All Chapters of Love From Hell: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sasha's heart pounded as she struggled against Ethan's powerful embrace. She knew she couldn't afford to lose Hue, not with so much at stake. Her mind raced, trying to find a way out of this mess. But Ethan's grip was relentless, his kisses intoxicating, making it hard for her to think clearly."Ethan, please," she whispered, her voice trembling. "This isn't right.""Right or wrong, it doesn't matter," Ethan murmured against her skin. "You belong to me, Sasha."He kissed her again, more forcefully this time, as if to mark his claim. Sasha's resolve weakened, the intensity of his desire overwhelming her. She knew she had to stop this, but she couldn't deny the magnetic pull she felt toward him.In a last-ditch effort, she tried to reason with him. "Ethan, if you care about me, you'll let me go. I need Hue for my inheritance. Please understand."Ethan paused, his eyes searching hers. She saw a flicker of something softer in his gaze for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by determina

Back at his office, Ethan couldn't stop thinking about Sasha. The memory of her touch, her kiss, consumed him. He hated seeing her with Hue, hated knowing she still needed him. But he was determined to make her his, no matter what it took.Peter walked in to give him a message. "Your dad called. He said to remind you about the business dinner party you have to attend tomorrow.""You know I don't like those kinds of gatherings. Tell him I won't go," Ethan said firmly."But your dad says it's a must for you to go and make those business connections," Peter said, trying to convince him."No, I don't need them," Ethan insisted."That's too bad. I thought you would have liked to be at the Brooks' business dinner party," Peter said with a mock defeated face."You said the Brooks? That's Sasha's family, right?""Yes, and I heard she was going to be present at the party. Too bad you're not going.""When did I say that? Book me for that and help me get a nice suit for the dinner party.""Okay,

Charles Brooks stood quietly at the far end of one of the grand halls in his mansion, his eyes fixed on Sasha and Jonathan. They seemed engrossed in an intense conversation, and he couldn't help but wonder if they had known each other before tonight. The way they spoke, it seemed like they shared a history, but then again, it could just be the magnetic charm that Jonathan Leo carried wherever he went. His gaze shifted momentarily to Hue, who stood not far off, his expression dark with irritation. Charles knew that look all too well—Hue was seething with anger. He had always been quick to anger, just like his mother. Charles frowned; his soon-to-be son-in-law would need to learn to control his temper if he ever hoped to lead a household, let alone marry someone as strong-willed as Sasha. Amanda, on the other hand, looked utterly humiliated. She stood beside Hue, still reeling from her embarrassing encounter with Jonathan. Charles made a mental note to talk to her later about her behavi

As they stood side by side, Sasha felt a tiny flicker of hope ignite within her. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way out of this mess that didn't involve sacrificing her happiness. Maybe, with some help, she could find a way to secure her future without losing herself in the process.As the evening wore on, Sasha couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong. She remembered she hadn't seen Hue for quite a while. A sudden thought crossed her mind, and she glanced around the room, her eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of him or Amanda. Neither was in sight, which only deepened her unease.Sasha's heart began to race as a thought struck her—where were they? She knew the two of them had a connection, but surely they wouldn't be so brazen as to sneak away together during such a public event. Would they? A cold dread settled in the pit of her stomach, and she knew she had to find out.She turned to Lily, who was still beside her. "I'm going to look for Hue," Sasha said, tryi

At the Brooks mansion, Sasha could hardly believe what she had just witnessed. She had known about Hue and Amanda's betrayal for some time, but seeing it with her own eyes was a different kind of pain—sharp, immediate, and unbearable. The image of them together, entwined in a passionate embrace, was seared into her mind, a constant reminder of the treachery she was now fully confronted with.Her legs moved on instinct, carrying her away from Amanda's room and the scene of betrayal. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stumbled down the hallway, her vision blurred by tears. She needed to get out of there, needed to escape the suffocating weight of it all.Just as she rounded the corner, she nearly collided with her father, Charles Brooks. His face was a mask of anger, his eyes narrowing as he took in her disheveled appearance."I want to speak to you, young lady," Charles demanded, his voice harsh and filled with authority."I'm sorry, Dad," Sasha managed to choke out, her voice trem