Sasha’s POV“Come on, I’m not in danger, I’ll be fine,” I said as I made my move.I stepped into the restroom and went to ease myself. There I sat thinking of what would have been my fate if Valentino had lost out there tonight.As much as I liked to keep it as a contract and nothing else, I was feeling drawn to him. It seemed as though I cared about him. Maybe I loved him. I knew he had the look of bravery but for once, I could see fear in his eyes. Etched deeply as though he was afraid of failing. I could tell within me that he had something hiding deep within him. Like some childhood hurt. A feeling of inadequacy or something of sorts.I washed my face and looked in the mirror, thanking my stars that I wasn’t collateral damage in case things had gone south. Those men and women didn't seem to have a soul in them. They were a bit kill or be killed—willing to put even their family on the line.Although my dad wasn't always available due to the lifestyle he'd chosen, he taught me one
Sasha’s POVI walked out of the restroom with the guard, as I was a bit furious and grateful at the same time.Furious that I had to be walked out of a conversation—well, a conversation I did not want to have.Valentino stood there with all shades of anger written all over his face. He seemed suspicious of something. Something I knew nothing about, and that wasn’t my worry or a burden to bear. Besides, I told him I needed to use the restroom.“Living in the restroom now? Look how long you kept me waiting! I wanted to make a quick introduction of you to some of my acquaintances and you stood me up and made it look like I was playing a prank on them. I see you like to keep me waiting and get on my nerves. Is that the new thing you’re taking a chide in?” He spoke, authority beaming from his tone.I rolled my eyes, restricting the wide laughter that was about to burst out of my mouth. Placing my hands on my mouth, I held it back, with a grin appearing on my face. I gave him a smirk and sa
Valentino’s POV“There can’t be any light without darkness, and there can’t be success without struggle.” His voice recoiled in my head as I puffed the smoke into Sasha’s face.I had lived my whole life, hidden in plain sight. Like a lyricist, I had penned down my every move. Markos, my late mentor, had taught me the way of the streets, even the deeds of Wall Street elitist movers and shakers.I was well-versed in business dealings and knew how to seize opportunities when I saw them lurking around me. For a moment, I looked at Sasha and asked if I spotted an opportunity in her or if it was my emotions trying to drag me to a place I never wanted to be.As difficult as it was for me to understand, love was also hard for me to comprehend. “I don’t let people into my world. I’ve got to save something for myself. I can’t just let everybody know everything about me,” I muttered, looking her in the face.“Am I everyone, Val?” Sasha said as she turned, facing me with her mouth wide open.“Don
Sasha’s POVI called out to Valentino as I saw the rider in black-colored clothing and a helmet riding furiously in our direction. Something didn’t seem right about him. Valentino didn’t seem scared, it seemed he was expecting it. I couldn’t fathom what relationship he loved with trouble. Each moment with him was dreadful and dangerous, and it had my heart racing. “When would I have my lasting peace with him?” I thought for a moment.The rider tried to crash into our vehicle, but the driver, who seemingly had great visibility, waved off, sending the rider into a fatal state. Valentino seemed like a Superman of some sort, and what he did made me livid.He went into the driver’s seat and told him to hold steady on the steering. He told him to move as fast as possible and clear every single hindrance aimed at stopping him from dragging him back.Valentino took on a walkie-talkie and called his men to position, signaling imminent danger. “Route changed; head for the safe-house,” Valenti
Valentino’s POVI knew who had done this. That stupid girl, Julie, had sent her marksmen against me. Maybe she was ill-informed; she could have done her background check before taking a hit on me.Commendable were the size and strength of her team, but they were no match for me. I would teach them a lesson and make her pay. She had made my woman cry, and for this, I will make her cry bloody tears; there is no way around this.I went back into the car to see how lucky Sasha was; she had sustained no injuries or hits, and that was pleasing to me. She had more in her than to stay down and be frightened. I was going to toughen her up; she must become a real queen—a dangerous one at that.“My love, take this and use it when necessary,” I said as I gave her a pistol, showing her how to get it ready and reload. Sometimes you cannot defend everyone and fight at the same time. That was how my father had died, saving my mum from the invasion that divided my home.His twin brother had ordered th
Sasha's POVThis was the longest night of my life. My first-hand experience at Casino Royale was indeed memorable and one I would never forget, not in a hurry.The gunshots had halted and I was scared still. “Was this what constitutes the daily life of Valentino,” I wondered.He had great guts to live such a life. No wonder it is said that behind the gleam and glamor lay an unfavorable tale. I had witnessed it for myself first hand and I knew to be king was a heavy burden.His crown was heavy and I had doubts about being his queen. I looked at myself, reflection and reality dawning on me. How could I handle his shoes, if he let me fill it?“Come outside Sasha and see the faces of all of them that wished death on us, come spit on their dirty faces,” Valentino screamed as he raised his hand with two pistols, one on each hand, and turned around as he screamed and laughed.I peeped outside as I scanned the environment to ensure there was no one left to hurt me. I had seen it in the movie
Sasha’s POV I got into the helicopter with Valentino following behind. I sat down there as I thought about the kind of life that awaited me. As I looked down from the view up there, I could see the whole city in view. I looked at the scene we had just left and saw a mass of bodies and the cops coming into the scene. Valentino seemed well-connected even in places I didn't expect. While we flew ahead, I noticed he had a call on his phone, I took it up to hand over to him when I noticed the caller. It was the police chief. I listened to the content of their call and overheard Valentino telling the police chief to handle the situation as it was an assassination attempt on him. “Sweetheart, I hope you're not hurt,” I asked, deeply concerned. “Dear, I'm fine, just a little thing I am thinking about,” he responded. Valentino’s face was etched with deep concern. Was he scared about me? I could remember Rose’s warnings to me and how she told me Valentino had lost three women
Sasha's POVI can't let Rose die like that. She warned me that he would kill her if he found out. I paced back and forth, thinking about what move to make to forestall this conversation. My mouth ran so fast, like running water out of a leaking tap.“What’s wrong with you? Why are you moving around in such a manner?” Valentino questioned me.“I’m feeling pressed; I need to make use of the restroom,” I said in a bid to waste away time and have him forget about this topic.I hope he doesn’t bring it back up. The Valentino I was getting to know wouldn’t forget things so easily. He seemed to have a photographic memory, always paying attention to the details, even those one might have felt did not matter.I watched him raise his hand, tap some buttons on his watch, and give a command, and someone was speaking back at him. He asked that someone come to where we were, and before I could say, Jack Robinson, a maid was here.She had come out of a building that seemed to be a kind of servant's