Novel & Cerita Re8 Dimitrescu Daughters

The room has turned deadly quiet, everyone hanging on Dimitris’s words while Zephyr begins to turn pale, and it’s not from the poison he ingested. “I knew I had to find who was responsible for what was done to my daughter, and so I called on Dasha, who didn’t hesitate to look into it. I’ve always admired her skills, and the skills of the women in her family, and she didn’t disappoint,” he says, sliding his hands into his pant pockets. “It didn’t take me long to find out that while you may manage several clubs that the family uses to funnel money through, you’re also in the Ariti family’s pocket. I managed to capture one of them and it didn’t take him long to talk,” I smile darkly.

"Dimitri isn't the only one who found out my secret. Remember that vile sister I mentioned, the one I got as a bonus when my biological father discovered me?" "Yes? Eva? Is that her name?" "Yes, Eva," I confirmed. "She conducted a DNA test on my kids. If she had known, I doubt she would have let it come out. But it's out now. Dimitri knows the kids are his, and I'm sure word is spreading as I speak that the daughter of Alpha Lucian is alive and well." I glanced back at my children, fast asleep on the bed. I was still torn on the next step to take.

Dimitri son of Yaroslav of the Voitovich family. " If you find that complicated, you need to see the female version," Joe scoffed. " There's a female version? " I alternated my gaze between the two of them. " My sister's name is Maria Yaroslavovna Voitovich.” For a moment I just stared at him speechlessly, no wonder he introduced himself only as Dimitri Voitovich. " Anyway, you spent your vacations in this city, I spent my vacations in Russia with him," Joe pointed out.

If this is their first impression, I can't imagine what they would think of me. "Oh, Dimka, she's beautiful!" A middle-aged woman exclaimed throwing her arms around me in a tight embrace. I was a little shocked but recovered quick enough to wrap my arms around her too. "I'm Dimitri's mother, Olena. This is my youngest daughter, Viktoria, and my oldest two, Karolina and Sonja." Before Olena had a chance to introduce the old woman, who I'm pretty sure was Dimitri's grandmother, his Babushka, the old woman stepped forward and grabbed my chin in her frail, but surprisingly strong, hand.

“You son of a—” “Language,” Dimitri warned, lazily swirling the glass in his hand. “The lady might still be listening.” Luca went silent for a beat—just the sound of his breathing like a storm on the other end of the line. Then Dimitri continued, voice cool and businesslike. “Here’s how this works. You get both girls back—Emilia and your sweet little Cece. No damage, no strings—except one.” “I’m not making a deal with you.”

Dimitri's POV I picked up the frame that sat on my desk; it had three photos in it. The first was of my mother and father on their wedding day, Alexi and Nina Koslov. The second was of my father’s second in command's four sons Adrian, Luka, Nikoli and Mishka. Adrian was the same age as me at 28, and when I took over from my father as the next Don of the Russian Mafia US contingent, Adrian would become my second. His younger brother Luka, who was 24 would be one of my enforcers, and the twins Nikoli and Mishka, both 22, would take over as a couple of my underbosses. The final Picture was when I was 11, sitting on my knee was the prettiest little girl wearing a blue pinafore dress and a white

“Just dealing with the new Information. Wilson is my half brother,” “I know, it’s wild,” Dimitri relaxed back in his seat and chuckled. “Your brother is your son-in-law,” I groaned and dropped my face into my palms “Don’t remind me,” Dimitri whistled and laughed softly under his breath. “And your sister-in-law is your step daughter,” I peeked at Margery from the cracks of my fingers and froze at the genuine joy on her face. She chuckled and shook her head. “Darwin is going to have a field day with this,”

"Come, come. Everyone's been waiting for you." Mr Kingston nodded and tugged me along with him. There were at least ten people, huddled together, wine in hands. As Mr Kingston introduced me to them, the men had the look of adoration while the women only glared. I recognized one of them to be the girl who left the Kingston Co. crying after spoiling Dimitri's clothes with wine. His ex. "This is Bill Douglas, dad's closest friend and his daughter, Catherine Douglas," Dimitri introduced. Back then, I fascinated her, but now, all I felt was anger.

He said with a bright smile on his face and she smiled back at him. The lights in the hall went off and Rielle raised her eyebrows, Soon a spotlight was shown towards the elevator. Demetrio walked out with a lady and immediately the light came back on. Demetrio stood right in front of her and Reed with a sly smirk on his face “You?” Rielle asked the lady surprised and the lady smiled “Are you surprised? You fired me from work but look here I am now.” She said and Rielle smirked “Who is she?” Reed whispered to her and she smiled “A spoilt brat whose father is the Chief financial officer of the company.” She said and remembered how she had met the silly girl again.

But he did not mind so much anymore, as long as she was always by his side. “Grandma had three children with my Grandfather.” He winced. “My father, Dimitra and Achilles. My mother, Katie, had me and then died the day she had Eli. Dimitra married Girogos and has no children by choice. Achilles is dead but has Elias with his now sick wife, Daphne.” “Dimitra is Grandma’s daughter?” She asked in confusion. “Yes.” He wondered why this interested her the most of all he had just told her.