So here is the next chapter. I'm sorry it took so long to update. I had so much homework and just didn't have time to focus on the story. Also, I got two new books that I literally could not put down. They are both from author Ruth Ware. One is called 'In a Dark Dark Wood' and the other is called, 'The Woman in Cabin 10.' They were so suspenseful that I literally stayed up until 9 a.m. the other day because I couldn't stop reading.
This chapter is an emotional rollercoaster lol it is going to jump from one thing to the other so this is a small warning. It will also be in 3rd POV because I needed to get multiple character's POV in this chapter. I'm hoping to finish this story soon so I can focus my attention on She-Wolf.
I hope you enjoy this chapter and please let me know what you think!
Disclaimer- All characters belong to Richelle Mead.
The next few days had been a sexual exploration for Rose and Dimitri.
They had woken up early the morning after their first time together to run to the drug store. While there, Dimitri bought a supply of what he thought was enough condoms, but a few days with Rose was proving that he needed more soon enough.
The couple was insatiable, touching, kissing, and groping one another the moment they saw each other. It was as if they couldn't not touch each other when they were in the same room.
It was a bit messed up if you really thought about it. Everyone close to them, including the two were on edge due to the escape of Nathan, so they could have spent their time more wisely.
But Rose had wasted enough of her time on Nathan and she wasn't going to spend any more precious time worrying over the blond monster when there was a sexier and far more caring Russian to focus her attention on.
As usual, Rose's homework and Dimitri's western were long forgotten as the two scrambled to get closer to one another.
Dimitri reached for his discarded denims that were lying on the floor along with the rest of their clothes. He took out a condom and quickly ripped the packaging, before rolling it onto his length.
"Please," Rose panted, writhing against the leather of the couch.
"Get up," Dimitri said gruffly as he sat himself down, gripping the shaft of his cock tightly.
Rose nodded wordlessly and stood to straddle Dimitri's hips, but he halted her movements by grabbing a hold of her full hips and turning her around so her back was to him.
"You're going to ride me like this," Dimitri spoke, trailing his hand down Rose's slick back before grabbing a hold of her ass cheeks in both hands.
Rose looked between them, while grabbing a hold of Dimitri's manhood, teasing the head of his erection between her slick folds. Unable to tease either of them further, she lowered herself until Dimitri was completely sheathed inside of her.
"Yes," she moaned, bracing her hands on Dimitri's muscular thighs to move herself on his cock.
Dimitri's hands steadied Rose's hips and gripped them tight, causing her to throw a sultry look over her shoulder at him.
"I've seen you dance baby, I want you to bounce your ass like that on my cock," Dimitri said, giving her a look so intense, she felt her essence escaping from their joined bodies and coating the inside of her thighs.
Rose moved her hands to her own knees and did exactly what Dimitri asked her-she bounced her ass on his cock.
Rose closed her eyes and threw her head back, her long dark hair spilling across Dimitri's stomach. She thought back to the club all those days and nights ago, and imagined Enrique Iglesias's 'Push' playing inside her head. Similar to that night, she began to move her ass against Dimitri's hips, feeling his cock hitting that spot within her, making her whimper out his name over and over again.
She felt a light swat against her right cheek, causing her to suddenly clench around Dimitri. The slap surprised her, but it hadn't hurt. Instead, it added to the dirtiness that surrounded their current rough lovemaking.
"Do it again," she told him, continuing to bounce up and down on Dimitri's manhood.
He immediately obeyed, swatting her soft flesh and feeling her core clench around him. He did it 5 more times, alternating between each cheek, but being mindful not to make it hurt.
Dimitri felt pressure of an impending orgasm building and quickly took Rose off his lap and pushed her to lie back against the couch.
Dimitri hovered over the dark headed beauty, seeing her full breasts heaving and he pushed forward; sheathing his hard length into her tight, slick heat.
