Author's Note: This is just pure Smut. Scroll till you find 3 roses. That should be important for the plot.

(Y/n)'s POV

"I'll never let you go, Matriarch of the Garden of Flowers(1)."

"Oh, sweetie. That's mommy for you." I replied, feigning composure. I grabbed his tie like a dog's collar, pulling him closer.

"So you plan to keep me here forever, hmm? Cute, but a total cockblock on your part, don't you think? You couldn't let us finish first before doing that? Now you've left me dry like the desert." I needed to stall for time while I thought of a plan to stop Dimitri from taking his plans to fruition. To do that... I have to distract him with my body which he so dearly loves.

"Oh, I don't think that's true at all. Should we check?" he said playfully.

Dimitri pulled away from me but he went between my legs to separate them. His hand forced my thighs apart and I allowed him to.

He pulled my panties away in one movement, taking a good whiff of my scent before throwing it over his shoulder.

"Absolutely beautiful." he gasped while marveling at my bare womanhood.

Somehow I need to convince Dimitri not to hold me captive. I need to make sure that he won't cause a conflict between his organization and mine. I can't have his love be the root cause of much bloodshed.

"Dimitri, don't do it. Don't start a war." I warned despite the loud beating of my heart and the undeniable exhilaration coursing through my veins.

"Sorry, my darling but this is the only way I know to keep you safe." With no hesitations, Dimitri devoured me and I couldn't help but moan. His tongue lapped at my wet core, spreading fire throughout my body with his erotic ministrations.

I felt pure carnal bliss as he skillfully pleasured my pussy. His mouth found my clit and he immediately began sucking on my precious little button. I shivered with delight, my wanton parts submitted to him without question. My bliss poured out leaving my hesitations futile. Resisting my pleasure is like stopping water with a fishing net; it was inevitable despite my deepest denial.

"If you steal a flower from the garden the forest will come after you. Make better choices, Dimitri." I pleaded, my voice breaking in between moans and gasps. His tongue traveled the length of my slit, his lips caressing the folds of my labia in the most pleasurable way possible.

Despite my best efforts, I couldn't stop my mind from thinking about anything other than my partner. I could feel myself wanting him more and more. I wanted to take him inside me and fuse our souls in a passionate dance of his obsession and my desire.

I wanted Dimitri. I want to dominate him and make him beg for me on his knees. I want to edge him and torment him. The sight of him crying and begging while clinging to my thighs is a fantasy I want to turn into reality.

I wanted to violate this prideful man who thinks he's beyond anyone and everyone. There are so many things I could do with his body. He can fulfill my sexual desires even prioritizing it above his own. He is the perfect partner except for his desire to monopolize me.

Focus you bitch! I reprimanded myself. Right now, I need to make sure that my dear lover won't cause a war.

I moaned like a whore when I felt his tongue inside me. He pushed it in, the deepest it could go, lapping my cum-filled pussy. He was also moaning, and the vibrations titillated my sensitive nerves, driving me to euphoric bliss.

I could feel how soft and warm his tongue was as it explored the entrance to my crevice. The feeling made me want something more, something bigger and harder... I want Dimitri's cock.

I want to tie him up. I want to ensnare his beautiful body and bind it with crimson ropes while I ride his massive cock. I want him completely and utterly beneath me.

Oh, my goddesses! I can't fucking focus! I wish I had the Irises'(2) sharp wit or the Belladonnas'(3) steel resolve because right now this sinful flower burns brightly for an assassin.

Dimitri’s lips returned to my clit and he sucked it like a hungry babe to its mother's breast. I could feel the tip of his tongue brushing pleasurably against my clit and the combined euphoria was damning.

My assassin knew what he was doing. He knows what I want and he does it so excellently like a creature of Eros. My hands tangled themselves in his hair. My fingers enjoyed the softness of his tresses and their feeling against my palm.

I could feel my tummy begin to twist into knots. Butterflies seem to flutter inside my stomach at the approach of my climax.

