All Chapters of Destined to Reign: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ambrosius Selinofoto (P.O.V.)The witch – or Edith as she referred to herself during the ritual, finished the ritual and we were now awaiting the results. It was like the effects of her powers were loading or something because right after she finished doing all of that hoodoo voodoo stuff, she took a step back and looked at the bodies expectantly.“So, what now?” I asked her while she just stood in one spot looking as though, she was really deep in thought.“Shush! You will break my chain of thought. Just wait for it be patient.”“Wait for wha-I was cut off by the two bodies on the metal table shaking violently. Their limbs were vigorously knocking against the metal table while they shook which caused a really loud noise throughout the room. Even I cringed at the loud, echoing sounds traveling through the room at the moment.  “That is, it…. yes baby!!! And she strikes a

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 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

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

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