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[dimitrxscu]

For anon, if it helps: this is the start of that thread, and as of writing this, this is the most recent part! (Warning for major spoilers in the newest reply, if you haven’t caught up! 😉)

Hope I'm not bothering you but I got interested with your CEO au of alcithan but I just can't seem to read everything like it's cut and it's really hard for me to find 😭 do you know how I can read everything?

Hi anon!

Long story short, I basically got virtual stage fright on this blog and moved to a private/canon-characters-only rp blog for Alcina (I might just bring it back here and just change this to private) to enjoy some shipping in private (especially since a lot of Alcina fans hate the ship with a very vocal passion, for some reason...) So the fact I switched blogs is likely the issue. Any replies that aren’t on this account are on @dimitrescuwu! It’s much easier to reread a thread via mobile, imo, so I highly recommend doing so if you can!

If that doesn’t work, let me know and I’ll see what I can do! 💙

[dimitrxscu]

Hope I'm not bothering you but I got interested with your CEO au of alcithan but I just can't seem to read everything like it's cut and it's really hard for me to find 😭 do you know how I can read everything?

Hi anon!

Long story short, I basically got virtual stage fright on this blog and moved to a private/canon-characters-only rp blog for Alcina (I might just bring it back here and just change this to private) to enjoy some shipping in private (especially since a lot of Alcina fans hate the ship with a very vocal passion, for some reason...) So the fact I switched blogs is likely the issue. Any replies that aren’t on this account are on @dimitrescuwu! It’s much easier to reread a thread via mobile, imo, so I highly recommend doing so if you can!

If that doesn’t work, let me know and I’ll see what I can do! 💙

#ethan winters x lady dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x ethan winters #alcithan

[dimitrxscu]

“Oh, you’ll find the time. Once they can entertain themselves, you get a lot more free time. Especially since they have siblings to play with.” She chuckled, knowing fatherhood would become easier for him once Rosie became more self-sufficient.

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

Alcina lets out a chirp in reply, looking up and taking in her savior. He wasn’t like the villagers, that was for sure— he wore clean, modern clothes, and had sandy blond hair and dark eyes that were such a deep shade of brown, they mimicked her own as a bat.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

[dimitrxscu]

Alcina lapped up the water before getting to the piece of meat, chewing at it enthusiastically, cheeks comically puffed out as she did so.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

[dimitrxscu]

She eyed the two bowls, inching closer before each thumb-claw skewered itself a piece of fruit and venison, respectively. She allowed them to fall into the table, focusing on the piece of strawberry and holding it with her claws to nibble at.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

[dimitrxscu]

A vest— and what a delightful shade of pink, to boot. It must have been for an infant or something. She moved towards it, sticking her nose into the fabric and wriggling into it.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

[dimitrxscu]

Slowly, Alcina crept out from under the jacket, using her clawed thumbs on her wing to help her move, much like how people would imagine a wyvern’s way of walking (in a world of fantasy in which they actually existed). She leaned her head in, taking in the scent of his hand, detecting the smell of comfortable linens and the scent of burning wood that gave of an enjoyable musk like that of cologne.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

[dimitrxscu]

Being a vampire had its perks at times, one of which being transformation. Yes, Lady Dimitrescu could mutate into a giant dragon monstrosity, and her daughters could do similar as swarms of insects, but few people knew that the representation of House Dimitrescu in the local folklore and bedtime stories told to children was more fact than fiction— they were, in fact, also able to turn into bats. Alcina, the head of house, was obviously the equivalent to the Bat Lord from the children’s story.

Alcina had gone out after a terse, heated phone call with Mother Miranda. Usually, she would just break a few items of furniture, rant to herself for a bit, and drink a noticeably larger amount of wine than usual. Instead, she had decided to go for a flight to clear her head, and perhaps find a small mammal to feast upon (her form was that of a fruit bat, but she still craved blood, and the blood of animals was sufficient in that form).

The large bat flapped through the chilly night air, suddenly feeling the prick of cold snowflakes against her pale skin. Then, she felt more. Within a minute or so, the snow was coming down in clumps of snowflakes bunched together into tiny pieces of snow, sticking to her wings and building up on them, for the snow was coming too fast for the snow to blow off or melt entirely. She quickly descended to a lower altitude, hoping the snow was lighter, but alas, it was not. Her wings were cold and weighed down by the sudden dumping of snow upon the mountain range. After a few minutes of fruitless efforts to get the snow off of herself, or even to find somewhere to dry off and warm up for a bit, it began to sleet, catching her off-guard and leading to her faltering, crash-landing on a cabin roof and ricocheting off of it into the snow below.

From there, it all went black.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she woke up. However, she was warm, and now mostly dry. And also in some sort of blanket or something.

A quiet male voice muttered something to her, and she slowly crept out of the warmth of the jacket, large dark eyes staring at him as both parties took in the other.

She was a very large, milky-white fruit bat with a pouf of downy fluff acting like a necklace around her head and covering the top section of her chest. Unlike one’s normal depiction of a bat, fruit bats lacked the snubbed nose of the stereotypical bat, instead having a longer snout, giving a fox-like appearance when including their large triangular ears. She was, despite her size...absolutely adorable.

