SASHA’S POVI sat across Xander at the long dining table. His mother, Mrs. Devon sat at the head, smiling warmly. The dining room was elegant, with soft, golden lights illuminating the room. The table was set with fine china and silverware, and the aroma of roasted chicken and fresh vegetables filled the air.We hadn't eaten together like this in a long time. I knew his mom must have emotionally blackmailed him to come home. Xander rarely came home for dinners or anything anymore.The silence was heavy as we ate. I glanced at Xander, who was focused on his plate, chewing slowly. Mrs. Devon tried to break the silence."Sasha, how is your work going?" she asked, her voice cheerful.I looked up and smiled. "It's going well, thank you. I've been busy with new projects."Xander didn't even look up. He stabbed a piece of chicken with his fork and stuffed it into his mouth. Mrs. Devon noticed his lack of response and tried again."Xander, how is work at the company? Anything new?" she aske
XANDER’S POVHow could I have been so blind? I almost married Sasha. Finding out how wicked she was made me question my choices.I needed to get out of the house. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door. Just as I reached for the handle, my mom stepped in front of me, blocking my way.“Where are you going, Xander?” she asked sweetly. “Won’t you join me for dinner?”“I don’t have time, Mom,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.Her face fell, and she looked at me with sad eyes. “You haven’t had time for me lately, Xander. Can’t you spare a few minutes for your mother?”I sighed. I knew what she was doing, and it worked. “Alright, Mom. I’ll join you for dinner.”She smiled, and we walked to the dining room together. My heart sank when I saw Sasha sitting at the table, a smug look on her face. My mood darkened. This was why my mom insisted on me joining her for dinner. I sat down across from Sasha, trying to keep my composure.“How was work today, Xander?” Sasha asked, her voic
SASHA’S POVI entered the room and collapsed to the floor. What the hell was that? Xander just made it clear that he didn’t trust me. Does he know anything? There was no way he could have found out. It was just me and Adeline in that office, so there was no way he could have found evidence. Why did he have such an outburst?I sat there, breathing hard, feeling my heart race. The room was quiet, but my mind was loud and I was restless. I couldn't stay still.I got up and paced around, The more I thought about it, the more worried I became."Why did Xander act that way?" I muttered to myself. "He never behaved like this before."I walked to the window and looked outside replaying the scene in my head. Xander's angry face, his harsh words. It made no sense. He had no reason to doubt me. I had been careful, and didn’t let anything slip.I checked the clock. It was late, but I couldn't sleep. I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable po
ADELINE’S POVI woke up that morning feeling groggy and a bit disoriented. The early morning light filtering through the curtains.I rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms. Just as I was about to drift back to sleep, my phone chimed. I picked it up, squinting at the bright screen.It was a text from Xander. The message read, "I've got the recording. I'll put it to good use. It's only a matter of time till you're out." My heart raced as I read the words. I closed my phone and took a deep breath, stretching my arms again."I know he'll do the right thing," I muttered to myself. But my mind was restless. I couldn't just lie there in bed. I needed to do something, anything, to calm my nerves.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. The floor was cold beneath my feet. I grabbed my robe and wrapped it around myself. The house was quiet as I walked down the hallway to the kitchen.The smell of coffee always helped to wake me up, so I decided to make a pot. I filled the kettle
SASHA’S POVI stared at the text from my ex-husband in horror. My hands trembled, and the phone almost slipped from my grasp. "Meet me at Cafe Nine," it read. My mind raced. What did he want? Why now? There was no way I could go back to him.It was true he was still technically my husband, but I wanted Xander. I couldn't risk him catching me speaking to him.I paced the room thinking of what to do. I had left that life behind. But now, with this text, it felt like the past was clawing its way back to me.I sank into the chair, feeling distraught. I needed to go, to find a way to make him disappear from my life forever.But how? What if someone saw me? What if Xander found out?I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I had to do this. I had to meet him and tell him to leave me alone for good. I couldn't let him ruin everything I had worked so hard to build.I decided to go in disguise. I couldn't risk being recognized. I pulled out a cap and a scarf from my closet. The cap was
SASHA’S POVI had been at home for a few days without going out. I couldn’t go anywhere because Andre would follow me everywhere. It was driving me crazy. If I went to a restaurant, I’d see him sitting across from me, smiling that annoying smile. When I went to the mall, he’d be there too, trailing behind me like a second shadow. No matter how much I tried to convince him that we were done, he just wouldn’t leave me alone.One day, I decided to go to my favorite cafe. I thought maybe I could enjoy a quiet moment with a cup of coffee. But as soon as I sat down, I saw Andre walk in. He looked around, spotted me, and walked over with a grin.“Hello, Sasha,” he said, sitting down uninvited.“Andre, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.“I’m just here to see you,” he replied. “I miss you.”I sighed, feeling my frustration rise. “Andre, we are done. I’ve moved on. You need to move on too.”He shook his head. “I can’t. You’re my wife.”“We were married,” I cor
ADELINE’S POVI had been trying to reach Andre. He had suddenly gone missing, which was weird because he always made sure to call and tell me how Sasha reacted to his disturbances. Andre seemed to be enjoying causing trouble for Sasha, and he always kept me updated.I paced around my room, biting my nails. "Why isn't he answering?" I muttered to myself. I picked up my phone and dialed his number again, but it went straight to voicemail. "Andre, it's Adeline. Call me back as soon as you get this."An hour passed, then two. Still no word from Andre. My worry grew stronger. I decided to call my secretary, Clarissa. "Clarissa, come to my house, please," I said immediately she picked up. A few minutes later, "Clarissa, I need you to find Andre," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "He hasn't called me, and I can't reach him."She nodded. "I'll find out where he is"I watched as she left the room, feeling a pit of dread forming in my stomach. I sat down at my desk and tried to focu
SASHA’S POVI woke up with a start. My heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking. The same thought raced through my mind;how would I leave the house today? Andre was always popping up wherever I went. He had been stalking me, making my life a living hell. I couldn't escape him, no matter how hard I tried. I had done everything to get him to leave me alone but it was like talking to a mule, he never listened and seemed to be having fun.I rolled over in bed and stared at the ceiling. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room. I felt trapped. What if he was waiting outside right now? What if he followed me again? I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing thoughts.Suddenly, my phone rang. I jumped, my heart skipping a beat. I grabbed it from the nightstand and saw Tristan's name on the screen. My hands shook as I answered the call."Sasha," Tristan's voice was calm, almost cold. "Andre is dead."I gasped, unable to believe what I
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,