Male Lady Dimitrescu の小説・ストーリー

I can only assume this was Hail’s passive-aggressive way of punishing me and giving the cupcake protection because it’s my house sigil on the crest around her neck. Not my clan, Dracule, but house Vlademyre’s brand in the silver metal plate. One Hail didn’t bother to have her leave out to avoid this situation. Ally, enemy, kid. Doesn’t really matter at this point because all of them harassed someone under my protection. The immediate jump back as his heart lands with his body, comes with stark recognition as I lift our new servant into my arms. At least from them. Cupcake, on the other hand, has no clue what just happened.

“Help yourself.” Dimitri grinned. “Don’t mind if I do.” Dimitri took a slow sip of his drink, his eyes sweeping over me before landing back on Alessandro. “So,” he drawled, “This is the woman who finally managed to tie down Alessandro Costello.” His lips twitched. “I have to admit, I expected someone... meaner.” I arched a brow, “And I expected someone taller.” Alessandro let out a low exhale, but Dimitri just laughed, “Oh, I like you, solnishko.”

Ok I admit it…she is really hot when she is angry and physically harassing my enemies but I will just keep that piece of Information to myself. " Well my lady …I see that you do not remember me , I got to say…I am slightly offended, ok maybe a whole lot offended but that is fine. Let me introduce myself. The names Creed… vampire lord Dimitri Creed . My apologies for my hooligan like behavior my lady, I promise it will not happen again,"

He grunted and held her, deepening their kiss, no gentleness in his response. When he lifted his head, he growled against her throat, “Dmitri’s niece. A woman named Jana Rudenko.” His Woman raised her large eyes, wide with apprehension, as she looked at him, her pulse hammering at the base of her throat, fear in her expression. Lucien Delano grunted, “She’s in the US, woman. Out to ruin me and mine.” He lifted the tumbler of whiskey and sipped, holding her frightened eyes with his.

Then with that, I took her hand na syang mahigpit na nakahawak sa leeg ni Liam na himala namang binitawan nito saka ito inalalayang makatayo. Liam was able to blow out a relieved sigh pagkabitiw nito sa leeg nito, clearly relieved of being away from this dangerous woman. "Noo, Noo.. I know you're just lyin' now, Mr. Del Toro.." I groaned when I heard that name again while while shaking her head in a slow motion while pointing her finger at me, still trying to glare at me kahit halos mahulog na nga ang mga mata nito ngayon dahil sa antok.

I thought to myself, looking around to see if he was still beside me. "You look so gorgeous, my dear daughter-in-law," an older lady said, whom I presume to be Dimitri's mom as she had sane eyes with him. She looked elegant as well, her skin glowed and she was full of life, so one wouldn't agree she had a son as old as Dimitri. "Thank you ma," I responded and passed a tight smile while she chuckled staring at me.

Victoria’s lipstick, unmistakably. “Told you,” Tisha said, nodding diplomatically. Isolde gave Dimitri a cold look as he sat beside her. “You slept with a maid at Vlad’s place just to plant that bug?” she asked sarcastically. Panic was written all over Dimitri’s face, like he had just escaped death. “Worse,” Dimitri hissed, rubbing his face, clearly exhausted. “You slept with the head maid?” Tisha guessed. Dimitri quickly flipped her off, his face annoyed. “The important thing is that the listening device is safely in place.”

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.

Before I could completely close my eyes, I could see a figure of a woman running towards Dimitri who is now on the ground, completely covered with wounds. “My son! What have you done to my son.” She was crying and yelling at the person behind me. Luna Frandale was Dimitri’s long lost mother. And finally my world turns black.