to mention that the body build of the woman was nothing like the Milana. This woman had more flesh and hip dips. My grip on the bottle and the glasses tightened and I watched in disbelief as Dimitri stalked towards the woman. instinctively, I retreated behind the shrubbery that lined the path just before the pool's edge. Peering through the foliage, I desperately sought a clearer angle, a better view of the unfolding scene. Moving to the other side of the pool, I got a closer observation, hoping against hope that my eyes deceived me. But as I dared to glance up again, a sharp intake of breath caught in my throat, freezing me in place.

"Yeah, I totally see that." Dimitria was my other girlfriend that I had; and she was extremely gorgeous as well. She was a remarkable woman at only her age. Her amber gold hair brought out the best of her features, including her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. While she was only five feet three inches tall, her other features completed her, including her beautiful C cupped breasts. Like me, she also took exceptionally good care of her medium sized frame that had been trained throughout the years. She was taught alongside Kaitlyn to use her body as a weapon—including her charms. However, this was the one thing we could never agree on; Discarding Erin.

I wear flats than the pointing heels that looked uncomfortable to wear “Mr Dimitri said we should blindfold you to where he was.” ” Why” I asked confused shifting to see the maids fade fully” ” He didn’t say but hoped you trusted him enough to do it” I wouldn’t have a clue why but I still let them after making them promise they won’t let me fall. I walk wobbly as the maids hold my hands leading me according to Dimitri. “I’ll take it from here” I hear Dimitri say the hands in my palms switched to a rather strong one. One more step don’t fright okay now sit that ass down I bend almost tipping the chair over but Dimitri holds it steady.

I look stunning," I exclaimed. "Yes, Ma'am, you have wonderful skin and I must admit you look stunning." Before she went, she conveyed her gratitude, which I appreciated. I quickly changed into the black dress that had been supplied to me; it stopped exactly at my knees and fit me perfectly. My crimson lipstick gleamed brightly and made my lips stand out. I walked down the stairs slowly in my heels.

--------------- 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.

Fracturing the lights that broke through and giving off colour in a few places. Dimitri raised his head when he heard the sound of footsteps. He spotted mother walking by the balcony, her head bent as she stared at her phone. She wore brightly coloured pants with a dark dress shirt. Her usually dark brown hair was now highlighted at the tips. Dimitri couldn’t see her face from where he stood, but he knew it was her. “Morning, mother.” She jerked to a stop, her head whipping around before she spotted him downstairs. He waved at her.