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Dimitri watched as you safely entered your house from across the street. From your windows, he saw your grandmother welcome you back and embrace you. You smiled brightly at her and exchanged some conversation before heading into your room. He wasn't able to see much because you closed the curtain in your room to change but he was happy to find you in good spirits.

He bought the entire apartment across from your house and occasionally stays there to monitor your safety. He loved seeing you doing simple things. It was fascinating how you find satisfaction from doing meager activities. Whether it's cleaning around the house, doing groceries, or even jogging you were always passionate about everything you do. 

He loved that about you. Unlike most people your age, you're not a nihilistic asshole who thinks that the world revolves around them. You're kind and compassionate. Your smiles are the brightest and your energy is just divine. You can light up the room just by being you and he adores every aspect of you.

He's not sure if you still remember, but during your first year in college,  you were classmates. It was PE and he was exhausted after an eventful night on the job. He was quiet and gloomy. Everything about him was pale and worn but he was usually quiet and kept to himself so no one even noticed. Even his friends didn't notice anything but you? One glance and you approached him asking if he was okay. You even offered the water you bought with your last coin. You asked him if he needed assistance to go to the clinic and even offered to help him there. 

You are such a kind soul. He didn't even know someone could be kind to him. Most people are only after his money and status. Everyone else was nice to him because he was wealthy. But you? You didn't even know his name. You were kind because you are kind. You gave him attention and kindness not even his parents could offer him.

Whenever he's in pain or need of assistance they just tell him to soldier on and man up but you acknowledged his needs. You acknowledged his pain and offered your help. It was the first time he felt loved and so he began wanting you. He desires what you have and what you can do for him. 

To Alexander Dimitri Morozov, you're extraordinary. Unparalleled by everyone out there. Honestly, you are too pretty and he cannot help but become ensnared by your charms. 
He just wished that he could have realized it sooner. He has known you for two years and at first, you were nothing more than another insignificant person in his class. But as he watched you grow through the two years that he has known you, his feelings changed. You became someone special. 

You became the love of his life. 

He only realized this during your second year and all that time he was building up the courage to confess to you. He was planning out every detail of his confession, discovering everything that you liked, and everything that made you smile. He watched the shows that you liked despite some of them being too childish for his taste. He also read the books that you read and let's just say that you are not as innocent as initially thought to be. Your reading list is quite diverse from the renowned classics to the more spicy young adult books. 

Sometimes you would read in the local cafe and he would follow in disguise. He adored how your slender fingers would glide elegantly along the pages. You make such beautiful expressions when you read. So many emotions go through your countenance like the changing of seasons. He was enamored as you smiled at the pages of the book, hoping that one day you'd smile fondly at him too. 

His hidden feelings only continue to grow. And right now, he's not sure how much he can endure not being with you. 

You finally opened your curtains allowing him a glimpse of your activities. You wore a pink spaghetti strap blouse and very short shorts. You looked really sexy making his heart beat faster. 

You seem to be doing homework. What a diligent little thing. All thoughts of his existence are probably forgotten by that pretty little head of yours. He cannot have that, can he now? 

You were busy doing your homework when your phone suddenly started ringing. You immediately answered it. 

"Hello?" 

"(Y/n)?" 

"Yes, who is this?" 

"It's Dimitri, you gave me your number earlier."

"Oh, right I remember. So, what did you decide?" 

"I'll do it."

"That's great! We can begin our training tomorrow in the computer lab. That's the headquarters of Green Plume. You're not a member of the club so I guess this makes you our honorary guest." He can hear the enthusiasm in your voice making him feel elated as well. He can see you grinning excitedly through your window. Are you really that happy to have him on your team? You really are adorable. 

"Alright. How about that lunch we talked about? You can send me your online banking information and I'll send you some cash for the ingredients."

"What am I, your lunch lady? Anyway, as long as I get paid I don't really care. You better put in some extra so I can make it with love."

