Ethan Leo knew he needed to figure out if last night was a set-up orchestrated by his stepbrother to manipulate him out of his position as the president of the Leo Empire. Seated on a couch in the presidential room of one of the family-owned hotels, now under his ownership, memories of last night's intense and satisfying events flashed in his mind. It was the first time he felt such intimacy, which troubled him because he never wanted to develop feelings.
Interrupting his thoughts, a knock at the door prompted him to say, "Come in," confident who would enter. "Here she is, sir?" reported one of his bodyguards. "Thank you, you may leave," Ethan replied, and the bodyguard nodded before exiting the room. Standing before him was Sasha Brooks, her fingers interlocked, but her trembling knees betrayed her anxiety. Observing this, Ethan chuckled, realizing she was afraid of him. That fear, he thought, would make it easier to extract the information he needed. "How dare you seduce me?" Ethan asked, looking coldly into Sasha's eyes, which she attempted to avoid. "No, boss, I wouldn't dare," Sasha replied shakily. Upon hearing her voice, Ethan felt something he couldn't quite comprehend. What had this woman done to him? "You're afraid, and you should be. You, a mere cleaner in my hotel, dare to climb into my bed." "I didn't, boss. I only came because I was told to clean something here. When I walked into the room, you were drunk, and you pulled me into your bed. Sir, I am willing to resign. I don't want any trouble, sir." Ethan sensed that she was telling the truth. Everyone in town feared him; he was unafraid to kill and wouldn't hesitate to eliminate anyone who betrayed him. At age six, his pet rabbit was killed by him with his bare hands. He was a cold-hearted man, and everyone knew not to seduce him. "If I find out you lied to me, I'll gouge your eyes out and feed them to my dog. You better not have had a hand in drugging me yesterday," he warned. "I swear, sir, I had no hand in it," Sasha answered. Ethan found her intriguing as his eyes wandered over her biracial appearance and striking features. He wasn't ready to let her go just yet. "Here's what we're going to do," he declared in an authoritative voice, leaning back on the couch. "You'll keep coming to me every night, and I'll do everything for you." "What? That's crazy," Sasha said, furious. "Last night was clearly a mistake." Did she call a mistake with Ethan Leo a mistake? Ethan couldn't believe the audacity this woman had. "Mistake? You work for me; therefore, I own you," Ethan snapped at her. "Just because I work for you doesn't mean you own me. I don't belong to you or anyone but myself. Besides, I have a fiancé." Ethan stood up, his face expressionless and cold. A tall man with fair skin and striking blue eyes, he looked like a Greek god. Walking towards her, Sasha felt her heart pounding. Ethan Leo, the eldest son and president of the Leo Empire, was known to be ruthless and a monster. How had she gotten involved with this man? He pushed her into a corner, gently stroking her face before grabbing her neck. "You must not know that everything in this city belongs to me; I am the law here. Every inch of you belongs to me – your dreams, aspirations, hopes, thoughts, life, and heart. After yesterday, you became mine, and I will make you see that," he declared, pushing her to the floor. As he walked out the door, Ethan said, "Wait for my call, and make sure to break things off with your fiancé. I don't share my woman." His woman? Sasha couldn't believe her ears. She had only met the man yesterday; he was crazy to ask her to break things off with Brat. She wouldn't do such a thing. He couldn't be powerful enough to make her leave the love of her life. He was being ridiculous. Sasha dragged herself up from the floor, her body aching with the remnants of last night's horror. The memory of Ethan, drunk and merciless, forcing himself on her was still painfully vivid. The soreness she felt this morning was a cruel reminder of his violation. Ethan had even dared to blame her for what had happened, showing no hint of remorse. The rage boiled inside her; she hated him with every fiber. But what could she do? The Ethan Leo was untouchable in their city. His word was law, and anyone who dared to oppose him faced certain ruin. She knew she needed to escape him immediately and quit her job. The shrill ring of her phone jolted her back to reality. Seeing the caller ID, her heart dropped. "Is Chris okay?" she blurted out as soon as she answered. "Whoa, take it easy," Dr. Jack's calm voice came through the line. "Your brother is stable, although he's still in a coma." "Oh, thank God. So why are you calling?" she asked, a mix of relief and anxiety in her voice. "The hospital told me they haven't received any payments for Chris's treatment