"Fuck," Rose gasped, arching her back and pushing her chest closer to Dimitri's.
He lowered his head and took an aching bud into his mouth, moving his hips roughly against Rose's.
"Please Dimitri, I'm so close," Rose moaned, digging her nails into Dimitri's shoulders. He lifted his mouth off her breast and bought his thumb down to her bundle of nerves.
One touch was all Rose needed as she felt her core clench tightly around Dimitri's cock, cumming so hard she saw stars.
Her own orgasm triggered Dimitri's and he quietly groaned on top of her, emptying himself into the condom.
Dimitri dropped down and buried his face into Rose's neck, peppering lazy kisses along her sweat-covered skin.
She moved her hands up to his forehead, moving the damp hair away from his face.
"Will it ever stop?" she asked quietly as her breathing finally started to come back to normal.
"Will what stop?" he asked, moving his head enough to be able to look at Rose in the eyes.
"Wanting you this much," she breathed out, as her eyes took in his handsome face.
"Never," Dimitri said moving his lips towards Rose's for a searing kiss. "Never."
The two eventually untangled their limbs and got up. It was the weekend once again, and Rose's parents were coming over for dinner to celebrate her birthday 3 days late.
They had all decided that for the time being, it was best for her to stay at Dimitri's house, because they knew the overprotective man would have refused to leave Rose's side either way.
Rose dressed herself in a tight, black sweater dress that molded her curvy body perfectly. Dimitri dressed in a pair of dark jeans and black button-up shirt. They didn't realize their outfits coordinated until they both stepped into the upstairs hallway.
"You look handsome," Rose commented, putting her arms around Dimitri's shoulders.
He looked her figure over noticing how the dress looked like it was painted on her.
"You look so beautiful Roza," running his fingers through her hair. She closed her eyes due to the sensation and they both stood in a peaceful embrace until they heard the doorbell ring.
Rose and Dimitri prepared dinner together. Rose felt years beyond her age, as she welcomed her parents into the house she was currently sharing with her boyfriend.
"You look pretty Kizm," Abe commented, following the pair into the kitchen.
"Thanks Baba," Rose said, pecking her father quickly on his cheek.
Dimitri had already set the food on the table and the four sat down.
"Everything looks delicious," Janine said looking over the display.
Rose and Dimitri shot a look relief to one another before thanking them.
They made small talk over dinner, discussing everything from Rose's classes to the weather. Overall, it was nice and pleasant.
"We got you a little gift sweetie," Janine said, pulling a small box from her coat pocket.
"You guys didn't need to get me anything," Rose said truthfully.
"This is something really special though Kizm. Happy Birthday," Abe said watching as Rose opened up the small jewelry box. Inside was a white gold chain, and a blue and white nazar hanging off of it. A nazar was symbolic in Turkey. Many Muslim countries believed strongly in the evil eye, which could cause misfortune or grave injury upon a person. This symbol was created to protect people against "evil eyes."
"It's beautiful," Rose said, taking the necklace out and putting it around her neck.
"It used to be your grandmother's," Abe said and Rose loved it even more. Not only did it represent a part of her culture, but it was also something that had been passed down from her grandma.
"I love it," Rose said truthfully, running her finger over the pendant that lay against her collarbone.
"We're glad you do," Janine said.
"So Belikov, I hate to ruin the mood of this beautiful birthday dinner, but how is the investigation going? Any idea where that scum might be?" Abe asked.
Dimitri sighed in regret and shook his head.
"No, the whole town has been swept through and he is nowhere to be found," Dimitri told them.
"Is there any way he can be found? I mean there has to be a way, right," Janine said, tugging at her short, red hair.
"What we need to find is one person, that's it. One person to find out how they pulled this off," Dimitri explained to the group.
"But how would that help? Do you think that Nathan is keeping in contact with whoever it is that helped him," Rose asked, seeming doubtful that Nathan would be that stupid when it came to staying in hiding.
