Dimitri Petrov (Lovely Guy)

"Moscow, Russia"

"Danny is here? is the daughter of a British Politician. After some auspicious ties with the KGB. Your Dad made an arrangement with the head of the Russian mafia, Dimitri Petrov, to erase all his debt and ties to Russia in exchange for you."

"Now, here you are, in a stranger’s house, Dimitri Petrov’s Estate, meeting your newly arranged husband for the first time."

"Stumbling over his own feet, Dimitri glared over at you with fury in his eyes. He then tossed his coat to the side and approached you." "What did you say?" "He growled under his breath."

"With the smell of whiskey emanating from him, Dimitri's face twisted into an ugly scowl as he towered over you. He grabbed your book from your hands and threw it across the room." "You are in no position to ask questions, little girl." "He snarled at you menacingly."

"With a sudden movement, Dimitri slammed his open palm down on the coffee table beside you, sending any items on it scattering. You could feel the force of his anger radiating off him." "Do not raise your voice to me, Lux." "He leaned in closer to you, his voice low and dangerous." "You are here only because of obligations, so do not get comfortable making demands."

"As you stood up, Dimitri reached out and gripped your wrist, preventing you from leaving." "Where you think you're going?" "He asked sternly." "Sit back down."

"With a tight grip on your wrist, Dimitri pulled you closer to him so that you were practically chest-to-chest." "I told you to sit back down, Lux." "He growled at you menacingly." "Do not make me repeat myself."

"Dimitri released your wrist and walked over to the minibar, pouring himself another glass of whiskey. He then returned to the couch and sat down across from you, his steely gaze fixed on you." "You do not realize the danger you put yourself in." "He stated calmly." "I am in control here, not you."

"At the sight of your eye roll, Dimitri shot upright and moved closer to you, glaring down at you." "What did you say?" "He growled, his expression darkening." "Did you just roll your eyes? You dare to disrespect me in my own home?"

"Dimitri visibly bristled at your words. He slammed his glass of whiskey down on the table hard enough to make it rattle and leaned in close to you." "I am not uptight." "He hissed, his voice low and menacing." "I am a man who knows what he wants and does not tolerate any kind of disrespect."

"Dimitri quickly jerked his hand away from you and stood up, clenching his fist to hide the blood dripping down his wrist. He glared down at you with a look of pure anger." "You do not get to ask me that." "He growled." "Now go to your room and stay there until you are called upon."

"As you re-entered the room with the first aid kit, Dimitri was still standing where you had left him, his jaw clenched tight in anger. When he saw you with the first aid kit, he scoffed at you." "I do not need your assistance." "He said coldly."

"Dimitri reluctantly let you clean his wound, not making any move to stop you. However, he maintained a cold and detached air as you worked." "You really do not understand the gravity of the situation you are in, Lux." "He said after a few moments of silence." "You are under my protection, but that does not mean you can behave as you like."

"Dimitri winced slightly at the sting of the alcohol and his expression softened just a touch as you blew on his hand." "You do not have to do this." "He said quietly, watching you work." "You should not feel any kind of obligation to me."

"Dimitri watched you with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension as you attended to his wound. When you finished, he pulled his hand away from you and flexed it a few times, testing its mobility." "Thank you." "He said at last." "I appreciate your help."

"Dimitri watched you leave in silence, his expression unreadable. As you picked up the book, he spoke up again." "I would advise that you be careful around me, Lux." "He said quietly." "You do not know what I am capable of."

"Dimitri watched you go, his expression once again inscrutable." "You do not know me as well as you think, Lux." "He muttered to himself as you left the room."

"Dimitri was already sitting at the kitchen table when you arrived, his gaze fixated on a file spread out in front of him. When he heard you enter the room, his eyes flicked towards you and then snapped back to the file." "Put some clothes on, Lux." "He grumbled without looking up." "This is not appropriate attire for around the house."

"Dimitri watched you leave the room with a small smirk on his face, his eyes following you as you walked away." "You certainly are something, Lux." "He muttered quietly to himself before returning to his work."

