Gabriel's POVThe hefty man rushed at me and yanked me away, hitting and kicking me hard.Sasha trembled on the side.Even though she knew some Kung Fu, she didn't know how to help now and couldn't get involved.Thankfully, I was still strong. I seemed different from the Gabriel that Sasha used to know. My face was cold, and I fought fiercely with the muscle man.Sasha had no idea how long we had been fighting.Time seemed to crawl. She desperately wanted to leave."Sasha, go! Leave me!" I yelled at her.No one was holding Sasha, but she looked pale and shook her head. She couldn't abandon me.She wasn’t the kind of person to leave someone behind."Do you think she can leave?" Oliver sneered, "With me here, she’s not going anywhere.""Oliver!" I roared, "I'll kill you!""Protect yourself first," Oliver said, sitting leisurely in his chair.The hefty man and I kept fighting.We had gone back and forth for hundreds of rounds.I was injured all over, and the muscle man didn’t look much b
Valentino's POVIt's getting dark.I've been waiting at home all afternoon.But Sasha hasn't come back yet. She clearly said we'd have dinner together. She knows it's my birthday.After talking to Jonas, I decided I wanted to take this relationship seriously.I felt ready to forget Sandra.But what's going on with her? Did she stand me up on purpose?Anger surged through me. I was really mad.The phone kept ringing, but her phone was always off.My face was tight and I was angry. My features were cold and stiff.I dialed her number again, but it was still off.Rose said she went out in the morning and hasn't come back yet.With a dark expression, I walked upstairs. I was about to go to my room to change clothes and go out, but I passed the guest room and pushed the door open.Sasha's room was clean. I looked at her computer and around the room.I saw a beautiful box on her bed. It looked like a gift.I went over and opened the gift box. Inside was a shirt—an expensive one.My eyes nar
Sasha's POV"Gabriel, don't scare me," I cried, "is anyone there? Can you help us?"I was really scared.Smoke was everywhere, explosions continued, and I lay over Gabriel, feeling hopeless.Are we really going to die here?Is this really how it ends?No, I don't want to die. Not here!"Valentino, help me!" I called out, nearly fainting from the smoke.I kept saying Valentino's name.Meanwhile, outside, Valentino seemed to hear me. He slammed into the iron door, finally breaking it open."Sasha!" He shouted."Valentino!" I heard him and suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. I looked up and saw light."Help!" Gabriel's people shouted as they rushed in.Since we were near the back door, they quickly found us.They extinguished the fire and carried Gabriel away.I was pushed aside.Everyone focused on Gabriel, forgetting about me.Valentino rushed over and hugged me. "I'm here!" He recalled."Valentino..." I sobbed, but then I saw a burning beam falling toward us. I pushed him away, just in
Sasha's POVValentino held me close, and I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes.I couldn't shake the worry about Gabriel. If it hadn't been for him, that piece of metal could have seriously hurt me.My once clear face now had a few cuts, making me look more fragile.My bright eyes must have made it hard for anyone to say no to me.Valentino sighed and asked Jared to get a wheelchair, then he pushed me to Gabriel's room himself.Gabriel was in the next room over.As soon as we got close, I heard Gabriel shouting angrily, "What's going on with Sasha? Is she okay? I heard they were more worried about me than her!"His concern touched me deeply.Valentino pushed me into the room with a serious expression.Gabriel immediately calmed down when he saw me. He asked, "Sasha, how are you? Why are you in a wheelchair? Is something wrong with your legs?""I'm okay, just a few minor injuries, and my leg is fine!" I reassured him quickly, then asked, "How are you doing?""I'll be fine in a few
Sasha's POVValentino got rid of all the things the patients had sent, except for my personal belongings. He helped me pack up, and by the time we were done, Jared had already handled the discharge papers.Valentino drove me home, but instead of going to my place, we went back to his mansion.At the mansion, Valentino carried my things upstairs and put them in the guest room. Then he went downstairs to ask the servants to prepare lunch with my favorite foods.Watching him busy around the house, I suddenly felt a warm feeling inside."Valentino," I called out to him.Hearing his name, he frowned, "Call me something else.""Huh?" I was confused. "Sweetheart Val." Did he still want me to call him that? It felt a bit weird."No," he said, still frowning. "How do you call Gabriel?""Gabriel?" I replied, puzzled. "Do you want me to call you Gabriel? Do you think that’s a good name?"Valentino looked frustrated, "I really wonder how you run such a big company with that brain. It's a mirac