"You're such a good boy, Dimitri... Keep making mommy happy." I moaned out which made him chuckle against my sensitive pussy. Oh, goddesses! The vibration of his throat when he laughs is just ethereal! So much better than when I use my fingers.

My orgasm shook my body as it washed over me like raging tides. It was more than anything I've had so far. I felt like the stars were exploding inside my body sending a chain reaction of destruction and rebirth as they formed new galaxies and constellations.

I squirted on Dimitri's face. My cum flooded his mouth which he willingly drank.

"Delicious." He grinned like a mischievous devil.

I was panting really hard, my breasts heaving with every breath but Dimitri gazed at me with that love-crazed look he always regarded me with. It was a look that both terrified and aroused me.

Dimitri rose from the floor and sat on the sofa beside me. He pulled me into his lap, my back pressing against his chest. I could feel his hot breath on my nape. He maintained his calm composure, but I could feel his raging cock beneath my pussy. My favorite toy remains concealed. How I wanted to crush it under my feet for his little disrespect.

"Convince me, (Y/n). Make me believe that there is a better option."

He pushed two of his fingers inside me, making me throw my head in reckless abandon. He skillfully moved them inside me, my own lube making their entry convenient and pleasant. His fingers brushed against the sensitive nerves of my walls emitting moans of delight from my lips. He kissed me, devouring the moans I wanted to scream out.

"Make me your equal and not your prisoner. If you truly love a flower you will not pluck it from its root else it will wilt."

"Enough with the metaphors, (Y/n). I want to be with you and I can't be with you if you're dead. The threat is way too dangerous... The enemy... They have seen you. The Garden of Flowers can't protect you. Only I can protect you. Join me and you shall be my Persephone. My partner, my queen, and my eternity. Please, (Y/n) choose me." He said, almost begging. I could hear the desperation in his voice and I understood his sentiment. This man truly loves me more than anything else in the world.

"Dimitri, we are more powerful than you think. I may not seem like much but... *Ahhhhhh* we are... *oohhhhh* very strong..."

"I know that you are strong, my love, but I don't think it would be enough."

"Oh, you have so little faith in me... *Ahhhhh* my darling~ Should I introduce you to the Belladonnas? The best one just came home." I said, playfully caressing his cheek while he fingered me so expertly. How can his hands be so good at everything they do? It's like they can unravel me to my basest desires.

Dimitri ignored my words but leaned into my hand. "Do you want to know a secret?" I nodded, moaning softly as his fingers worked their way inside me. He was moving them expertly to elicit the most pleasure I could get. He observed which parts made me roll my eyes with bliss and which parts made me gasp.

His free hand caressed my supple flesh. My breasts, my thigh, my shoulders, everything his hand could reach, he explored. The warmth of his hand on my skin sent sparks flying up my veins.

"I've been in love with you for 2 years now. I have loved you since the moment you offered me that water bottle you bought with your last coin." His mouth was on my neck, kissing my sensitive skin in between words. "I've spent an entire year trying to convince myself that my feelings will soon fade and that I will fall out of love if I don't acknowledge it. I threw myself into my work and focused on running my empire all to forget you."

"I tried to ignore it. I tried to stifle it to the best of my abilities but before I even knew it, it had already taken root and had grown to proportions beyond my control." His free hand squeezed my nipple making me moan out. "I long for you. I lust for your presence, for your attention, for your love. You have made me vulnerable to the point that I have gone insane."

I am reaching my limit. Dimitri has found my weakness and is now exploiting it with greed and vigor. Orgasm begins to caress my stomach, creating an inferno in my chest. It builds and builds until finally, I reached the precipice of my pleasure and I began to soar like the first birds that learned how to fly. My pussy squirted a clear trail of liquid soaking the both of us with my cum.

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"I will make sure that I keep you safe because you did this to me. You are now bound to me forever, (Y/n)."

I felt absolutely repulsed by his possessive declaration. My name sounded like a curse coming from his lips.

Dimitri was marking me with love bites. They felt both painful and pleasant at the same time. I could already feel the bruises forming on my skin.

"I will kill everyone for you."

