A/N: Okay you guys! This is strictly MA! So this story is dear and near to my heart... I've been plotting and working on this for about the past two months! Even during Price to Pay I would work on it whenever possible! And just a message to all of my Life After readers! I WILL continue to work on it! I'm finishing off the kinks and am planning to start working on it again! Along with Price to Pay! Again, this is VERY different to what you've read so far, so fair warning... Especially since there may or may not be certain... *clears throat* BDSM...

This will be the only time I do this: NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED! ALL KNOWN CHARACTERS OF THE VAMPIRE ACADEMY UNIVERSE AND VAMPIRE ACADEMY IN AND OF ITSELF BELONG TO THE BRILLIANT RICHELLE MEAD! I AM BUT A PUPPETEER THAT ENJOYS TINKERING WITH THESE AMAZING CHARACTERS!

Enjoy at your discretion! ;P

"Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for…"

-Dag Hammarskjold

June, 2011

He felt his mood gradually change as he entered the gentlemen's club. His eyes closed as the dim lights and music filled his senses, all eyes falling upon him. This is what I missed.

Opening his eyes slowly, the corners of his mouth rose up in a smirk. To the men around him he was unrecognizable, but to the women? Well the women knew full well who he was. And after his long absence they were all ready for him to take his pick. Walking deeper into the room he noted the men whom were in the middle of lap dances or something more, compromising, were now interrupted. Each man stared at him in agitation at the possibility of this mere man eliciting such a response from all women.

He made his way towards the bar as his eyes fell on an amused pair of hazel eyes who gave him a 'welcome back' smile, "Dimitri Belikov, my but it has been years since we have last seen you. Eleazar, please fill a glass of our finest scotch for Mr. Belikov." Eleazar gave the woman a small nod in reply.

"Cersei," Dimitri took her hand in his as he gently and respectfully placed a small kiss on the back of her hand, "Years may have passed, but you remain as beautiful and enchanting as ever." The older woman gave him a playful nudge. Dimitri had always made it a mission to come whenever possible, and Cersei always welcomed him with open arms knowing that he was good for the business. She had built this place with 'sweat and blood' she would always say, and with Dimitri's visitations, well he helped her in keeping the place running. There was a point where even though it may seem like a lover's relationship to others, Cersei cared for Dimitri almost like a son, that's how long he's been coming and going. Cersei practically saw him grow-up within the walls of La Luna Cabaret.

"You have kept my girls pining for you Dimka…" The Russian-born woman told Dimitri knowingly. Dimitri let out a small laugh as he looked around, noticing that there were still eyes on him. Those of yearning, and those of anger.

"Well by the looks of things, everything seems to remain the same…" He said as he drank his scotch.

"So after five years, what brings you back? Better question yet, what kept you?" Dimitri turned back to Cersei as he smiled sheepishly. It has been too long.

"Business kept me away Cersei." Dimitri said almost annoyed. He'd wanted nothing more than to return to Italy, to this little corner of the world where he let all his inhibitions go. The place where he didn't need to hide all of himself.

"So what brings you back from Russia? Business?" She asked knowingly.

Dimitri turned around to smirk at her as he nodded, "Business… and pleasure." Cersei laughed along with Dimitri.

"Well as always, you are welcome for as long as you like Dimka… I know Natasha has been the one to wonder about you after so many years, though I believe she is beginning to replace you." Dimitri couldn't help but laugh. Hopefully.

He really hoped that Tasha was moving on, he remembered how she acted before he left. Dimitri knew that not even Tasha could believe what she kept telling him. She had declared her love for him, but he knew she was just becoming attached. Nothing else. Dimitri turned towards the bar once more as he finished his drink he heard Cersei, "Ah, there she is…"

He turned to see every pair of eyes shift towards the woman descending the stairs. Her hair tied up in a bun as small ringlets cascaded and framed her face. Her dress a long red strapless that fit perfectly, praising each and every one of her precious curves. Her breasts begging for their release from the tight fitted corset, her creamy skin practically glowing under the chandeliers as the red color exalted her complexion. Her brown eyes met his as she took him in. She held her head high as she made her way towards him and Cersei. The women around them not surprised by the attention given to her, if anything they looked amused. Which is something he noted as strange, especially since he knew these women to be of the territorial type when it came to the men they were entertaining, and each man's eyes were set upon this beautiful wonder.

