Chapter Eleven

Dimitri POV

I spent the rest of the night looking over Rose's film from our photo shoot earlier today. And all I could think to myself was 'Damn I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life.'

Sure, Tasha was pretty. But Rose was a completely different story. Rose defined perfection from her head down to her toes. Everything about her was beautiful. And I was finally starting to realize how truly intoxicated I had become by her.

I yawned and focused my attention on the large silver Rolex that rested on my left wrist. 12:47 a.m.? I must have been admiring Rose's photos a little too long, even though I seriously doubted I could ever get enough of her.

I also happened to forget that I told Tasha I would come over. I was actually really surprised she hadn't called yet either. As much as I dreaded going over there, I knew I had to. But first I figured I would take a shower. I had had a very long day, and besides I was already late so I didn't think adding a couple more minutes would make that much of a deal.

After my shower I put on a pair of my flannel pajama pants and began to dry my hair off a little. All of the sudden, I was startled by the sound of heavy knocking on the studio doors. It surprised me a little, since my actual apartment was farther into the building, yet from the sounds of the knock you would think someone was banging on my bathroom door.

I quickly made my way to the main doors, since obviously the person desperately wanted to get in. When I opened the door I couldn't comprehend the sight in front of me. Rose was obviously very upset, and I suddenly became angry, wondering who the hell had done this to her.

She called out my name, and I confirmed my presence by pulling her inside and wrapping her in my arms. She felt so tiny, and helpless in my large embrace, it almost pained me to look at her.

I held her in my arms for what felt like eternity, and waited for her tears to subside. When she pulled away to look up at me, I took her by one of her delicate hands and began to lead her to my bedroom.

"Roza, please… tell me what happened." My voice was practically pleading. I needed to know what was wrong, but more importantly I needed to know how to fix it. And you can never solve a problem, without all the facts.

We both sat down on the edge of my bed, and I truly took into account how her appearance was right now. Her hair was slightly tangled, her previous curls losing their bounce. She had make up streaming down her face, and her eyes were red and puffy. Her ripped shirt was falling slightly over her shoulder, revealing her lingerie outfit, which confirmed to me that she had come here straight from work.

"It…it was V-victor." She whispered, still trying to catch her breath from crying so much.

She looked down and lightly ran her fingers over the dark bruises that now covered her wrists. Then she pushed her hair aside and onto her back and touched a few places on her neck that also had bruises.

This made me pissed.

"DID HE HURT YOU ROSE?" I stood up in a very furious way, but I looked down at her with concern in my eyes so she could see that I wasn't angry with her. I was angry at whoever did this to her.

She shook her head and looked down at the floor. I heard her sniffle and I sensed that she was crying again.

I got down on my knees and kneeled in front of her, placing my body in between her legs. I lightly lifted her chin up so she was staring directly at me.

To see her like this, it absolutely broke my heart. Rose was such a strong individual and to see her so beat up about something really bothered me.

"I will never, ever, let anyone hurt you again. I promise you, Roza." I took one of her small hands into my own and leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on the bruises that were covering her wrists.

I heard her breath hitch, because she was obviously not expecting this. However, her frown began to fade into a soft smile and I knew that she didn't mind it. So I took her other hand in mine and did the same thing, but this time I advanced my lips a little further.

I started out kissing only the bruises on her lips, but I slowly made my way up her arm, leaving a trail of kisses until I reached her neck. I pressed my lips lightly against the dark marks on her neck, near her jaw, hoping to take away some of the pain she had undergone tonight.

Glancing up at her, while keeping my lips around her jaw I saw her begin to relax. And better yet, she was clearly enjoying herself. She let out a soft sigh, and I watched her intently as she closed her eyes.

I was glad I was getting this reaction out of her. It made me feel good to be her current source of happiness after something so terrible had just happened to her.

After being gentle with her for a while, my hunger for her began to kick in. I slowly let my tongue slide down the length of her neck and then across her jaw line. My hands aggressively pulled her head closer to mine, and I began to suck and nibble on her neck. This also left bruises, but ones of a very different kind.

She let out a soft gasp, and I could tell she was starting to become just as turned on as I was. Which only seemed to excite me more. I pulled my mouth away from her neck, and took her head in between my hands.

I stared at her for a moment, admiring her natural beauty. We locked eyes, and I could see the flicker of lust and desire that was burning within her. We needed each other, anyone would be able to see that, clear as day.

Her eyes shifted from mine to look down at my lips, and I knew that this moment has been prolonged for far too long.

When our lips crashed together, I felt as if my whole world could have stopped right then and there, and it wouldn't have mattered to me much.

Our desire for each other was now getting the best of us, as our tongues met in the middle and began to fight for dominance. But there was absolutely no way I was letting her have it.

I picked myself up off my knees, and into a standing position, pulling Rose right up with me. I took extra care to make sure our mouths never came apart, and pulled her face closer as I rested one of my hands on the back of her head.

Feeling my erection growing larger by the second, I pressed my dick right up against her, letting her know that I was ready whenever she was. Even though I had every intention of dragging this on for as long as I possibly could.

She let out a soft moan against my lips, and brought our bodies even closer when she entangled her fingers in my hair. I broke the kiss only for a moment, to slip my hands underneath her shirt and bring it over her head.

My lips hungrily made their way off of hers, and trailed down her neck. I continued to kiss and suck down the middle of her chest until the fabric of her bra so rudely interrupted me. I quickly decided that needed to come off, so with one effortless motion I unclasped it and let it fall to the floor.

I then picked her up and laid her lightly on my bed, and I felt a huge grin makes it's way across my face. Rose reciprocated the grin, and grabbed me by the waistband of my pants and pulled me on top of her.

Since I hadn't put a shirt on after I got out of the shower, both of our chests were now bare and I was loving the feeling of them brushing against each other.

I could feel her nipples harden against me, which only tempted me to want to put my lips all over them. I carefully kissed my way down to her breasts, and lightly ran my tongue across each nipple, and then down to her belly button.

I felt her shiver slightly beneath my touch as I carefully cupped her right breast in my hand, leaving my right hand free to unbutton her jeans. My mouth once again enclosed her breast as I sucked on it gently, and teased her peak with my tongue.

Once I got her pants off we were both kneeling in front of each other on the bed. I pulled her close to me and softly whispered in her ear "I want you sooo bad Roza."

I felt her smile against the side of my face and I swear her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. Even though she had absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about, she was perfect.

"Well then Comrade, come and get me." She said playfully, biting her bottom lip.

She grabbed the top of my waistband again, and just as she was about to pull my pants down, my bedroom door swung open and Tasha stormed in.

Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update, but finals week was way worse than I thought it would be! For some reason I made this chapter from Dimitri's point of view only. I'm not exactly sure how I feel about it though, because I find it very difficult to be a girl and try to write from a guy's perspective. So if you guys have suggestions on how I could make it better, I would love some advice! xoxo