SASHA’S POVXander was unusually quiet and grumpy. He barely said a word to me all morning. I tried to ignore it, but his mood was affecting mine. By the time afternoon rolled around, I felt like I was suffocating.I meet Xander’s mom who has been acting clingy since I came back from the hospital.“Is everything okay, Sasha?” she asked, her eyes full of concern.I forced a smile. “Yeah, everything’s fine. I think I should head home, though. My dad wants me back early tonight.”She nodded, still looking worried. “Alright, dear. Take care.”I left their house and texted my friends. It had been days since I had a proper drink or a smoke, and I was craving both. My friends were quick to respond, and we made plans to hit up a club we hadn’t been to in a while.By the time I got to the club, the music was already pumping. The bass was so loud I could feel it in my chest. The flashing lights made everything seem surreal. I pushed my way through the crowd, spotting them at the bar. They were
SASHA’S POVI returned from my morning run, breathing heavily and my face flushed from the exercise. I’ve been trying to fit the role of a perfect daughter in law; working out, learning about business and eating healthy to impress Xander’s mom. I hated waking up early and the morning air felt so cold since it was spring and I felt like passing out each time. I rounded the corner to the house when I saw Xander stepping out of the front door. He looked sharp in his suit, and I knew he was going to the company. I slowed down, catching his eye."Xander," I called out, wiping sweat from my brow.He turned and smiled, walking towards me. "Morning, Sasha." He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I blinked, taken aback. "What's going on? Why are you leaving so early?"He glanced at his watch, looking a bit guilty. "I'm sorry, Sasha. I have to go to the office. There's a lot to do.""But we were supposed to pick flowers today," I protested. "And the ring. Remember?"Xander sighe
SASHA’S POV The rumor wasn’t getting any better. In fact, it was growing like wildfire. Everyone and their mom was talking about Xander and Adeline and how good they looked together. Two powerful CEOs looking amazing. Their clip was everywhere on social media and I couldn’t relax. The worst part was when Ben, my henchman from Xander’s company, told me they had received tons of requests for Xander and Adeline to appear together. Even advertisement offers worth millions of dollars to feature both of them. I was fuming and nothing could calm me down. I needed to stay calm, I told myself. I couldn’t let Xander know I was aware of the offers since he didn’t mention it to me. I went down to the garden where I saw Xander’s mom, Mrs. Devon. She had been sending out invites for my engagement and was staying busy, trying to make sure everything was perfect. “Sasha!” she called, all smiles. I met her with a look of sorrow on my face. “Mrs. Devon,” I started, my voice trembling, “Are you
ADELINE’S POVI walked down the hallway, towards the elevator my high heels clicking furiously on the polished floor. My secretary, followed me keeping a comfortable distance, clutching a stack of files. I haven’t felt this furious in a while. "Reject every advertisement offer with Xander," I snapped, not bothering to look back at her. "Any show offer, anything that has Xander or his company on it.""Got it." She nodded, her voice tense.Nothing had prepared me for how viral the clip of us talking at the show had gone. The internet had exploded, our conversation dissected and re-edited into countless versions. My company website was getting so much traffic and everything I wore on the show was sold out. We were getting thousands of emails, and the media had dubbed us the "couple of the century." It was absurd, the world seemed convinced we were soulmates. .I got to the last floor entered my office and collapsed into my chair, my head pounding. The constant buzz of my phone and the
SASHA’S POVI sat in my room, staring at the wall. My makeup half done, brushes and palettes scattered across the vanity.I kept thinking about Adeline. It had been days since the news broke out that she caused my miscarriage, and since then, there had been nothing but silence from her. No rebuttal, no statement, no press conference. Just silence. It was like she didn’t even care.The public wasn't convinced she did it either. Instead, they rallied behind her. Online, comments defended her, fan edits praised her beauty, and people insisted that jealousy was the root of all the accusations. They pointed to her charity work, painting her as a saint and I was infuriated.I had to spend a lot of money, paying gossip companies to leave hate messages using bots and write articles about how she should quit the company.But none of it affected Adeline. Instead, it seemed to make her fan base stronger. They supported her strongly.My phone buzzed, and I put the brush down and went over and p
XANDER’S POVI stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself. My dark hair was neatly combed, and my suit was perfectly tailored. Today was the day. Today, I was getting engaged to Sasha. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. This was the right thing to do. I repeated those words in my head over and over again.“It’s what’s best for both of us.” I adjusted my tie and tried to smile. The reflection smiled back, but it didn’t reach my eyes. I knew that marrying Sasha made sense. Our families were both powerful, and this engagement would unite two of the biggest business conglomerates in the country. It was a union that everyone had been waiting for, especially my mother and also Sasha has been my girlfriend for so long.Speaking of my mother, I heard her voice outside the door. She knocked softly before entering.“Xander, are you ready?” she asked, her face lighting up with a smile as she walked in.“Yes, Mom. Just a bit nervous, I guess,” I admitted, turning to face her.