Sasha's POV“Order something you like,” Valentino said as he handed me the menu. “I’ll be right back; I need to go to the bathroom.”I nodded in response.Once Valentino left, I carefully studied the menu. I ended up ordering some of my favorite dishes, as well as some that I knew Valentino liked.I was surprised at how well I knew his preferences. It seemed like I’d unconsciously memorized what he liked and disliked.I gave a self-deprecating smile.Just then, a familiar voice said, “Sasha, long time no see.” I turned and saw a tall man in casual clothes standing next to me. His features were sharp, and he wore rimless glasses. He looked like he’d stepped out of a comic book—tall, slender, and handsome.It was Ronaldo.My heart skipped a beat.He seemed more composed and confident than before, with a calm demeanor.“Are you alone?” Ronaldo asked before I could say anything.I frowned and looked at him. First Margaret, now Ronaldo? I shook my head and said, “I’m with a friend. He w
Sasha's POVMargaret’s face was twisted with anger.She was already a mess, but now she looked even worse.She saw her dream lover, but he walked straight over to me and said I was his girlfriend.Ronaldo was stunned when he heard Valentino’s words.He looked at me.I didn’t say anything."This is my spot," Valentino said, standing next to Ronaldo."I’m sorry," Ronaldo said as he stood up and apologized to Valentino.Then he turned and walked away without looking at Margaret.Margaret got up alone, feeling the strange looks from everyone around her. She ran off.The dining room was silent.Everyone went back to their meals. Margaret had just made a fool of herself and then left."Thank you," I said, looking up at Valentino."Why don’t we have a more concrete contract marriage?" Valentino suddenly suggested."Ah?" I was shocked.Did I hear him right? A more concrete contract marriage?"Let’s change our previous contract and get married like for real," Valentino said. "I need a real wif
Sasha's POV I walked in to find Valentino sitting on the sofa with a tense expression. Even after hanging up the phone, his face still looked grim.I felt a bit upset.He was clearly bothered that I went to see Gabriel.“Sasha, I haven’t started cooking yet.” Rose said, looking at Valentino with a twitching mouth. She mentioned earlier that she’d prepare a full meal but hadn’t done anything yet.“You can cook now,” Valentino said coldly.If he hadn’t said that, I would have come back too late.“Alright, boss, I’ll get started,” Rose said, going to the kitchen to begin cooking.Not long after, I came back home.As soon as I walked in, I saw Rose busy in the kitchen. What Valentino said about Rose cooking a full meal didn’t seem to be happening. Rose hadn’t even started preparing a full spread.I looked at Valentino with suspicion.“Didn’t you say Rose had already prepared a meal?”“Rose said she would make a full meal for you,” Valentino replied with a stern face. Even sitting on the
Valentino’s POV I promised if I found Sasha, I was going to make her my wife. This time for real and no longer would she be a placeholder. “Arrgh,” I screamed as Jared let me in on Sasha being kidnapped by that fool, Dave Martin. I had beaten him to a bulb and had him leave her alone. After all these years, all these moments, he had been lurking, laying siege to Sasha, and I..I foolishly let her leave into harm’s way. Sasha was a beautiful bird and a lot of predators were circling her, trying to take advantage of her. “Get me Dave on the line, Jared,” my voice hurried as I threw my fists in the air. “Dave Partner boss?” Jared questioned. I didn’t know if to smack his face or to laugh this over with but there were no jokes tonight. Only thing on my mind was getting Sasha back, here with me, whole and as my real wife. “Fuck it Jared, I’m talking about Dave Martin, get him on the line now. Didn’t you just tell me he’s the one who’s got Sasha and you're talking some gibberish.”
Sasha’s POV “Let me go…please..let..me..g…” I had a wood plank on my head and I lost consciousness. It was at this moment I wished I had not run away from Valentino. Problems seemed to follow me each time I was away from him. He was a refuge and a strong fortress for me and this time, more than ever, I hoped he’d found me. I felt a weight over my body as I slowly gained consciousness. Studying the environment, I opened my right eye slowly, as it hurt so much, and my head hurt so much to open even my very own eyes. I was tied up in a chair and I couldn’t tell where exactly I was but it didn’t seem like a warehouse. I could tell this was someone’s house but couldn’t tell who exactly it was. “I am blindfolded so how do I even know where this is,” I uttered under my breath. Maybe I should scream and some passer-by could come to my rescue or call the police and I could get out of here. I didn’t want any of those men who must have brought me here to find me here. They were damn mea
Sasha’s POV “What was that?” I yelled, my voice shaking with frustration. I couldn’t believe Emilia had let me down like this. She was the only one I had trusted with my secret, the only person who knew exactly where I was. I had begged her not to tell anyone until I was far away, safe in Spain. And now, it felt like everything was crashing down around me. I felt this deep pain in my chest like someone was pressing down on me with the weight of a thousand boulders. Everything I loved had been ripped away from me. My family was gone, my company had been stolen from me, and even Valentino—my Valentino—was no longer by my side. There was nothing left for me here. Nothing. But when I heard Valentino’s voice over the phone, it did something to me. It was like a tiny spark in a room full of darkness. My heart, which had felt so cold and broken, suddenly stirred with the smallest flicker of life. “I can’t do this anymore,” I whispered, talking to no one but myself. “I can’t stay here.