"Not necessarily, unless the person who helped him had big enough news to tell him. At least we could keep an eye on that person in case they do come in contact with one another," Dimitri explained further.
Rose and the rest of the group nodded, understanding what Dimitri meant.
"That makes sense, but how do we find this person?" Asked Janine.
"Someone always screws up, we just wait for that mistake to happen," replied Dimitri and nothing more was said on the topic.
The next day, Rose and Dimitri spent Sunday morning cuddled with each other on the couch. Rose had her head rested against Dimitri's chest, feeling his heart beating beneath her ear.
Dimitri was running his fingers through her hair, feeling the silkiness fall against his fingers like a waterfall.
Rose felt Dimitri fidget a bit, and bought her attention up to his face. He seemed lost in thought, and more than that, Dimitri looked nervous.
"What's wrong?" Rose asked, pulling herself slightly away from Dimitri.
He looked at her slightly surprised and shook his head. He hadn't realized his movements had caught her attention, but it was impossible for him to ever hide anything from Rose.
"I got you something, for your birthday," he said, stumbling over his words a bit. Rose sat completely up. This nervous behavior was so unlike Dimitri that she wondered what the gift could be to cause this reaction.
"You know you didn't have to get me anything Comrade," she said and meant it completely. Dimitri had done enough for her, the last thing she needed from him was a gift.
"I wanted to," he countered back. "I was going to give it to you last night, but lost my nerve," he admitted.
Dimitri reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box and Rose's eyes immediately widened in surprise.
"Don't freak out, it's not that," Dimitri said quickly and Rose breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that she didn't love Dimitri, because she did and Rose knew there was no one on Earth she could ever want other than him. But she was way too young to be engaged.
Dimitri handed the box over to Rose and she opened it slowly, feeling just as nervous as Dimitri. Inside was a thin, gold band. Rose picked it up and noticed there was a Russian engraving on the inside of it.
Rose looked at Dimitri questioningly and he immediately understood.
"It's in Cyrillic and it says Roza and Comrade," Dimitri told her, blushing slightly. "It's a promise ring. I know we haven't known each other long and the way we met wasn't conventional. I also know that you're young and marriage is far from your mind right now. I'm not going to ask you to marry me yet, but I want you to know this is it for me, you're it for me. This," Dimitri said, pointing towards the ring, "symbolizes my love for you. My promise that I will love and honor you until my last breath," Dimitri said, displaying his emotions clearly on his face.
Rose felt herself choke up and her vision blur as she took in Dimitri's sentimental words.
"That is if you'll have me," Dimitri added once he noticed Rose hadn't said anything yet.
Rose nodded her head and felt a tear escape her.
"Yes," she whispered and smiled tearfully in Dimitri's direction. She gave the ring back to Dimitri. "Will you put it on me?"
A wide smile broke out on Dimitri's face as he took the ring from Rose. She presented her left hand to Dimitri, and he slid the band onto her ring finger. Dimitri leaned down a placed a kiss where the ring was before pulling Rose into his arms and kissing her slowly and deeply.
"I love it, it's perfect," Rose said once they pulled away from each other. The gold went nicely with her skin tone and the ring fit perfectly. "I love you Dimitri," Rose said sweetly and honestly.
"I love you, too Roza," Dimitri replied, kissing Rose once again.
"When did you get it," Rose asked, hugging her self close to Dimitri's body once again.
Dimitri cradled his girl against him, keeping a strong arm wrapped around her frame and twirling the ends of her hair around his finger.
"Last week," Dimitri told her. "I left work a bit early. Ivan and Adrian helped me pick it out."
"That's so nice of them," Rose said. Man, she would have loved to be a fly on the wall at that jewelry store. There was no funnier trio in her eyes than Dimitri, Adrian, and Ivan. They didn't even try to be funny, but their personalities were so different, that one couldn't help but laugh when the three were together.
