10. Dimitri
10
Dimitri
Elena has finally given in to me, and it’s been everything I imagined it would be. Every night since, I’ve claimed her, molding her body to my desires, exploring her in ways that drive her to moan and tremble beneath me. I can feel the change in her, the way her entire demeanor has shifted. She’s more compliant now, more eager to please. There’s something intoxicating about that—about watching her submit to me, not out of fear but out of desire. She wants to please me. She likes to please me.
It’s a power that surges through me every time I look at her. This was a good choice—taking her as my wife. Even with the added responsibility of that kid, Marie, hanging around, it’s been worth it. Marie, despite her initial annoyances, is growing on me. She’s an innocent, a child who doesn’t yet understand the world she’s been thrust into. But Elena… Elena knows. And that’s why I need her to focus on our family.
I want children. A lot of them. Sons to continue my legacy. Daughters to protect. I want to build something permanent with her, something that ties us together in more than just name. She knows it too, and I can sense her softening, becoming more open to the idea. Until that day comes, I’m more than happy to keep practicing—over and over again. Each night is another lesson for her, and she’s learning well. Too well, perhaps, because there are times I don’t want to leave her bed.
Like this morning. After bending her over the bed and fucking her until I’m spent, I watch her, breathless and flushed, her body still begging for more. There’s a part of me that wants to give in, to lose myself in her again, to forget the world outside this room. But I can’t stay here all day, no matter how tempting the idea. I have responsibilities. I’m the boss, and my men need me.
She watches me as I get dressed, her eyes lingering on me, wanting. It’s flattering—no, it’s more than that. It stirs something dark inside me, something possessive. She’s mine. I’ll always be the one she looks at like that. No one else will ever have her.
Marie is waiting downstairs, ready for school, and I watch as Elena takes her hand, my men flanking them as they leave. Even though they have a driver, I’ve made sure they’re surrounded by guards every step of the way. I’m not taking any chances. Not with them. I’ve come too far to lose now.
After they’re gone, I have to shake myself back into focus. I can’t be distracted by thoughts of Elena and what I want to do to her later. There’s work to be done. The cooks have my coffee ready, and I stop at the cafe down the street for a bagel. My morning ritual. But even as I walk through the motions, my mind keeps drifting back to her. Part of me wants to turn around, to be back inside her, to hear her moan my name again.
But I push the thoughts aside. I’m in charge, and I have more important things to handle.
Today, it’s about securing territory. After my cousin took over most of this city, we’ve made plenty of enemies. We’re expanding, but with expansion comes risk. The corner boys need to be situated in their new territories, and the shop owners still owe us a protection tax. I can’t let any cracks appear in the foundation. I have something to lose now—something precious—and I won’t let that happen. Not to her.
After handling the territories, I sit down for lunch with my inner circle. These men, the ones who protect Elena and Marie when they leave the house, are the only ones I trust. As I pick up my pizza, I glance around the table, noticing the tension in their eyes. I don’t like it.
“I don’t mean to ruin your lunch, Dimitri,” John, my head of security, starts cautiously, “but I can’t beat around the bush here. We’re still seeing some suspicious activity around Elena and Marie in the mornings. What do you want us to do?”
I chew slowly, processing his words. Suspicious activity? My jaw tightens. The idea that someone might be watching them, waiting to make a move, sends a rush of anger through me. I won’t allow it. Not after everything I’ve done to keep them safe.
“Do your jobs,” I say, my voice low and cold as I take another bite.
John hesitates, his eyes flicking toward the others before he speaks again. “Well, wouldn’t it be better to pull the girl out of school?”
I stop mid-chew, the suggestion igniting something inside me. "Absolutely not." My voice is sharp, cutting through the tension. "That would show weakness. I’m not doing that."
He opens his mouth to argue, but I cut him off. “Are you questioning me?”
The room goes still. I can feel the weight of my words, the way they hang in the air like a threat. John’s face pales slightly, his bravado crumbling.
“No, boss,” he says softly, lowering his eyes.
“Good. Now go. Do your jobs.”
They leave me in peace, and I focus back on my pizza. But the anger is still simmering beneath the surface. The thought of someone targeting Elena or Marie—of anyone daring to come near what’s mine—makes my blood boil. I’ve spent years building this empire, taking control of everything around me. I’ll burn the city to the ground before I let anyone take her from me.
As I finish my lunch, my mind drifts back to Elena, the memory of her body pressed against mine this morning still fresh. My cock stirs at the thought of her, the way her skin felt under my hands, the way she gasped when I took her. Maybe tonight I’ll introduce her to something new. Maybe I’ll teach her about blowjobs. I’d love to feel her lips around my cock, to watch her as she pleases me with that sweet mouth of hers.
I shift in my seat, trying to calm the arousal that’s building. I can’t get up like this. Not with the wrong suit on, too much room in the pants. But the thought lingers—her mouth, her submission, her willingness to do whatever I ask.
At least I know she’ll be compliant. Unlike everyone else in my life who keeps trying to test me, question me. I’m fucking sick of it. I want things to run smoothly, to let my cousin’s power expand without interruption. That’s good for all of us, especially for Elena. She’s my princess, my wife, and if anyone dares to put her in danger… well, heads will roll. I’ll make sure of it.
For now, I just need to get through this day and get back to her. Back to my bed. Back to her .