Valentino's POV I grab Emilia’s phone and frantically try to call Sasha, but I can’t get through. Frustrated, I look at Emilia coldly and ask, "Do you know where she is? What do you know about her?" "I... I don’t know," Emilia says, frowning. "Sasha is being super careful this time. She didn’t tell me where she’s staying. She said you might come looking for her through me, so she didn’t want to risk it because she thinks I can't keep a secret." Emilia pouts, looking all upset. "But it's late. Maybe she's already asleep, so not picking up isn’t that weird." Jared turns to me. "What about tomorrow?" I frown, thinking it over for a second. "Track her number. Find out where Sasha is," I say, determined. "Alright, I’ll get someone to track her phone and find her," Jared replies, nodding. Emilia just watches us, looking a little confused. She pouts again, like she’s thinking something over, but doesn’t say anything after a while. Finally, she shrugs. "You guys do your thing. I’m
Sasha's POV Fred and I are really funny after we drink too much. We keep guessing things and playing games, and we hold each other a lot.Gabriel looks annoyed as he tries to separate us, not wanting us to keep holding on to each other."Enough already! Stop it!" Gabriel frowns and says, "You’re both drunk.""We're not drunk!""Yeah, you’re the one who's drunk!" We both stare at him for a moment and then start laughing.Gabriel looks frustrated as he watches us, knowing he can’t change our minds.Luckily, Fred and I pass out after drinking. That gives Gabriel some time to clean up after us.Over the next two days, I talked with Gabriel and Fred about starting a film company in the United States.In the end, Gabriel agrees that Fred and I can work together to plan this film company.…Valentino's POV I keep searching for Sasha, but with Gabriel and Sandra causing problems for me, I haven’t heard from her at all.Jared comes to my house and tells me what he’s found during his search.
Valentino's POV Sasha disappeared, and for two days, I, Valentino, searched for her, but I couldn’t find her anywhere.Jared was looking everywhere too. He tried all kinds of things, but it felt like someone was always getting in the way. Many surveillance cameras had been hacked, and some videos were missing, so he couldn’t find Sasha directly.I was left with no choice but to use the simplest method: sending a lot of people to ask about Sasha’s whereabouts.All over the city, people were taking photos of Sasha, trying to find out where she was.But no one knew where she had gone.It was like she had vanished completely.I was losing my mind. I couldn’t believe Sasha had disappeared from my life, and I just couldn’t accept it.“It’s time for you to eat, sir,” one of the maids said, sounding worried about me. I had lost a lot of weight in just two days. “Even if you don’t eat, your wife might not show up. You should have a good meal. I don’t think she would want to see you like this.
Sasha's POV I looked at Gabriel like he was an idiot. "If I went to be a cook with this kind of skill, I'd probably get myself killed..."Seriously, who doesn’t know how to make hot pot? It’s just tossing everything into a pot to cook. When I was studying abroad and craved hot pot, I used to make it in my dorm all the time."Really? It all looks so delicious. You seem pretty talented. How could you get yourself killed? If anyone dares to mess with you, I'll take care of them first," Gabriel said, grabbing his chopsticks to sneak a taste.Once I finished setting the table, I told him, "Sit down and eat.""Alright," he replied.But just as Gabriel was about to sit, the doorbell rang."Who is it?" I asked, looking at him."I'll go check. Maybe it's some big star!" Gabriel joked as he ran to the door, chatting briefly with whoever was outside.From the sound of it, it seemed like more than one person had shown up. A little curious, I peeked out and saw a familiar face.Why is he here?I
Sasha's POV The maid stopped me as I was leaving and asked, "Where are you going, ma'am?"It seemed like she was confused about why I was leaving. Everyone always thought my husband and I were close, so this sudden departure must've seemed strange. Maybe they thought Sandra had some evil plan to push me out.The maids didn’t trust Sandra. They knew she wasn’t a good person, and it seemed like they wanted me to stay.I smiled at the maid and said, "I'm leaving. I'll see you later."I tried to walk out with my head held high, pretending everything was okay. But inside, I was breaking. I was sad, hurt, and didn’t want to leave at all.As I walked out, I could feel Sandra’s eyes on me. I knew she was smiling, satisfied with herself. With me gone, she probably thought she could hide better and make Valentino forget about me.The maids were glaring at Sandra, clearly not happy with her. But she didn’t care. She knew she would be the lady of the house soon and could treat them however she l
Valentino's POV I came back home, but I couldn’t sleep all night.Early the next morning, my phone rang. It was my grandfather telling me to come back to the old house.“I got it. I’ll be there soon,” I replied before hanging up.After changing into a fresh set of clothes, I went to Sasha’s room. She drank too much last night and stayed up late, so she was still fast asleep. Her sleeping posture was a bit messy, almost childlike, but she looked so cute.I tucked her in before heading downstairs.“My wife is still sleeping. When she wakes up, make sure to prepare some breakfast and soup to help with the hangover. If she’s not feeling well, call a doctor to check on her. I’m heading out.”“Yes, sir.”I drove off, leaving the maids to continue their work. I overheard them talking about yesterday and how drunk my wife had gotten.But one thing was clear—they knew I cared about her. They’d make sure she was well taken care of.I pulled up in front of the old house in my car. As I stepped