As Rose looked at the band, another couple came to mind.
"So did Ivan and Tasha make up?" Rose asked.
She felt Dimitri's chest vibrate as he hummed in response, causing her to look up at him.
"Yeah they did, he said it was all just a misunderstanding and he had overreacted," Dimitri said to her, relaying what Ivan had told him.
"That's good," Rose commented. "They both seemed really affected by the fight."
As they both cuddled together, Rose thought that she wanted to keep hearing Dimitri talk.
"How did you all become friends? You and Ivan aren't that alike and Adrian is even more different than you," Rose said.
"Are you and Vaslissa alike?" Dimitri asked jokingly.
Rose thought about it and shook her head.
"No we definitely are not," Rose said.
Dimitri chuckled and responded, "You're right though, we are different from each other." Dimitri settled back more comfortably on the coach, pulling Rose with him. "As for your question, I met Ivan back when I was 14. He was way more outgoing than I was, while I was the quiet kid who barely spoke to anyone. One day, we got paired up as partners for a school project and instantly connected. He came from a very influential family so his parents were never around. Ivan spent almost everyday at my house after that. He liked to talk and I liked to listen," Dimitri said, smiling at the memory of a teenage version of himself and Ivan.
"So much like our relationship," Rose said jokingly, causing Dimitri to chuckle. He leaned down and pecked her on the nose. "So how about you and Adrian?"
"I didn't meet Adrian until I moved here. Actually his father and my father are brothers," Dimitri said quietly, causing Rose to look back up at him. His eyebrows were set low above his eyes and Rose knew it was had to be from the thought of his father.
"Is his dad also…" Rose trailed off, not knowing how to word what she wanted to say, but Dimitri knew.
"No he wasn't physically abusive," Dimitri said, shaking his head. "It's worse for Adrian though. My father left us alone after I kicked him out, but Adrian's dad still emotionally abuses him. And I only had my father to worry about. My relationship with my mom, sisters and grandmother is amazing. Adrian had none of that, though."
Rose frowned deeply at the thought of Adrian growing up in a home like that. It also surprised her how the man was able to be so positive in his everyday life despite dealing with what he did.
"When he found out he had cousin move into the same state he did, he immediately clung to me. He was still in high school, but that didn't stop him from following me around everywhere I went," Dimitri continued.
"He probably saw you as someone to look up to, since he didn't have that at home. I mean you guys even have the same job Comrade," Rose pointed out. Dimitri hadn't even thought of it like that, but it made sense to him once Rose said it.
"I didn't even think of that," Dimitri said.
"So how does Tasha fit into all of this? I know I have no room to talk considering," Rose said, gesturing between her and Dimitri. "But she seems a bit older than you guys."
"Yeah she is," Dimitri said. "Ivan and I met her when we were 17 at a bar."
"Ooo a bar? Comrade I didn't know you were a bad boy," Rose chuckled, poking Dimitri in the stomach.
"Hush," Dimitri joked. "Anyways, she was there alone and some drunk guys started harassing her, so Ivan and I approached her pretending to be her friends."
"You're such a good guy Dimitri," Rose said softly as she pictured a young Dimitri protecting a helpless girl.
"It was nothing," he said, seeming a bit embarrassed from the compliment.
"So you all became friends after that?" Rose asked.
"Yeah, she was with us all of the time. She had a really rough childhood, too."
"Really," Rose asked. "She seems so close with Christian and his family, though."
"Now she is, but she had practically no relationship with her family growing up. She ran away from home when she was 10, and eventually found herself in the city," Dimitri told Rose, thinking back to how Tasha had told him and Ivan all of this two months into their friendship. "She was a little girl walking around the city alone so eventually authorities got a hold of her and…"
Dimitri trailed off as the memory of what Tasha had said came to his mind.
No, he thought. It couldn't be.
Rose looked up at Dimitri once she saw he had stopped talking.
