Ambrosius Selinofoto (P.O.V.)
“Corpus levitas Diablo daminium mondo vicium. Corpus levitas Diablo daminium mondo vicium. Corpus levitas Diablo daminium mondo vicium.” Edith chanted.
The room got dark for a second before the lights turned back on. The temperature dropped significantly, and the room seemed to have welcomed a dark presence. I could feel someone standing behind me, but I refused to turn around to see who my friend was. I may be a vampire, but I know my battles. I stood still, even being afraid to breathe. I could only be thankful at this moment that I am not actually alive and that I only breathe as to not freak people out.
My eyes drifted to where Edith stood, and I watched as she pulled something out of a bag. It looked like a snake. It wiggled in her hand and hissed at her. She places it on one of the metal tables and began to chant again but this time it was something different.
“Adoni, Hel
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I will not lie when I say that Alessandro and I almost had sex that night. I mean it was expected as that is something that almost always happens when a man gives a woman a massage. I think if it were not for the fact that I actually fell asleep it would have happened, but I was turned on regardless of that fact. However, I valued the very deep sleep I got out of the massage, so when I felt his hands lingering in certain areas or straying to the forbidden parts of my body that I warned him about, I pretended to be asleep until I eventually did fall asleep for real.The next morning after that, I hoped he would not ask me about that night or even mention it. I had hoped that he would not be under the impression that just because I let him give me a massage is an indication that I have forgiven him for what he did or that he was making progress with me. I appreciated the massage and him helping me clean the house, but it is what
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I was awoken from my very deep slumber by consistent banging on my door. It was not coming from my bedroom door but rather the front door to my house. I rolled over in my bed and tapped my phone as to check the time. My eyes were still glued shut from the sleep that was just taken away from me. I struggled to open my eyes and when I finally won the battle, I was blinded by the light on my phone screen.It was five o’clock in the evening. Hmm not bad. I had expected to wake up at nightfall, to say the least.I had gotten a day off from Dimitri and his annoying theatrics so I did what anyone would do. I spent the night binge-watching vampires and werewolves fight while I finished a bottle of wine. I guess I stayed up a bit too late because I went to bed around nine o’clock this morning. When I finally got to crawl into bed I instantly passed out. The warmth, the comfort, the welcoming feeling my bed offered&he
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I turned on the shower and while I waited for the water to get hot, I went ahead and began to brush my teeth. When I got done with freshening up my breath, I undid the bun in my hair and stepped into the shower. I would assume that the hairstylist needed clean hair to make me look like a princess for the night.Today is the day of the charity event. After Dimitri told me I had to make an appearance and that I had no choice in the matter, I had been overthinking the event and thinking about the worse possible scenarios that could play out while I am there. Supposedly there would be an auction, where actual women would be bet on by old creepy men and would be forced to spend a night with them or go on a date with them. It is really up to the creepy old men on what they want to do to the women. Damn, that sounds bad. It is not anything sexual but more of a companionship sort of thing.When I learned about the details of th
Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)Ever since Laila and Orin woke up, I have been monitoring their progress as well as their vitals. They still have not recollected their memories but that would take a while. I did not tell Dimitri about our progress with the bodies because I felt like that would conjure events that even I am unaware of. Edith has proven her usefulness but since the guardians had awoken, she has also proven just how useless she could become. I know she was looking forward to leaving this place with the guardians in tow but each day I sought to make the guardians better, I hoped their memories would come back so that I could warn them; so that they can fight this battle on their own successfully.However, I could not say for sure that they would recover any time soon. They were so confused about everything that we had to hide all things that indicated anything out of the ordinary like supernatural things that would freak them out. That meant ke
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)As soon as I grabbed Dimitri’s to exit the limo, I heard gasps all around and the murmurs began. I knew Dimitri was notorious for riding solo so I could only imagine what people were thinking right now. There was no way I could pass as his sister because I had red curly hair while Dimitri’s hair is a dirty blonde dyed black.When I had successfully exited the limo without tripping on my dress or stumbling as I got to my feet, the cameras began to flash in my direction. Every other female that was currently at the event probably hated me right now for stealing the spotlight away from them. I was not used to this sort of attention, though, I knew I did get this attention when I am in public all dressed up. This sort of attention is different in the instance that it is blatantly in my face. It is like a form of catcalling except everyone wants to take a picture of you to show you off to the world.I chuckled as
The man cleared his throat once again and then started.“The first item up for grabs is a beach house on Paradise Cove Bluffs. The house comes with five bedrooms, five bathrooms, a hot tub, a garage to fit three cars, an indoor gym, a pool, and a theatre room. The original asking price is fifteen million dollars, but I bet you, you can get it for cheap here. Do I hear any bids?”And it is then the auction started and proceeded to go on without a hitch. The houses, cars, and other items that were up for sale were all so beautiful. At the moment I wish I was rich enough to purchase some of them.I nudged Dimitri who sat silently the entire time just observing the room go wild over some of the things being auctioned.“Why are you not bidding? What is the point of attending an auction if you are not going to spend money?” I asked him. Rolling my eyes at him as he finished his third glass of champagne.He smirked at me as he plac
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Since I left Dimitri sitting by the table sulking over matters that do not concern him, I have been with Alessandro. Unlike Dimitri, I did not feel out of place. Dimitri acted like a snob during the entire event, or rather the portion of it that we have witnessed thus far. In comparison, Alessandro was the total opposite. Not only was he wise about what he wanted to spend his money on and what he thought was worth a purchase, but he also spoke about ways to make money. He was not acting as though he was so rich, he did not need to work ever again, instead, we walked throughout the building talking about investments and the stock market. You would think this would bore me but no, it really helped me to gain an insight into Alessandro’s world where I saw right through the public image of just money, and I got to
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“Get up there, before I make you. You work for me, and you have to do as I say. You are nothing but an object to women. Do you think I do not see you dressing up for attention from men? You want the attention that badly that you always have your body on display. Look at what you are wearing. Your breasts are on full display. Now get up there and do not embarrass me.”I was stunned. I could feel myself on the brink of crying and I did not want to move. I was both scared and hurt. I found myself just looking at Dimitri in disbelief.I slowly got up from my seat and made my way to the stage. I stood in line with all of the other girls. I felt so out of place next to them. They were the typical trophy wives or trophy wife wannabes. They seemed really excited to be here. They were all giggling a lot and fixing their hair and makeup despite the fact that they were on stage in front of hundreds of people I simply s