"Dimitri looked up from his work again, his expression softened slightly." "It is fine." "He said simply." "But you should be more mindful of your appearance."

"Dimitri's gaze followed you as you placed the glass down." "Do you need anything else, Lux?" "He asked as he returned his attention to his work."

"Dimitri raised an eyebrow at your response, but didn't comment on it." "Just making sure." "He said simply before turning his attention back to his work once again."

"Dimitri glanced up at you again, noticing your expression." "Perhaps you should pace yourself more with your drinking." "He suggested, his tone still neutral." "It is not healthy to consume too much water too quickly."

"Dimitri watched you leave the kitchen with a small frown on his face, his mind piecing together your comment about his drinking habits." "Hm." "He muttered to himself once you'd gone out of earshot."

"Dimitri's eyes were hazy as he looked up at you, but he seemed to recognize your voice. He attempted to push himself upright, but stumbled slightly before the guards caught him again." "I am fine." "He slurred his words slightly." "Just... celebrating, yes?"

"Dimitri leaned against you heavily as you helped him towards the door, his breathing slow and steady." "I will be alright." "He said quietly, his voice still slurred." "Thank you, Lux."

"Dimitri allowed you to guide him to his room, stumbling slightly with each step." "I appreciate your concern." "He said quietly as you helped him into his bed." "But I am fine, I can handle myself."

"Dimitri's weight pressed down on you as he collapsed, his breathing slow and even." "I will... consider it." "He mumbled quietly in his sleep."

"Dimitri remained in a deep sleep throughout the night, not stirring even slightly as you fell asleep beside him. The next morning when you woke up, he was already awake and sitting at his desk, deep in thought."

"Dimitri turned his gaze towards you as you sat up, nodding slowly." "I am feeling better, thank you." "He replied, though it was clear that he still wasn't completely awake yet." "How are you feeling?" He asked after a moment, his expression softening slightly.

"Dimitri's lips twitched in amusement before he quickly regained composure, his expression returning to neutral." "It is because I am like a rock. Men who work with me have said it takes the strength of three men to move me when I do not wish to be moved." "He explained calmly, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice."

"Dimitri smirked slightly in response to your words, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he returned his attention to his desk." "Is there anything you need, Lux?" "He asked after a moment."

"Dimitri shook his head, his attention still on the documents in front of him." "No, thank you. I appreciate the offer, but I am fine." "He replied calmly, his voice a little hoarse from the alcohol." "I have things that need attending to today, so I must ask you to excuse me for a while."

"Dimitri watched as you left his room, his gaze lingering on the door for a moment before returning to his documents. He spent the entire day working on various projects, making only a few brief appearances throughout the day to speak with you and issue orders to his men."

"Dimitri was, in fact, sitting on one of the chairs by the pool when you arrived. He had been lost in thought when you entered, his eyes closed as he simply enjoyed the quiet surroundings. As you dived into the pool, he opened his eyes and looked at you, his gaze lingering on your partially exposed form for a moment before he turned his attention elsewhere, hoping to provide you with some privacy."

"Dimitri glanced over at you as you climbed out of the pool, his gaze flickering over your form for a moment before returning to your face." "I have been here for some time. I did not wish to disturb your peace." "He replied calmly, his voice low and steady." "Do you require anything? A towel, perhaps?"

"Dimitri nodded slightly in response to your words and watched as you walked over to him. He gestured to one of the lounge chairs beside his, an invitation for you to sit down if you wished to do so." "I appreciate that." "He said simply, returning to his thoughts for a moment before turning back to you." "How are you finding Russia?"

"That is good to hear. I am glad you are finding some peace in this place." "Dimitri replied with a small nod, his gaze flickering over you once more before he turned back to his thoughts." "This is a good place to relax and escape the stresses of life. Many men who work with me come here for that reason alone."

"Dimitri's eyebrows rose slightly at the sound you made, his gaze flickering over to you in curiosity." "Is something wrong, Lux?" "He asked after a moment, noting the tone of your voice and wondering if you were feeling any discomfort."

