Novel & Cerita Lord Dimitrescu

I asked him casually. He met my eyes and answered just as casually. "We live in the same house so yes." "You mean palace." Earlier this week, I did some research of my own. I was disappointed to be caught by surprise when I found out that Dimitri wasn’t the manager of the hotel like I thought he was. He was Dimitri Volkov, Prince of the Soare-Luna Kingdom and part owner of Volkov Corps. I had googled the royal family when I found out that Alya was a Princess but I hadn't focused a lot on the other royal members - and hence didn't remember seeing Dimitri in the family chart.

Damon explained. “Not only that. We had also confirmed Dimitri’s death. We found his real body. It looked like before he died, he was able to transfer his powers to someone else, your majesty,” Tau added. “And that person could be his direct descendant, his son, Alucard Meneses, one of Kate’s childhood friends when she was still in the orphanage. Like her, Alucard had also lived as a human without any knowledge about his identity. But he had awakened nine years ago. And also…” He cleared his throat. “We heard that Dimitri’s son currently has his sights set on Kate, your majesty.” “The good news is that with the ring like this, we finally have the chance to do something about the poison and a

Knowing his personality well, Lucas knew that Dimitri wanted to keep them on suspense before he could start narrating about his new discovery or start bragging about his new developed gaming app. " I tell you what, today I have met a goddess!" Dimitri dropped the bombshell surprising his two friends. To Lucas and Marcus,the last thing Dimitri will ever talk about is a lady. He was a talkative and funny guy when in company of his two friends but the corporate world knew him as the ruthless and cunning founder and CEO of Eagle gaming Company. He was feared for his ruthless ways although Marcus topped the charts. But the difference between the two was that while Marcus spelt danger even by appe

“ Is that what you think I’m doing? “ He asked as he swirled his drink before taking a sip. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion wondering what he was getting at. “ Take a drink, my dear, “ he said. Despite the term of endearment, he had used, I knew he mean it as an order. Everyone, even Nikolai, knew not to take his orders lightly. He was the most powerful don in Italy after all. I sipped a little of the sour liquid and grimaced when it touched my tongue. Still, I forced myself to swallow it. The fire that burned in my throat was almost unbearable. I coughed uncontrollably making him laugh, I gave him the middle finger and drank the water on the table. “ If it was another person, I would ha