for the past three months. They're threatening to discharge him." "What?" Sasha's anger flared. "You mean my dad hasn't paid the hospital bills for three months?" "Yes." "That son of a gun," Sasha fumed. "We had a deal, and now he's backtracking." Silence hung heavily between them, the weight of the situation pressing down. "Please tell them I'll get the money. I just need a little time to sort it out." "Don't worry, I already paid," Jack said. "Oh, Jack, you didn't need to do that, but thank you," Sasha said, her voice trembling with gratitude and near tears. "I'll pay you back." "You don't have to; we're childhood friends. I'd do anything for you." "But you need the money to pay off your student loans; I insist I'll pay you back." Jack let out a soft, resigned laugh. "You can't help it, can you? You don't like receiving help. Alright, kiddo, see you when I see you. Bye." "Thank you, Jack. I appreciate you so much. I promise I'll pay you back." "Okay then," Jack said as he ended the call. Sasha stared at her phone, disbelief mingling with anger. Her father had reneged on their deal, proving once again what a cold monster he was, abandoning his own son in his time of need. She would give him peace of her mind and find another job. She had to pay Jack back; he came from a struggling background and had worked tirelessly to finish university. She refused to let him sacrifice for her. Her pride and determination surged; she would not burden her friends with her problems. First, though, she had to quit her job. She picked up her phone and dialed Eve's number. "Hello, Eve. Is there still a vacancy at the nightclub where you work?" Sasha asked, her resolve firm as she walked out of the room.Jonathan Leo stayed silent while he endured thirty minutes of scolding from his mother, Lilly Leo. She was very pissed on the other end of the phone, and she did not try to hide it."How could you fail to set your brother up with the girl we had arranged for him?" Lilly fumed. "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to drug your brother? We finally got him, and you ruined it by not putting our girl in that room. We might never get this chance again.""Calm down, Maa," Jonathan said, trying to diffuse the situation. "I'll think of something.""You'd better," Lilly snapped. "Find the girl he was with, give her an offer she can't refuse, and make her talk to the media. She needs to tell them she was raped. That's the only way we can get the shareholders to want to remove him as the company's CEO. They won't want something like that to spoil or be associated with the company's image. That's the only way you can be in charge,""Do I have to be in charge?" Jonathan said before he could s
Ethan sat relaxed in the back seat of his black 2023 Prado while his personal assistant, Peter Stroke, read out the information he'd requested earlier. The air inside the car was tense as Peter began, "Her name is Sasha Brooks. She has a younger brother, Chris Brooks, who's been in a coma for six months after an accident." Ethan's jaw tightened, but he stayed silent. "She also has two half-siblings, twins Amanda and Dean Brooks, who are two months older than her. Their father, Charles Brooks, was still in a relationship with his first love while married to Sasha's mother, Linda Miller, heiress of the Miller family. Sasha only found out about the twins two years ago after her mother passed away. Charles then married his first love, Lilly Sanders. He brought her and the twins into the family, taking over the Miller properties and businesses." Ethan's anger simmered as Peter relayed the information. He didn't fully understand why he cared so much, but something inside him wanted to pr
Sasha sat quietly beside her brother, Chris, in the dimly lit hospital room. Her eyes were fixed on his pale face, which looked peaceful yet distant. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor punctuated the heavy silence, a reminder of the thin thread of life that still connected Chris to the world.The room was filled with the typical paraphernalia of a hospital setting for a comatose patient. An IV stand stood next to Chris's bed, tubes snaking down to his arm, delivering essential fluids and medications. A vase with fresh flowers on the bedside table added a touch of color and hope to the sterile environment. A get-well-soon card, filled with heartfelt messages from friends and family, rested against it.Medical equipment surrounded the bed: a ventilator to assist Chris's breathing, a feeding tube ensuring he received necessary nutrients, and various machines monitoring his vital signs. The air was cool and clean, with a faint antiseptic scent. A small window allowed a sliver of su