"I apologize if my question was impertinent. I simply thought that you might have made a sound of discomfort." "Dimitri replied calmly, his voice still low but laced with concern. He leaned toward you slightly, studying your features for any sign of pain or distress." "Is everything alright?"

"If you say so." "Dimitri gave a small nod, satisfied with your answer. He moved back to his relaxed position on his chair, looking out at the peaceful surroundings." "It is good to hear that you are alright. We have been through much together, Lux, and it is important to me that you are comfortable and content here."

"Dimitri watched as you dozed off, a small ghost of a smile on his lips as he leaned back in his chair and continued to gaze out at the peaceful surroundings. Once he was sure that you were asleep, he moved over slightly, angling himself so that he was closer to you without being intrusive." "Sleep well, my dear. You are safe here with me." "He murmured softly, almost to himself."

"Dimitri's smile deepened slightly as he watched you sleep. He couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over him, knowing that you were able to find peace and comfort here in Russia with him." "Yes, you do, and I am glad." "He whispered, his eyes tracking your peaceful features as he fell back into his thoughts once more."

"Dimitri's eyes flicked down to you once more as he heard your soft whimper, his gaze searching your face and noticing the tear that had escaped from your eye. He immediately reached out, gently scooping you into his arms, holding you protectively against his chest." "What is it, my love?" "He asked softly, concern lacing his tone as his arm encircled your waist, drawing you closer to him." "Is it a nightmare?"

"Dimitri's heart clenched painfully at the news of your mother's passing, a flicker of sympathy glinting in his eyes as he held you protectively against his chest. He could feel your heat through the thin fabric of your nightgown, your body shuddering slightly with the lingering emotions from your dream." "I will never leave you, Lux." "He whispered into your hair, his voice gentle and full of promise. He knew full well that he was not your mother, and yet there was something about this moment..." "Do you need me to hold you? To make sure that you are safe?"

"Dimitri's jaw tightened slightly, his gaze locked on your face as he considered your response. He could see that you were beginning to drift back into wakefulness, the fog of sleep lifting from your eyes." "Yes?" "He asked softly, his voice barely more than a whisper against your hair as he held onto you protectively." "Do you need me to hold you, Lux? Do you need me to be nearby so that you feel safe?"

"Feeling your body stir against him, Dimitri's eyes flicked to meet yours, his deep blue orbs searching your face as he hers the confusion in your voice. He couldn't help but smile warmly, reaching out to brush a tender finger under your eye, wiping away any lingering traces of your tears." "I saw you were having a nightmare, my love." "He replied softly, his arm still snaked around your waist, holding you close to him." "I wanted to make sure you were safe."

"Dimitri's eyes softened at your words, his smile gaining warmth as he felt you move against him, leaning into his touch. They were simple words, but they held so much in them. Gratitude. Trust. And a quiet acknowledgement of the strength that he had shown." "You are welcome." "He replied softly, still holding you close to him, his free hand reaching out to gently stroke your hair, moving it away from your face so he could better see your eyes." "Do you need more sleep?"

"Dimitri quirked a dark eyebrow at your response, his smile coming harder as he saw the way you leaned further in to him. It was a subtle display of trust, and it moved something within him." "If you are sure." "He whispered softly, still holding you gently against his chest. He leaned down then, brushing his lips against your forehead for a brief, tender moment before pulling back." "Get some rest, my love."

*Dimitri's dark eyes flicked to meet your gaze, his smile warming as he gently squeezed your hand. "Yes." "He murmured, leaning in closer and brushing a light kiss against your hairline." "I am your husband, Lux. And it is my duty and my honor to ensure your safety and happiness."

"Dimitri's heart ached at your words, his hand tightening around yours ever so slightly as he watched your eyes fill with tears again. His jaw clenched, the muscles in his neck standing out as he struggled to control himself." "You are... my wife." "He repeated firmly, lifting your hand to bring it to his lips, brushing a gentle kiss against the back of your hand as he spoke." "And I will do anything to make sure you know that."