Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
It has been a month since everything happened concerning Adelina and Alessandro. After the one night I had at the club, everything has been quiet. I started working for Dimitri as promise, much to Alessandro’s dismay. He begged me to work for him, but I just needed some time away from him. It was bad enough that I was living in his house, I would rather not see him at work as well. Seeing him twenty-four-seven was just something I could not and would not do.
I was currently at the office, documenting some files for Dimitri before we make our way to another meeting. There is a charity event coming up, and since the date had been decided for the event, he has been getting meetings nonstop with clients who want to be a part of the event. Usually, they would come in as a form of bribery during big cases that are going on where they are against the public for a lawsuit. Attending the charity event for them and donating would
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I sat in the living room on the floor with all of my work sprawled out in front of me as I hopelessly tried to organize what I had to do. I tried to make a work setting so that everything would become easier for me to deal with but the more I tried to fix everything – the clustered the room seemed to become. I felt overwhelmed and I wanted to give up.Just then the front door opened, and Isla walked through. Her head was up in the sky, and she was walking briskly. As she was about to walk up the stairs, she seemed to take notice of the position I was in and walked in my direction.“What are you doing?” She asked and I bit my cheek to keep myself from smiling brightly at the mere fact that she was talking to me and was showing interest in what I was up to.“Well, as I no longer have a personal assistant and Stephanie messed up my meetings, I have a lot of backed up work and I figured I wou
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.As soon as I got to my room, I took off my clothes and turned the shower on. I undid my hair and as I stared at myself in the mirror, I massaged my scalp to allow myself to ease the tension on my scalp from wearing a tight bun all day. It honestly felt amazing.Eventually, I hopped into the shower and quickly scrubbed my body. It felt so good to finally shower after a long day of work. I would have drawn a bath if it were not for the fact that I had offered to help Alessandro out with his work.When I got home and saw him sprawled out on the floor looking so helpless, my heart sunk. I do not hate him, I just acknowledge more than ever that he is a hardheaded idiot – as are all men, so I excused his behavior. This did not mean that I have forgiven him for betraying me once again, but if I re
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)Isla and I sat on the floor laughing, eating, and watching the movie. We were doing everything besides actual work. I did not mind it at all. I got the opportunity to spend time with her and I was having a blast. I missed this so much. I cannot remember the last time I ever had this much fun with someone or at all for that matter. It was both relaxing and encouraging to seek genuine emotional and intellectual connections to others. I think my days of sleeping around with multiple women and cheating are over. I had the feeling Isla would make a better man out of me one day and it has already begun.We had gotten to the part of the movie where Coraline’s other mother turns into this really tall and lanky creature. At this, Isla burst out into a fit of laughter. She fell back onto the couch whilst kicking her feet in the air. I looked at her in amusement and smiled.“Care to share the joke?” I asked and
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“Thank you for explaining that to me. I know you did not have to. I really appreciate it. God alone knows what I would have done if I kept overthinking every possible scenario that could have played out while you were out there without me.”I did not lie…I just did not tell the whole truth. I did not feel bad for the things that occurred at the club but as I explained that night to Alessandro, I recalled the guy I met at the bar. My heart fluttered as an image of his face appeared in my mind. I wish I got to know him better. I could not get him out of my mind and the last thing he said to me before he disappeared. I wondered if having two mates is possible.I sighed involuntarily as the thought of not having a family of my own crossed my mind. I wish I had someone of my own to explain these sorts of things to me. To offer me guidance and have answers to my questions. I really missed my parents. I wish
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I listened to Isla explain where she stood with everything, and I could not help but blame myself even more for all of her decisions. In the beginning, I tried to play her. I wanted my cake and to eat it too. I wanted the best of both worlds. I wanted to control her and have her become close to me and vulnerable enough to love me blindly, but my greed and my actions created more distance emotionally and mentally. I could only assume that my actions caused her to work for Dimitri. My actions may have pushed her to want to work for her own money so that she may have the resources to move out and live on her own now that her parents are not around.As I continued to ponder on my thoughts, I began to feel emotional. In the moment I was having I felt like the biggest loser ever. I was no seeking sympathy from anyone. I felt worthless and stupid. I felt like I could have had it all, I got a great woman who was fated to
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)As promised, Alessandro helped me move out of his home. It was really emotional for him I could tell. Throughout the process, he would make suggestions about trying to make our living arrangements work. He came up with a lot of ideas so that I could be more comfortable at his house. He even suggested that we divided the house in half where it will be separated by a wall or a door so that there would be two apartments in the house itself. This way I would not have to move out, but we would still maintain a level of privacy.I thought it was a great idea, but I still wanted my own space. I did not want to stay in his house because I felt like he really just wanted to keep an eye on me. Although I was making my own money, I was not helping out financially within the household and it made me feel like a leech. We never run out of food because the refrigerator and the pantries are restocked before anything could ever finish. Bills
Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)After the night that I met Isla, I had expected her to reach out to me for help or at least some sort of advice. Unfortunately, she did not but in the meantime, I have been working on her parents. Now that the Adelina threat was successfully dealt with, Dimitri was able to go back out to work so I think that I have been long forgotten about again. That is just how Dimitri works. Before he reached out to me for help with her parents, we had not spoken for years, and then all of a sudden, he contacted me again. Fortunately for him, I knew of the prophecy so when he reached out to me, I had an inkling of what was about to go down and I offered my help. Since Dimitri went back out to work, he had been sporadically contacting me for updates on Isla’s guardians.I had not been able to make any progress with them. They were both in a coma-like state because they were in limbo. One of my abilities as a messenger is that I am ab
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alessandro and I had just finished cleaning the house from top to bottom. My room was not necessarily dirty, but it was not tidy either, so we had a bit of work to do in there as well. My parents’ room was the hardest of them all to tackle because I could not collect myself mentally to even think about them without breaking down. It got to a point where Alessandro volunteered to clean it by himself. We did not empty their room or anything of the sort because I did not want to make it seem as though they were gone forever. I wanted to feel as though there was a chance for them to come back to me one day. Due to this, I made Alessandro simply change the sheets on their bed and we packed all of the laundries into a garbage bag to be taken to be laundered.I may like my independence, but I still refuse to do my own laundry. When my parents were alive, I never wanted them to spoil me like that by doing basic chores I would no