Sasha paid the taxi driver and bolted out, running into the clubhouse. She stopped at the reception desk where a young white woman, looking to be in her early twenties, sat. Amidst her heavy breathing, Sasha managed to say she was the new cleaner and was asked to start work that evening. The receptionist nodded and led her to the changing room for staff, where Eve was waiting.Sasha saw various lockers inside the changing room, each bearing a staff member's name. Eve stood before a locker with her name, her afro full enough to cover her shoulders. Her hourglass figure complemented her glowing black skin and beautifully structured face. With full lips and a pointed nose, she looked like a goddess. Sasha watched as Eve changed into her work attire, a provocative lingerie set. Eve was a stripper at the clubhouse, but not just any stripper—she danced exclusively for VIPs who rented the various secret rooms in the building, not like the regular strippers who danced at the poles in the nig
Ethan was sure someone was in the wardrobe. He wondered who would dare spy on him, but it didn't matter; whoever it was would be as good as dead. He signaled his men to form a semicircle around the wardrobe, pointing his gun towards it as he opened the door."Don't shoot, please!" a terrified Sasha screamed.Ethan stopped immediately, recognizing her. He turned around and blocked his men from seeing who it was. "Take the bodies out and dump them near the beach. I’ll handle this," he ordered. The men did as they were instructed.He turned back to the woman who had occupied his thoughts for 24 hours. She looked so tiny in his presence, shaking and scared.“Please don’t harm me,” she begged, her voice trembling. “I came to clean up the room, and time went by. That’s why I was still here. When I heard you coming in, I hid in the wardrobe. Please don’t kill me.”Something about her fear turned him on. He let out a dry laugh and walked toward her, pressing her against the wardrobe. “But yo
Sasha could not believe she had slept with Ethan again. She couldn't understand why her body couldn't resist him. Why was she so infatuated with this man? This was very bad. She knew she was attracted to Ethan, but why on earth would she be attracted to Hades of all people? Fear ran down her spine. The fact that she had laid with the most dangerous man in the country was terrifying. He was someone she couldn't afford to offend. The way he killed those two men without remorse was scary, but something in her wanted to be pulled into his world. She didn't mind being with him, which surprised her. Was she willing to learn to kill just to be in hell with him? What was wrong with her? She had spent only two nights with this man and was already losing her senses. She needed a way to escape him. She needed to focus on Hue, her fiancé, who had been so good to her. She felt bad for cheating on him, but she honestly didn’t feel bad about cheating with Ethan. Even though he was the devil himself,
The ride to her dad's mansion took at least thirty minutes. When Sasha stepped into the grand estate, nostalgia from her childhood washed over her. She remembered when they were a happy family, her mother greeting her with a smile at the door she had just passed through."Have a seat, young madam," Mr. David said. "I'll go let your father know you're here.""Thank you," she replied, sitting on the yellow C-curved couch. The sitting room had changed a lot since she last saw it; the walls were now a milky pink, a departure from the green she remembered. The pictures of her, her brother, and her mother no longer hung on the walls. She couldn't believe her once-loving father had become a monster she could no longer recognize. He had been having an affair while married to her mother, and her half-siblings were older than her. She despised them, especially Amanda, who had bullied her ever since they came into her life.Sasha remembered the day her father brought Lilly and the twins home. Sh
Charles felt a surge of nervousness as he anticipated facing his younger daughter. Sasha had left home over a year ago, and he was determined to bring her back. He understood why she hated him. He had married Linda Miller for her family's wealth to expand the Brooks empire, but what everyone didn't know was that Linda herself had proposed the marriage. Linda knew he loved Lilly Sanders, but her love for him was so strong that she didn't care if he loved her back. She wanted him and only him.Charles remembered the day Linda's parents died in a car accident. She came to him and promised to let him handle Miller Company, which he wanted to expand his family's influence in the city. However, it came with the condition of marriage and two children. They later met with Lilly, who was a week pregnant, and all agreed that he would marry Linda but keep his relationship with Lilly. For many years, he had to hide his relationship and children from the world according to their agreement. He had