Novel & Cerita Male Lady Dimitrescu

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."

the maid is too nervous to speak. “Come on, tell us what you want,” uncle Vlad says. “There is someone here looking for mr. Dimitri…” the maid announces timidly. “Who is it, Martha?” Dimitri asks narrowing his eyes, who could it be? Not many people know where the complex is located. “Ms. Tatiana Petrova,” the maid replies.

Lady Siracusa interrupted me and continued, “we called.” “I know it was both irritating and distracting.” I muttered without thinking. “Why did you not come, my dear?” Lord Dimitrious asked gently. He was a huge man but had the gentlest nature you can ever imagine. I could see the curiosity in his light brown eyes, but I also knew he would not ask until we were home. (Lady Dimitria and Lord Dimitrious were fated mates, and they took me in after I lost my parents in the war. They chose to raise a girl as they did not want to raise a boy as they felt it would be like replacing their son. I do not know what happened to their son as the conversation is always changed when it comes to him.)

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."

I say finally finding my voice. “She was at least I thought, I went to the morgue they had released her body and according to her she found her in Madam Von Grey’s house” This does not make sense, hiring beautiful ladies to stand beside her, the dead coming to life what happens to the ladies involved. “That’s why you are going in there to find out Ride and what happens to the girls” Dimitri says like its that simple, the reason he wanted me into that house is to find Aella.

Cracking her eyes open a bare slit, Lily stilled as she caught sight of the tiny heart-shaped face that was all too familiar. Christ the woman was so beautiful, middle-aged. Elegant in the right places. "I'm Dimitri's wife. My name is Demi." Same blond hair, although she was cut short and spiked. The same green eyes. The same slender body. Even the same stubborn line of their jaw.

"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."

The way he had shoved me away like he was afraid of his own feelings. He was afraid. Dimitrio De Luca, the most powerful mafia lord in Rome, was afraid. The door swung open without warning. I spun around, my heart leaping into my throat. A woman stood in the doorway. She was tall and elegant, with dark hair swept up in an elaborate style and eyes that glittered with cold amusement. She wore a silk dress that probably cost more than everything I had ever owned. And she was looking at me like I was something she had scraped off her shoe.

Dimitri's honeyed voice and wheezing laughter make Tiana and me freeze for a hot second before I jump out of bed, trying my best to arrange my hair, but I fail, so I leave it and join Tiana in a bow to her. “HeHe, Mother. You should not have walked all the way to my room; I was coming to see you after I get cleaned up.” I say with a nervous laugh when we raise our heads back up. She's already dressed in a lilac A-gown that flows to her knees with a cute white poker collar. The pink pearl necklace on her neck makes her look younger than she is, and it fits her perfectly. Vera Dimitri is a beauty.

These guys had not only the advantage of weight and height on their side, but they were used to the amount of liquor in their system. ‘Sasha left, I assume to go find you’, Darcie goes on ‘so she started to hit on Dmitry who also ignored her. She pouted for a bit then stood on their table and started dancing. Her dress was so short we could all see her snatch of course. She broke about a dozen glasses and plates. Isabella tried to get her to stop but she all but told her to fuck off. Lyosha and Marshall had to step in. They grabbed her off the table and escorted her to her room. Apparently she tried to seduce Lyosha when they got to her room.’ she says with a satisfied smirk on her face. Jul