Bat Princess

A winter storm rages on outside of the small house, the father within settling his miraculously sleeping babe down in her cradle, tucking thick and warm blankets and furs around the swaddled child. He turns on the baby monitor, giving his daughter a sweet caress over downy blonde fluff goodnight before tip toeing out of the room. Ethan is all set to curl up with a good book by the fire when a thud echos out from his yard. Fair eyebrows furrow as he ventures towards his front door, opening it only to see a white lump wigging in the snow. He hurries out to the creature’s side, careful just in case it attacked him, carefully placing his coat over it before lifting it up.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks as he carefully holds the little thing close and brings it inside to warm it by the farm. Perhaps someone’s cat got lost in the storm...

@dimitrxscu

#closed #chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

@askrosemarymckneal @streetfightingfemmes @us-smash @cupcake-sparkle @thepigsaw

If I haven’t responded to a DM of yours: I have NOT forgotten you! I ended up doing a lot more this holiday weekend than I had planned, and my spoons are limited today. I’ll be replying soon! <3

#just a heads up!

[dimitrxscu]

If I haven’t responded to a DM of yours: I have NOT forgotten you! I ended up doing a lot more this holiday weekend than I had planned, and my spoons are limited today. I’ll be replying soon! <3

[dimitrxscu]

“I’m having the Audi, Tesla, and the Range Rover moved to storage later today so you can have all the hobby space you need” she smiled, happily surprising him with his own space.

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

“Look, baby!” Cooed Alcina to their youngest child. “Daddy’s so strong!”

“You and Daddy are going to be so happy here. No need to come over when you’re upset, momma’s here whenever you need her, and daddy’s here whenever I need him, too.”

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

“Goodnight, my love.” She whispered, snuggling into him as they both quickly fell asleep.

———————————

Months had passed since then. Ethan and Alcina were still going strong, with the two of them enjoying their private time in her office, their date nights, and merely each other’s company in any scenario.

After a long discussion, the decision had been made: Ethan and Rosie were moving in. Yes, Rosie practically lived there anyway, but Ethan was the true newcomer to the household. It was moving day, and the furniture had already been brought in by the moving company, leaving Ethan to unpack boxes of his things from his car. Alcina had taken up Rosie-duty in his Absence, holding the little girl in her arms as she supervised.

“Do you need help with unpacking once all the boxes are in? I could at least fold clothes and put them in the dresser.”

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

It made her heart sing every time he called her honey. It just felt so... right. She got into bed as well, immediately shifting to cuddle his side.

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

She grabs the pillowcase and covers, pulling the covers up before putting the pillowcase on the pillow. “Maybe we can try painting a room next” Alcina winked mischievously.

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

————————————————

Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

@chainsawsandstaples

[dimitrxscu]

“I hope to remain doing it for quite some time, love” she beamed, imagining her bed as their bed. She would move around some of the other furniture and move in Rosie’s crib, and maybe another crib if they had another little one...

Monster (S)mash || chainsawsandstaples

Alcina Dimitrescu was not only the CEO of Dimitrescu Vineyards and heiress to the Dimitrescu family business, but also a mother— in more ways than one.

For quite some time she had an infatuation with her personal secretary, Ethan Winters, but alas, he was married and later was expecting a child. She may have loved to play dirty when it came to business decisions (usually regarding purposely messing with their competitors), but she refused to become a homewrecker by seducing her coworker and had kept her desires to herself.

However, the universe decided to do her a favor one fateful day and proceeded to tip the scales in her favor...by Mia Winters dying of blood loss in childbirth.

It was tragic. It really was. And she had grown close platonically with Ethan, offering her assistance with just about anything— and when he called in the middle of the night that the baby was here and his wife hadn't survived, and he had no one else to call for emotional support, she pulled on a new set of clothes and was there in minutes.

Since then, she had become the mother of Rosemary Winters in every way except biological. She came along to work, either one of her two 'parents' holding her close while they did paperwork or talked on a conference call. She had even made the ultimate sacrifice by getting on medications the induced lactation so Rosie was able to nurse and get all the antibodies and nourishment she was unable to receive from her birth mother. Alcina was a mother to three adoptive children already, so she knew how to care for the infant already and was an amazing help to the newly-widowed father.

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Not much time had passed since then— Rosie was almost a year old, and her parents had grown even closer, both platonically and perhaps even romantically.

The Dimitrescu matriarch was always known for her love of holidays especially Halloween, and was especially-especially known for her extravagant Halloween parties every year. Her clients and coworkers were never invited, but it wasn't a work affair in the slightest: it was attended by Alcina's fellow elites, with the event focusing on the lavish indulgence in the holiday, focusing on luxuriating in sweets and all-around 'junk food', the art of costume and costume design, as well as the overall sense of one's preexisting elegant lifestyle mixing with the quasi-childish indulgence and atmosphere of fun and enjoyment.

However, this year, she was adding a new guest to the list. She held the envelope in her hand behind her desk— even the envelope enclosing the invite was made of heavy, thick paper that definitely came at a cost (needless to say, the Lady spared no expense on the entire affair).

She awaited Ethan's return from the copy room in order to finally present it: the catalyst for hopefully an amazing future together. Had she planned on chatting him up at the party, admitting her love, and possibly getting in his pants at the same time? Yes. Was she, the stern businesswoman, scared out of her mind? Also yes.

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