Lady Dimitrescu Novels & Stories

She looked poised and elegant, everything Audrey herself aspired to be and she couldn't help but admire her. "I am pleased as well. I would love to get to know each one of you" Audrey exchanges glances between the four women, waiting for one of them to speak up. "Please grant me the honors to introduce everyone" the woman who first spoke takes charge "I am Marchioness Cordelia Vladimir, my husband is the Marquese of Austaria" she gestures to the woman on her right who had peculiar red curls that seemed foreign to Audrey's eyes, her pale blue icy gaze also added to her distinct look. She didn't look like she was from here. The woman directed a smile towards Audrey, her smile lines becoming ve

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.

They were all polite and welcoming, which eased my initial nervousness. Among them, I noticed a young woman who seemed familiar. Her name was Lady Evelina Whitewood, the daughter of a prestigious aristocratic family known for their involvement in politics and diplomacy. She had long, flowing golden hair and striking emerald eyes that seemed to mirror the color of my gown. Lady Evelina approached me with a warm smile. "Ah, you must be Faustina Kerez. I've heard about you from Jaromir." Her voice was soft and graceful, befitting her aristocratic upbringing.

“Have pity on your mate from now on.” They heard the sound of something breaking in the foyer, and Lucien looked at it without interest, before pointing to Galadriel, to know what was happening, then he continued on his way to put Emelia in her room. Grace, the human and Beta Galadriel's mate , was quickly descending the stairs. Without noticing, she dropped a vase. was next to the wall. She felt that her heart was about to burst out. She walked towards it to clean the place, when the head butler called her.

She did not expect Absalom to do such a thing. “Behave and don't move around. I'll take you away.” Harmonia nodded and stopped attempting to free her hand from his palm. One Equestrian Club was Dimas’ territory, so he must be more familiar with it than she was and knew how to escape Absalom’s surveillance. She followed his footsteps and left. Whispers sounded around them. A few elegantly dressed rich ladies stared at Dimas in admiration. “Who is that handsome guy? He's so tall! Isn't he over 1.9 meters tall? Is he the heir of a family in the upper-class circle?”

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?"

He pulled out his phone and tapped on the screen, then slid it across the desk toward me. I picked up the phone and looked at the screen. It was a digital file. The woman in the photo was striking, with sharp eyes and she looked to be around my age. "Who is she?" I asked, flipping through the digital file. Dimitri folded his arms. "Her name is Camila De León. She’s one of the most connected people in Seville. She runs almost everything there. Comes from old money, generations deep. Almost every mafia family in Seville reports to her family."

Ada Wong, the renowned freelance spy, found herself in a precarious position. After infiltrating Castle Dimitrescu in the heart of the Eastern European mountains, she was captured by the enigmatic and alluring Alcina Dimitrescu. The mistress of the castle had a sinister plan for Ada and the other captive, a young woman named Evelyn. Alcina, with her striking beauty and an air of authority, stood before the bound women. "Welcome to my castle, my dears. You will serve a vital purpose here." Her voice was smooth like silk, yet laced with an underlying menace.

“If you want to get her attention, you know what to do, Dimitri, or are you trying to come up with another plan? Louis asked, clicking his tongue. Dimitri narrowed his eyes at the building ahead before signaling his driver to go. They drove past his company’s headquarters and continued downtown until they reached a secluded landmark with a single name etched on it: ‘DIMI.’ Soon, the car rolled to a stop in front of a grand estate, a mansion. He gained his footing on the ground before stepping out and striding into the building. The building’s exterior shimmered in obsidian stone, mirrored panels, and porcelain sheen, a place where one could get lost dreaming of forever. But the owner’s mind

“This is Mia, she's mine.” Luckily Mia doesn't argue with my statement. “It's an honor to meet you in person, Lord Dimitri.” “I see you already know my name.” Lord Dimitri comments with a smug look, while I fight the urge to pull out his eyes. “Wait, I think I know you. You're Queen Elara's sister right?” Mia gives him a small smile. “Something of that sort.” He grins foolishly. “You girls are sharp, snagging high profile men.”