When I finally recovered from my euphoria, I stood from his lap and delivered a strong slap against his face. I stepped on his chest with my bare foot, pressing him against the sofa.

This didn't faze Dimitri. His only reaction was to put his dirty fingers, the ones recently inside me, and made me watch as he savored my taste. Obscene little bastard.

Once the high of my lust calmed down, anger and humiliation washed over me. I can honestly say that I look crazy. My hair is all over the place, my dress is ruined with splashes of cum, while my skin is slick with sweat. I was panting hard. Fury is the only emotion in my chest while Dimitri remains pristine as a spring flower.

His hand reached out to touch my foot but he didn't make any move to remove it. If he wanted to, he could throw me across the room and destroy me in a matter of seconds. He is the King of Assassins after all.

"Use my body for your pleasure, my beloved." He spoke, his voice held mischief and adoration reserved only for me. It sounded disgusting. "If this is how I earn your love then please, use me. If this is how I can make you stay, I will gladly accept it. I will give you everything your heart desires as long as you stay with me."

I pulled away, putting a few feet between us. This didn't make me feel safer but it was better than having him so suffocatingly close.

"You're insane!" I screamed at him. "Dimitri, I tolerated your behavior long enough. The stalking, the jealousy, the love bombing bullshit all that I could forgive, but if your selfishness gets my sisters killed I will never forgive you!"

"Oh, what of them?"

What...? Can't he see how deep my resolve is? Does he not understand the depth of my love for my sisters? For an organization that actually advocates for people who cannot protect themselves. We are unlike his selfish passion project that began with his teenage rebellion because his daddy didn't love him. (Author: Omg, everyone I'm so mean for saying this about Dimitri but I stand by it.)

My anger and humiliation prevented me from thinking clearly. All I could picture was one specific girl, a Belladonna, my favorite sister, dying mercilessly at the hands of Dimitri's assassins. The thought made my stomach feel like lead.

"If my Belladonna gets hurt... I will kill you." I warned, my tone spitting venom.

My words seemed to have struck something deep within him. The shock and the look of betrayal were prominent on his face. His entire demeanor changed from playful and loving to something darker and more sinister.

"You would curse me out and threaten me... For them?" Dimitri's tone became dangerously low. He stood from his seat, a menacing look in his eyes. He was terrifying.

I could feel fear crawling up my throat, preventing me from speaking out. Dimitri's pale eyes seemed to glow ominously as he approached me with slow foreboding steps. I backed away as he moved forward.

What have I gotten myself into?

Instantly, I knew that I needed to get away from this man. Easier said than done. Dimitri is a trained assassin who can easily chase me down if I run. I also cannot fight him. I'm not trained as well as a Belladonna.

If he captures me, then he will force me to reveal the secrets of the Garden. I can't have him endangering my sisters and my family.

This leaves me with only one choice.

I grabbed my butterfly pendant and removed its bead-like head. This is a secret vial that carries a poison to instantly kill a Nymph should she get discovered. However, Belladonna 618 gave me a different kind of poison. One that could overturn the flow of my fate right now.

My eyes met Dimitri and I made him watch as I imbibed the poison just to get away from him. I indulged in the horror on his face. He knew exactly what I was doing.

He ran towards me and ripped the vial from my hold, snapping the chain. My neck stung with the pain but it was negligible.

The poison was scentless and tasteless allowing it to go down easily. He tried to pry my lips open and push his fingers inside my mouth to try to get me to vomit but that wouldn't be any use.

It was already too late, Dimitri. I've won. 

"(Y/n)! How could you do something like this?! How could you choose them over yourself, over me? Am I that repulsive to you?"

"Dimitri, this is the length I would go to protect my family. This is the consequence of your actions. My death." I almost laughed at the look of fear in his eyes. Now the tables have turned.

"No, I won't accept it! Where is the antidote? What poison did you use?!" I could clearly see the desperation and panic in his entire face. His voice was wavering, it was so unlike him. I have completely broken his composure.