"And?" she asked. Dimitri's eyes seemed to be widening as he connected the dots in his head. He sat up straight on the coach abruptly, causing Rose to sit up as well.
"What happened?" Rose asked concerned at Dimitri's sudden change.
Dimitri stood up quickly and looked around the living room. Where the hell had he put it, he thought.
Rose stood up, too becoming more and more worried looking at the panicked expression that had taken over Dimitri's face.
"Dimitri?" she asked cautiously. He either ignored her or hadn't heard her, because he rushed into the kitchen.
Rose followed behind him to see that he was going through the numerous of files that were littering his kitchen counter.
"Where the hell is it?" he muttered to himself.
After a few moments, he found the file he was looking for and practically tore it open, the contents spilling out of it.
"Dimitri what the hell is going on?" Rose asked, worry and concern evident in her voice.
"Tasha," Dimitri said, and looked up at Rose. "Tasha had been picked up by authorities and placed in an orphanage."
"Okay, and?" Rose asked, wondering why that caused such a reaction from Dimitri.
Dimitri picked up the only personal picture he had of Nathan, the one from his childhood in Russia. He slid the picture over to Rose.
Rose picked it up and examined the grainy image, before looking back up at Dimitri questioningly.
"That's a picture of Nathan, sitting in front of the same orphanage Tasha was placed in."
Meanwhile, Tasha and Ivan were finishing up their date and heading back to his car.
"Do you want to go back to my place?" Tasha asked once they sat in Ivan's car.
"Yeah, maybe we can-" Ivan was cut off by his phone ringing.
He saw it was Adrian and quickly picked it up.
"Hey man, what's up?"
Tasha looked over at Ivan as he spoke into the phone. Whatever Adrian was saying must have been really important, because she could see Ivan's eyebrows furrowing together in surprise and concern.
"Okay, okay I'll be right there," he said quickly and hung up the phone. He looked over at Tasha apologetically and asked her. "Is it okay if we swing by Dimitri's really quick? Adrian said there was a disturbance call made to Dimitri's house. Adrian sent the cops away, but he needs my help," Ivan rushed out everything that Adrian had said to him on the phone.
"Absolutely," Tasha said, nodding her head quickly. After giving Tasha a look of gratitude, Ivan started up the car and sped to Dimitri's house.
He parked the car and him and Tasha quickly got out of it. As they approached the front door, they could hear a male and female yelling at each other.
The two rushed into the house to see Adrian standing between a frustrated Dimitri and a pissed of Rose, trying to get the two to calm down.
"This is all your fault!" screamed Rose, moving past Adrian to shove Dimitri against his chest.
"Are you kidding me?" Dimitri yelled back. No one in that room had ever heard Dimitri raise his voice before, so to see him losing his cool like that both worried and shocked everyone.
"I took you in when your parents couldn't even handle you, and you're blaming this on me?" He asked incredulously. A deep look of hurt flashed across Rose's face before she once again covered it up with anger.
"Well that was their mistake and mine," Rose said.
Dimitri laughed out loud but it was void of any humor.
"It's a little late for regrets now sweetheart," he said. "You're upset, because you need someone to blame this whole thing on. I'm not going to stand for that Rose," he said, pointing an angry finger in Rose's direction.
It seemed like the fight was only escalating. Ivan and Tasha had no clue what was going on, but they moved forward to stand behind Dimitri, hoping to hold him back if things got too out of control.
"Look Rose, why don't you calm down and we can sit and talk about this," Adrian said calmly, moving towards Rose.
Rose shook her head and moved back, refusing to hear anything the brunette had to say.
"I just want to go home," she whispered, her voice cracking as she spoke. She swiped at her eyes as Adrian placed his hands on Rose's shoulders, trying to get her to look at him.
She moved away again and picked up her bag, intending to head to the front door.
"You're not going anywhere, we're not done talking about this," Dimitri said, his tone icy. Rose refused to listen and sped out the front door with Dimitri hot on her tail.