As she reached them she couldn't help but smile as Cersei took her into her arms, fully aware of the man standing beside them. When Cersei pulled apart she looked towards Dimitri, "Dimitri, this is Rosa Maria…" Rose looked towards the man in front of her.

"A pleasure…" Dimitri took her hand in his like he did with Cersei, though when their hands touched they both felt a current run through their veins and disperse in their entire body. Rose immediately felt her whole body react to his touch. The pressure from her dress against her breasts feeling perfect, though she wanted more, but from a pair of hands. Feeling his lips touch the back of her hand she imagined what his mouth could do, the spot between her legs needing friction from the mere thought.

"Rosa, this is Dimitri Belikov, a dear old friend of mine." Cersei said with a smile.

"Mr. Belikov, I've heard great things about you…" Dimitri looked up in surprise. Cersei just gave him a wide smile.

"You did not think that a man like you could be kept from anyone's ears, did you Dimka?" Dimitri smiled at the compliment.

"Well then, I hope it has all been good." He said ruefully.

Rose's lips spread into a wide smile, "Oh trust me, they are." At her tone Dimitri felt his cock twitch as her red lips spread into a smile. Cersei introduced them further. Rose felt intrigued at Cersei's affection towards Dimitri. The way she regarded him with such respect, well it was almost breathtaking. When she'd first met Cersei she'd immediately taken to the woman, and she noticed that it was rare for her to allow anyone in, almost mirroring herself.

Her first arrival to Italy she came upon this place by mere coincidence, and every year in the summer she flew back to Italy. Cersei was understanding in reference to Rose's proposition of coming back every summer, especially since she contributed a hefty amount of money for La Luna, and every summer the money poured in, if just for an audience with Rose.

Yes, coming to Italy was Rose's escape from home and work in New York. Not even her best friend knew what she was up to, and it was better that way. Rose always felt that her sexual life, or at least how she lived it, was for her own knowledge. This is exactly the reason why she flies to another continent, to let herself go and enjoy being someone unknown to the people of Italy. Every summer Cersei opens her doors of La Luna to her. She stays here and in doing so gives Cersei money for allowing her to stay and to keep the cabaret open and running. She knew that every person in here has a reason for coming. Whether it was to escape if only for a moment, they did. And the ladies here helped them to forget everything.

Rose never saw a reason to come up with a different name, instead Cersei told her to at least translate it into another language. So instead of being Rosemarie, she was now known as Rosa Maria. Both names held her two different personalities, the single and lonely workaholic from New York City, and the sultry and sensual woman that lived life to the fullest here in Italy.

As Cersei spoke, Dimitri couldn't help but feel entranced as he watched Rosa Maria who looked at him just as intently. There was a fire behind her eyes that made him want her that much more. She was of course a beautiful woman, but there was something about her that even he couldn't deny attracted him to her. Rosa stood tall, proud. Knowing full well that with one word or one mere action, she had the power to undo any man. And right now all he could do was imagine her writhing underneath him in ecstasy. Dimitri swallowed a groan as he pictured her red lips wrapped around his throbbing erection.

Rose held back her moan as she noticed the bulge from Dimitri's erection. The man was everything any woman could want, handsome and from what she could tell, a career that allowed him to live highly. Before any of them could speak however, Eloise came up to her and whispered in her ear, "You're ten o'clock is here." Rose gave her a small nod as she thanked her.

Turning back, Cersei and Dimitri looked to her, "I apologize, I must excuse myself… Cersei, Mr. Belikov." Both Cersei and Dimitri looked at her retreating back. Around them Dimitri could see the women dancing to Jace Everett's Bad Things, but all he could see was Rosa as she walked up the stairs. He knew that she wasn't doing it on purpose, but as she walked her hips swayed seductively. Her eyes met his as she reached the top and he saw in her eyes what he was feeling at that moment, hunger.

"I knew you would like her…" Dimitri turned to Cersei who looked at him with a knowing smile.

"Does she have-"

"An appointment? Yes…" Cersei said as she finished her drink, Dimitri didn't notice the glint in her eyes, "Rosa is the most seeked out woman here, so we are more… Selective, with whom she tends to."

