Male Lady Dimitrescu の小説・ストーリー

--------------- Damn. That woman could wear a bedsheet and she’d still be the sexiest lady he’d ever set eyes on, Dimitri thought. Too bad she was Raymond Darcy's daughter. Dimitri knew that it was a bad idea to go after her. He didn't like getting personal when it came to business, but he couldn't help the attraction to the woman. The thought made Dimitri smile, even when his body had already begun to react to seeing her in that silver dress. She looked dangerous, desirable and just a little bit frightening. Like a badass goddess in five-inch heels.

Amanda said as she noticed the lower body of the woman who just came in, “How- how long . . . was I out?” “Just a few hours,” the centaur maid replied and prepared to leave, “you need food to recover your strength, so prepare you to have dinner in a bit. I will have the Harpy bring it to you. And the Lamia told me that Lord Dimitri wants to see you. You might need more energy by then.” Amanda was silent. Remembering her dream and thinking about Dimitri stirs her heart, and she could feel her face warming up and flushing. “Pretty Human, me take food,” the Harpy said as she remembered her duty, “Me return and bring

"Thank you for coming on such short notice." "Of course," Rowan's voice was deep and smooth. He shook Dimitri's hand firmly. "I was intrigued by your description of her. I'm eager to meet this woman you speak so highly of." "She's exceptional," Dimitri said warmly. "You won't be disappointed." No. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real. "Ah, and this is Mikhail," Dimitri gestured to me. "My brother. Soon to be mated himself to Lady Irina from the northern pack."

she stated, giving Dimitri off like a sl*t without actually saying it. The tone of her voice was high, attracting the attention of other female warriors in the camp ground. Dimitri remained silent as she watched Elena speak freely. It would be a pity if she doesn’t let a dog bark every now and then. Hera, a female standing beside Elena with a warrior’s covering on her body stared at Dimitri like she was some weird creature. “Who is she? I have not seen her around before.” She queried with a look of curiosity on her face.

"A fucking pain in the ass. Doesn't stop pushing any of my buttons." His fiancée was Moya Vitiello. The Italian Mafia psycho. Crazier than any of the dons in that regions. She's known as the Dead Queen. The batshit crazy woman who doesn't mind killing anyone. Dimitri told me about how their first meeting was her shooting her brother and wanting to kill her dad. She most definitely was crazy but in the long run I think she was the right match for Dimitri. Both were psychos. "will the big bad Dimitri fall in love for once?" I teased him.

The short elevator ride took Elena to the top floor, the highest level which only the most influential people in power could afford, Except if one managed to hack into the system and create a profile for herself. Elena slipped the masquerade ball mask that had been given to her, and as soon as the doors slid open, she walked into the dimly lit Hall, The one where an orgy was currently going on. She swallowed the urge to gag when she saw two older men push their cocks into a tight asshole, ignoring the screams of the masked woman. Shit, it was... "Lost your way, young lady?" At the sound of that voice, Elena turned sharply to the left, and stared into the blue eyes of the vile Dimitri Ivan.

Still loving me. I look away for a moment, my jaw tightening as guilt claws through me again. Before I could spiral too deeply into it, movement on one of the giant hill jumps catches my attention. A spotlight illuminates the top of the dirt mound as a young woman steps onto the platform holding a microphone. The announcer’s voice booms through the stadium. “Everybody give it up for Sofia Camara!”

No one remembered a random girl they fucked two years ago. Jes know that he didn't recognize her but still gazing at him was making her remember all those feelings that she had buried deep within her heart a few years ago. Jes looked away from him and met the Demi-God's terrifying gaze. "The bastard cheated on me so I ditched him like any dignified and independent girl in my place would have done." Jes said while taking Maddy's hand that he offered to her. She didn't even notice when Maddy came so close to her. But then again she was too busy in admiring her long lost love.

"The new lady. The one who wouldn't give you her name? You know, the one who almost ran our asses over on the main road, while we patrolled the area?" "Almost ran your slow ass over, you mean," Dimitri said with a chuckle, as he turned and picked up a log. "And she's cute, with curves in all the right places, and a mouth that can cut you with its snark." He glanced back at the cabin. "Of course, she also had a scent of sadness about her as well. Like she was recently hurt or something." He turned, as he heard wood thunking against wood. Josh just shook his head. "Here it goes. Dimitri the heart doctor."