"Of course. I wouldn't rip you off." Honestly, he prefers to make love with you but your food is also good too. 

"Hey, don't you have a private chef or something? I bet he's a professional Michelin level. Why turn to me?" 

"Because I like you, isn't that reason enough?" 

"Boo, your flirting skills are lame."

"Then please enlighten me."

"Dimitri, focus. We're talking about the competition and you've already driven us off-topic."

Fuck. The sound of his name on your lips is too magnificent. He wonders how well you would moan it while he derives you to the precipice of euphoria. 

"Alright. What else do I need to know about my category?" he asked, chuckling at your response. 

"I don't really know much about your category since I haven't tried it for myself but Vincent would usually read a lot of articles about current societal issues that are related to the theme. By the way, our theme for this year is diversity. A very diverse topic, I know, but it's quite interesting. Tomorrow we can bounce ideas to each other if you'd like."

"I would love that. Can you tell me more about the event? I have no idea what to expect so I don't know what I'm supposed to do really."

"The events are fun. I enjoy joining competitions and checking out the booths of other schools. It's like a mini-festival. Plus we get to meet a lot of new people and try new experiences. But I guess these things might not be as exciting for you as it is to me."

"Why do you say that?" he asked curious of your answer. 

"Well, you seem to be the kind of guy that enjoys your own company. Oh, I don't mean this as an insult. It's just I always notice that you're frequently alone. And even when you're with your friends you still seem secure in yourself. It's not a bad characteristic really I kinda admire that about you. It's like you thrive better that way whereas I am a mess without help from my friends."

He smiled. So you were also watching him.  It was flattering. He must admit he loved the idea of your lovely gaze following his movements. 

"I didn't know you were watching me that closely to decipher my personality. (Y/n), do you really want me to fall for you that hard? Because if you say jump I'm already plunging too deep into this."

"Yeah, don't make this weird, dude. Anyway, I can talk to you more about this tomorrow. Oh just a reminder, bring a hoodie or a jacket cuz the computer lab gets super cold."

"Are you worried about me? How touching." he cooed playfully. He can see you rolling your eyes through his binoculars but there was also a smile there. Cute. 

"Shut up. Anyway, bye. I've got some things to do. See you tomorrow." 

"See you tomorrow, gorgeous."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm hanging up." He hummed in approval before turning off his phone.

You placed down your phone and stood from your table. He watched you plop on your bed and bury your face on your pillow. You seem to scream at it and huff your cheeks in annoyance. Your cheeks were tinted with pink and you muttered some things to your pet cat. He learned to read lips for this very purpose and he was happy to put his skills to good use. "Why did he have to flirt with me like that? I'm weak to handsome men but I need to endure because study comes first." He smirked as he admired how he left you flustered. 

Do you know just how much of a mess you've made him become? He was grinning like a lunatic with his heart beating so fast as if it was being hammered by war gods. Do you know how much emotion you give him? How intense they are? You like to drive him mad with want and desire. You are the goddess that made him so pious. You are the sun itself that illuminates his world yet your radiant rays cast dark shadows upon his mind. His desires have become too unbearable. 

He wanted so badly to feel your warmth against his skin, smell your fragrance with every breath, and caress your supple flesh with his bare hands. He wanted to drown in your laughter and hear the sound of your voice in his every waking moment. But... you are not a goddess are you, (Y/n)? You are something far worse. You are not benevolent nor all-powerful. No, you little creature like Dionysius, you are not something divine. 

In his mind, you smiled at him with the likeness of the devil, a spawn of Lilith, the one who sits atop the thrones of hell.  You make his entire being blaze with infernal fire. You have branded him with the mark of eternal damnation with the way you seduce him. You are the bane of his existence and his morning star. You are Venus. 

He laughed. 

How far has he fallen? Well... Far too deep. He can't wait to put his plans to fruition and be with you eternally. While he plays your games, he will gamble with the rules of man and cheat with the rules of God.