ADELINE’S POVI walked to my wardrobe, knowing exactly what I was looking for. My fingers grazed the many dresses hanging in a neat row until they landed on the one I hadn't had the chance to wear yet; the green Meshki dress.I pulled it out and held it up against my body, I could already imagine how it would look on me. The color would surely make my greenish-amber eyes pop and today was the perfect day to wear it.I slipped out of my pajamas and into the dress. The fabric hugged my curves perfectly, making me feel elegant and powerful. I still couldn't believe Sasha had the guts to send me an invitation to her engagement party. She wanted me there to relish and gloat in my pain, It was almost laughable, except it hurt too much to be funny. She wanted me there to gloat, to show off how she had 'won.' But today, I decided I would show her she made a big mistake spreading fake news about me.My outfit, hair and makeup looked great so I grabbed my car keys. I reminded myself how I
SASHA’S POVThe day had finally arrived. My engagement day. I could hardly believe it. I sat in the hotel room, feeling excited and nervous. The room was spacious, with a large window that let in the morning light.I sat facing the window looking out at the city, trying to calm my racing heart. I was so happy, I could hardly contain my joy, After all these years I was finally going to be Xander’s fiancée and it was going to be a private proposal, it was going to be a very public proposal."Good morning, Sasha!" The cheerful voice of Mia, the makeup artist, broke through my thoughts. She wheeled her cart of supplies into the room, her smile very bright."Good morning, Mia!" I replied, smiling back at her. "I'm so glad you're here.""Are you ready to become the most beautiful lady in this city?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.I laughed, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks. "I hope so!"Mia set to work, chatting happily as she applied foundation and blush. "So, tell me, how
ADELINE’S POV***I woke up slowly, feeling so groggy and disoriented. My body was so heavy and there was a dull pain in my side. I did not know why but the pain had my head hammering. I blinked against the bright light in the room and that was when I realised that I was not alone. A lot of questions ran through my mind as I wondered what had happened and why I was here. Someone was sitting next to me and there seemed to be a shocked look on their face when our eyes met. "Adeline?" The familiar voice came through. It was soft, like silk. I turned my head and sock Xander sitting right by my side. I felt an instant wave of relief and my heart swelled. I was so scared before this happened, so scared that something bad had happened to him but seeing him right here with me did a very good job with pushing off the pain for a little while. He was here with me, alive and okay. I blinked back the tears that were already starting to form. And that was the moment everything slowly started to c
FLORAL.I could barely breathe as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles were already white. I knew what Tristan was planning and I couldn't let it happen because it opposed everything that we worked for. Yes, I knew he wanted to take revenge on those who put him in prison but if he was going to do that, he should go face Adeline's old man, not Adeline. She was innocent and did nothing to him. I was not going to let him hurt her, not after I'd met her. Of course she was going to be a problem if I wanted to get to Xander but she was innocent and she was a good woman. I had to stop Tristan no matter what it was going to take. The streets blurred past me as I sped down the road. My heart was pounding so loud in my ears that I drowned out everything else. Tristan couldn't kill Adeline. Not like this. Not over some twisted sense of revenge. I didn't know how I ended up in this mess. It wasn't supposed to be my fight. But here I was driving, driving madly towards the one person who cou
ADELINE'S POV***My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I dialed my grandfather's number. I could barely think straight now as my thoughts were all over the place. It felt like my mind was running a hundred miles per hour but I wasn't going anywhere. What was I going to do now that it was clear Xander was in danger. I didn't even know where I was going to start from. How the hell was I going to find him? And it was clear from the foregoing that Matt had had the one behind this whole thing. He had abducted Xander and his phone was enough proof for that. He had also put on a mask to make me think that was Xander. That son of a bitch really did all this only to die a very disgraceful death. That was exactly what he deserved. But what if he'd killed Xander? The thought brought back the fear that was already building up. I needed to do something, and I hoped my grandfather would be able to step in with his connections. If it didn't work then I had no idea what else would. All I could think ab