Dimitri looked at her knowingly with a smirk on his face, "The highest payer…" Cersei nodded, her idea still planted in mind.

He didn't feel right asking, especially since he'd actually interacted with her but asked anyway, "How much?"

Cersei kept her lips from turning up, "How about if before making a deal, you see her firsthand?" Dimitri felt taken aback at Cersei's offer. He nodded and soon enough he found himself following Cersei up the stairs. Dimitri knew where they were going since he'd only ever been in the rooms as a voyeur once before, from then on deciding to become the man on the inside. Cersei kept the doors locked from voyeurism, only when someone paid to just watch did she ever open those doors. She led him into a dark room, the only light coming from the one-way mirror that shone on the sofa where he would sit.

Cersei let him know where hand-towels and tissues were. There was a small table to the right side of the red leather couch. When Cersei left, Dimitri took a seat on the couch making himself comfortable. Through the window he could see a man already on the blue silk duvet of the bed. His eyes blindfolded as his hands were binded to the bed's rails with black scarves. Nothing but a sheet covering his bare body.

Before he could lean back on the sofa, Dimitri watched as the door opened, Rosa walking in with nothing more than a black silk robe that barely let anything to the imagination. However, right before she could close the door, Cersei walked up to her and whispered something to her. When she left Rosa slowly turned towards the window. And even though he knew she couldn't see him, her eyes were directly on his own. Her lips rose into the smallest of smiles. Without looking away her hands went to untie her robe.

Dimitri felt his throat go dry as he tried to swallow. He let out a groan as Rosa dropped her robe, her body bare. Her pink nipples erect as she pulled a clip from her hair and it cascaded down her back. Giving him one last teasing smile, she walked towards the bed and slowly crawled towards the man binded to the bed. And at that moment Dimitri felt something in him boil. His erection throbbed as he saw Rosa straddle the man.

"I'm told no foreplay…" He could hear her voice through the speaker, though what spoke volumes were her eyes. When the man didn't speak Rosa grinded against him and Dimitri let out a groan as though she were straddling him instead. Her smile widened as her eyes still met his.

"N-No… No foreplay…" Rosa smiled at the man's tone.

Looking into Dimitri's eyes she spoke her final word, "Perfect."

Dimitri saw as Rosa pulled the blanket away and the man's erection stood as she took him into her hand. Inadvertently, Dimitri's hand slid over the bulge of his black dress pants. He swallowed harshly as Rosa slowly slid onto the other man's erection, her lips parting at the new sensation. Adding pressure to his own erection he now knew that the tissues would indeed be needed. Rosa moved slowly as she adjusted to the intruder. Growing accustomed to the feel Rosa began to move faster as she ran a hand through her long brown hair.

As she swiftly moved, Dimitri quickly undid the button and zipper on his pants and soon felt the heat rising from his cock. The pressure making him groan out in pleasure. He reached for a new bottle of lube and quickly applied it. Watching Rosa's breasts bounce with every movement she made he stroked faster, and when Rosa slowed, so did Dimitri's hand. Her breaths and moaning kept him going with each stroke. In his mind he could see her riding him, her pert nipple in his mouth as he lapped it, then moving to the next one. Her moans for him and him alone. He opened his eyes to see the man moaning and groaning with pleasure and at that moment he wanted nothing more than to wrap his hands around the man's throat. But what kept him stroking as he quickly began to reach his peak was Rosa, whom with every thrust looked towards him.

"Oh fuck!" Dimitri screamed out as he came into his hand. The glazed look in Rosa's eyes setting him off.

When he finished cleaning himself off he looked up to see Rosa putting on her robe once more. She gave him one last smile before she went to untie the man's hands and left the bedroom. The man took the blindfold off and sighed as he dropped onto the pillows in bliss. Fucker. Dimitri thought to himself. The asshole didn't even pleasure her the way she deserves.

As he stood up to fasten his pants once again he knew why it was that Cersei was picky on whom Rosa was with. She was perfection. Just remembering the way she arched her back as she came was enough to make him hard once more. He let out a breath and knew the answer to his question.

'How much?' He'd asked Cersei, and now he knew it didn't matter, because he would pay whatever it took to have Rosa Maria writhing underneath him, begging and pleading for more.

A/N: So? What do you think of this Dimitri? Personally, I love him! xD