"Fuck," Ivan muttered as the three rushed out after them. If the cops had already been called and sent away from the place, then the last thing they needed was for this fight to move outside.
"Let me go," screamed Rose as she slapped Dimitri's hand off her arm. "I don't want to be here, I want to go home," she pleaded.
"So you're going to walk there? Grow the fuck up Rose and walk back inside. You're not going anywhere until we talk about this." Dimitri said, gesturing towards his front door.
Adrian came towards Rose again, placing himself partially in front of her.
"Come on Rose, I'll be with you. Let's go back inside," he said to her quietly.
Ivan approached Dimitri too, hoping to calm his friend down.
"Dimka I don't know what's going on, but why don't you relax a bit. You're making her upset," Ivan pointed out. He didn't know what caused the fight, but he didn't like the way Dimitri was talking to Rose.
Dimitri completely ignored his friend and stared at Rose, waiting for her to listen to him.
"I don't want to be anywhere near him," she told Ivan, though she was looking straight at Dimitri.
"Why not?" Dimitri asked, approaching her again.
"Because I don't trust you," she screamed. "I don't trust you!"
Dimitri stood frozen in his spot and stared at Rose, unable to believe she just said that.
"I don't trust you so just stay away from me," she said much quieter.
Dimitri swallowed roughly and Ivan and Tasha shared a worried glance between one another.
Dimitri looked past Rose and turned to Adrian.
"Take her home," he muttered, before turning around and walking back into his house.
Adrian turned towards Rose and spoke softly to her so Ivan and Tasha couldn't hear.
Rose swiped at eyes and nodded, before she went around to sit in the passenger side of Adrian's car.
He walked up to Ivan and Tasha, looking exhausted from this whole fight.
"I'm going to take her home, can you handle Dimitri?" he asked.
"Definitely," Ivan nodded and Tasha agreed. "What's going on, though? I've never seen him like that before."
"I have no clue, but hurry inside and make sure he's not ripping his place apart," Adrian said. The three quickly said goodbye to each other and split up.
Tasha and Ivan rushed inside to see Dimitri roughly putting his duster on and muttering angrily to himself in Russian.
"Where are you going?" Tasha asked cautiously.
"Work," Dimitri replied gruffly. "I need to get my mind off of this."
"What exactly is this?" Ivan asked him.
Dimitri released a long, frustrated sigh.
"Nathan," Dimitri seethed, his voice filled with hate and Tasha's head whipped in his direction. "Ever since he escaped, she's been on edge. She wanted to break up, but I told her we could find another way. I guess she got what she wanted. And where the fuck are my keys?" Dimitri said angrily.
"Oh no Dimka, you are not driving in like this. I'll take you," Ivan said and Tasha nodded in agreement.
Dimitri didn't say anything else and followed both of them into Ivan's car.
As Dimitri settled into the back seat and rubbed his temples in frustration, Ivan and Tasha shared another worried glance with each other.
Dimitri wasn't the type to make rash and quick decisions. He thought long and hard about what he did, so if he said him and Rose were broken up, that meant him and Rose were broken up.
"Dimka-" Tasha started, but Dimitri cut her off.
"I don't want to talk," he said quietly. "Please, I just don't want to talk."
Tasha nodded and turned back around in her seat.
They arrived at the Headquarters 20 minutes later. Dimitri muttered a 'thanks' and sent the couple on their way.
He kept his face neutral until he walked into the building. Adrian approached him and pointed down the hall to where the private conference rooms were. He walked in there quickly and locked the door behind him.
Standing by the window, the longhaired beauty had her back to him.
Dimitri approached her slowly and wrapped his strong arms around her waist.
He could feel his tense muscles sagging in relief at the feel of her.
She turned around in his arms and buried her hands into his hair.
"Do you think she bought it?" Rose asked him.
"I think she bought it," said Dimitri.