"This poison is called Briar's Spindle, custom-made by the Garden. It gives a death-like sleep and takes three days to kill the victim. Don't bother going to Hecate, she won't know what it is or what's in it." He seemed a bit surprised about my knowledge regarding his people. What can I say, the Hibiscuses(4) are very good at their job.

I could feel my body growing very tired. My eyelids feel very heavy and a voice inside me is coaxing me to embrace the darkness. I allowed myself to fall in his embrace. His body feels so warm and his heartbeat is really loud. Dimitri felt very comfortable, so I wrapped my arms around him, and he embraced me tighter.

"Return me to my Garden and promise me that you will never... trap me again and mean it. The threat that you fear... We can... Fight it together. You and me. Your assassins and my Nymphs..." I looked up at him, my eyes half-lidded. It's becoming harder and harder to form coherent thoughts but I tried my best. 

"If you decided to be a better man, then... the one who holds the antidote is... Belladonna 618. You already know her name. You're smart after all... you'll figure it out."

"Okay, I'll find her. I'll save you. Please hold on. I'll... I'll do better." Dimitri wiped the tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

How beautiful. In the faint lighting, his tears looked like radiant diamonds. With these thoughts, I realized that I was no better than him.

"This relationship of ours is so fucking toxic. Pun intended."

"This is no time for jokes, my love." He replied but chuckled sadly.

"By the way, you were wrong. I'm not the Matriarch. My true designation is... Lycoris Radiata(5). I guide the souls of the departed."

And with that the darkness engulfed me.

Information Unlocked

Excerpt from the Hierarchy of the Garden of Flowers

(1)Mystique Rose



Role: Matriarch

Description: The highest-ranking member, responsible for the overall leadership, strategy, and direction of the organization. She makes all final decisions and oversees all operations within the Garden of Flowers.

Author's Note: The rose is considered as the queen of all flowers which is why I have chosen to name the Matriarch as the Mystique Rose.

(2)Iris



Role: Managers/Handlers

Description: Manage and oversee various operations and teams. Ensure missions and tasks are executed efficiently and coordinate between different branches.

Author's Note:
Irises symbolize faith, courage, valor, hope, and wisdom all necessary characteristics of managers that guide other Nymphs. They are usually very protective of the Nymphs under their Jurisdiction.

(3) Atropa Belladonna



Role: Executioners

Description: Highly trained assassins responsible for carrying out targeted eliminations. Enforcers dealing with threats to the organization including traitorous members.

Author's Note:
Atropa Belladonna commonly known as Deadly Nightshade, fitting name for the executioners of the Garden of Flowers.

"Belladonna means 'beautiful woman' as it was used by Renaissance women to dilate their pupils. Atropa is in reference to Atropos, one of the Three Fates in Greek mythology who snipped the sting of a person's life and decided their death."
(Woodland Trust, n. d.)

(4)Hibiscus (mutabilis)



Role: Espionage Specialists/Spies

Description: Hibiscuses are responsible for gathering intelligence and conducting espionage missions. They use their wisdom and intelligence to infiltrate, gather crucial information, and ensure the organization stays ahead of its enemies.

Author's Note:

Hibiscus Mutabilis commonly known as Confederate Rose is a flower with the ability to change colors. In the daytime, it appears white, at noon it turns pink, and at night it becomes red. A perfect flower to represent a spy's ability to change to suit their mission. I gave this a lot of thought. I hope you appreciate it.

(5)Lycoris Radiata (Red Spider Lily)



Role: Wayfarer of the Fallen

Description: Lycoris Radiatas guide the souls of departed Nymphs to their final resting place. They organize and perform dances and ceremonies to honor their fallen sisters, providing comfort and closure to the departed.

Lycoris Radiata are important members of the organization as they are also the ones who prepare the instructions for a Belladonna about her next job. These instructions can come in the form of ciphers found in paintings, vases, embroidery, tapestries, pastries, songs, poems, and other artistic means.

Author's Note:
In Japan, this flower is known as Higanbana and is very commonly seen in anime (just saying).

Later on, I'll post something about Dimitri's assassins whom we've met so far for you to get to know them better.