FLORAL’S POV***I didn't know Adeline was in the house when I stepped out of my room. The moment I saw her standing there, my heart dropped. I should have been more careful. What was I thinking, walking out like that? But it was too late-- she had already seen me so there was no need to do anything suspicious now. But maybe there was still time, I thought to myself, glancing at her before I tried to duck back into the shadows. However, Xander’s mother, ever the gracious host, was quick to introduce me once she noticed I was behind her. "Adeline, this is my daughter, Floral," she said, gesturing to me with a proud smile. "Floral doesn't come around often." Adeline turned to me, scanning my face for a second and I held my breath. This was very bad because if she ever got to remember who I was, that was if she didn't know already, I was doomed. My palms were starting to sweat as I braced myself for her reaction. Would she recognise me? Would she say something? But instead, she smiled
ADELINE’S POV***I couldn't stop thinking about Xander. He hadn't come back since the day he told me he was going to stay at his mom’s house and I was disturbed because it could be the place where all his problems had started. Him acting weird must have been from there. He had been complaining about his sister before he came back and then everything had changed. He rarely talked to me and now he no longer complained about her. A lot of things were going on that I should be told about. But nobody was saying anything and it worried me so much. I wished someone could just let me know what was happening. But Xander was the only person I could talk to. He was the only one who knew what his problem was. It wasn't like him to just disappear like this, especially now that there was nothing bothering him, well, nothing that I knew of. He should have checked in lately but I'd heard nothing. My heart felt heavy as I paced around the living room. If I hadn't called him yesterday to know if he
FLORAL’S POV***I watched from a distance as Matt got out of his car and entered the pub. My heart raced but I had to keep my composure because this was going to work. It was either this night or never. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I needed to find out who he really was. I had suspected for a while that something was off about him, and now I was going to prove it. I quickly made my way to his car, careful not to draw attention. The street was quiet, and only the occasional sound of passing cars in the distance was the only thing I heard. I approached his car and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Then, I reached into my bag and pulled out the small hidden camera I had planted earlier. I couldn't risk leaving it there for too long, just in case he checked his car for anything suspicious. My hands shook slightly as I retrieved the camera, but I was careful to keep my movements steady. Once I had it, I slipped it back in my bag and quickly walked away, blend
XANDER’S POV***I tried to move but my body would not cooperate because every inch of me was hurting and it was starting to make me feel very dizzy. I was very worried because I did not want to pass out here because nobody would see me if I needed medical attention so I had to fight off every form of hazy feeling until I was sure that I was ok. My arms, my legs, my ribs- they were all on fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten because my stomach was already growling and I was too weak to care. But do you think that terrified me the most was the fact that the room was very dark and there was nobody around. I could only help but picture that I had been left alone in some kind of Warehouse to die. My heart pounded very fast when I thought of that and as much as I told myself that his Men could be outside, there was still a possibility that they had left me alone here to die. I didn't even know if it was day or night because time had lost its meaning. I had tried to escape
TRISTAN’S POV***The weight of everything that had happened finally stayed to lift lift from shoulders. Sasha was dead. The hit man had done his job perfectly as there was no trace or evidence of who had done it. I felt so relieved because with her gone, there was no one left to testify against me, no one who could point fingers if things went wrong. That was the hardest mission so I guessed the rest would be very easy from here onwards. Now, I just had to take care of Adeline and Xander, before I could disappear. My time was coming, and I couldn't wait for it. I smiled to myself as I thought of my plan. Once they are gone, I'd be free to leave this place. But in the meantime I had to control everything from the shadows. I was happy that I had the capable hands. Sometimes I wished that this was the last mission, but then I was reminded that it was time to put my head down and do the rest. There was no promise of a better future if the rest were still alive. Thankfully, I had it all
SASHA’S POV***I sat on the cold, hard bed in my cell, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day, just like every other day in this place. The routine, the noise and the walls closing in on me felt unbearable but that morning, something changed. My mother called. I was surprised when the guard came to inform me that I had a call. I thought they had abandoned me, that she had left me here to rot and die just like my father had abandoned us. And I wouldn't blame her for what happened because she was just as miserable as I was. The guard escorted me out of myself and walked me to the phone stand. My heart was drumming when I picked it up. Has something bad happened? Or was she going to just tell me that the divorce had been finalised? If it was the latter, I didn't want to hear anything about it. Since my father had decided to give up on me, I didn't want anything to do with him again. I listened in on the phone and her voice came through. "Sasha, honey." Her voice was so sweet,