Novel & Cerita Lady Dimitrescu Genderbent

She has been wanting to approach her for a long time, but in the few months since she's been here, Elle doesn't think she's seen her more than twice. “Yes, luna! I am Philip’s mate. My name is Dimitra, ”she says, holding out her hand. "Dimitra?" Elle wonders about this name so little found in this area. To be honest, her look is slightly different. She has a slightly olive complexion and long black hair. Her eyes are very black and her lips are fleshy and full. You have to admit that Philip has an extremely beautiful mate and they make a great pair. He is tall and sturdy, almost as tall as Morris and Michael, but Philip looks even more muscular than the two, and Dimitra is tall and athletic.

I was here stronger, sharper, and more dangerous. "I heard something interesting," Dimitri started, swirling his drink, and I couldn't help but wonder what he has in mind. I hooked he wouldn't disgrace me. "...that you finally discovered yourself. You discovered your sexuality at a very crucial time. Choosing rubbing of clit, to being fucked by a well veinous dick " I shook my head. "People evolve everyday." "Oh, do they?" He murmured. "Or l, do they take off and run...only to come back with stories, when things don't work out over there?"

"I was just...fuck....just seeing what you were working with..." The third punch caught him in the jaw. Enzo's head snapped to the side, and when he straightened, his left eye was already swelling. "What I'm working with," Dimitri said quietly, removing the brass knuckles and setting them aside, "is a woman who watched me torture a man and chose to stay. Who saw me covered in blood and asked me to come to bed. Who heard about my mother and chose me anyway." He crouched in front of Enzo, meeting his eyes. "She's not weak. She's not a pawn. And she is absolutely, unequivocally mine."

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 quickly wrapped my hand around Gabriel's hand in order not to seem out of place but after everyone's eyes turned in my direction, I knew that I was doing a terrible job at it. "A woman of dignity and grace? You're the first weird woman I've come across in quite a long while." I ignored Gabriel's insult before asking a question of my own. "Why is everyone staring at me?" "Well, if you must know, Dimitri has never brought a woman to his room. He's always ever just taken them to a guestroom until he has his way with them and then he disposes of them." I gasped immediately letting go of his hand. "Disposes?"

"Now, if you want to sign—?" But before Eros can pull me to the pens, Dimitra steps forward. She's wearing a simple black sheath dress down to her knees with beads around the neck and her hair in a loose bun. She looks so much like Eros, with that same inscrutable intensity, but her gaze softens as she reaches out to take my hands. "I don't know you very well," she says softly. I'm intensely aware of everyone straining to hear. "But I'm going to be honest with you. I never thought my son would take a wife."

Nicolo let out a low whistle under his breath, but didn’t interrupt. Luca stood slowly, circling the desk until he was directly in front of her. The intensity in his gaze was almost unbearable. “You think I’ll let you walk into his den alone? Dimitri is vicious, unpredictable. You’ve seen what he does to women. You’ve seen what he did to Emilia.” Isadora didn’t flinch. “Which is exactly why I’m going. Because men like Dimitri underestimate women. He’ll talk to me. He’ll think he has control. And when he does, I’ll make sure he regrets ever breathing Emilia’s name.”

“When women were traded like currency? When various villages were underdeveloped? Many things were swept under the carpet and I've been trying to bring them out, fix them and place them where they rightfully belong.” ‎ ‎Her lips tremble. “You twist my words-” ‎ ‎“I untangle lies,” I cut in. I turn to Lord Dimitri. “Your wife, Lady Nyfa, handles a project for me concerning the empowerment of underprivileged werewolves and demons in the kingdom. Yet you boldly undermine my rule and achievements as Queen who has been in power for mere months!”

Taking it quickly we both approached the male and female. Dimtiri bowed and followed him in the act. "Thank you for taking us all in, Braxton and of course Justine. It means the world to us." "Of course, Dimitri. It is our pleasure to be of your grave assistance." said the male. Braxton. "Grave indeed." Dimitri responded. The lady stepped forward startling me at first and she took my hand. "Dear child, what a mess it all has been since you have found your true self. For that I am sorry."

Now I intently watched the way she bites her bottom lip unconsciously and her eyes flutter with so much admiration. I should be the one she looks at that way, the one who touches her that way, the one who she wants. Clenching my jaw, I stand watching the scene stupefied. Dimitri leaned in closer, he had a certain rule for women ever since his mate betrayed him and he was kicked out from his pack, he became a rogue and started seeing women as tools knowing exactly what made them tick always had a hidden agenda for all the women he’d come across I wasn’t going to let him add my mate to the long list of broken hearts.