All Chapters of Love From Hell: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Jack sat among the regional heads of Hell’s Gang, trying to keep his nerves under control. The room was filled with tension, and though the faces around him appeared calm, he knew many of them were just as nervous as he was. It wasn’t every day that Hades called a meeting like this. Jack could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his palms sweaty beneath the table. He kept telling himself to stay calm, but the fear was gnawing at him from the inside.He glanced around the table at the other regional leaders—men who had earned their positions through cunning, brutality, or both. They sat silently, waiting. No one knew what Hades wanted, but everyone sensed that something serious was coming. The air felt thick with anticipation.Finally, the door opened, and Hades walked in, his mask firmly in place. The room fell into immediate silence as they all stood to acknowledge his presence. Jack felt a chill run down his spine. Every time he saw Hades in that mask, it reminded him of just how

After a long day of work at Miller’s Company, Sasha walked towards her apartment building with Nicholas by her side. The taxi that had dropped them off had already driven away, and the cool night air felt refreshing against her skin. She turned to Nicholas and smiled gratefully.“Thank you for helping me out today, especially with Amanda trying to pull that stunt with the documents,” Sasha said, her tone sincere. She meant it. Amanda had tried to pull a fast one with the handover documents, but Nicholas had spotted the issue and helped rectify it. "I don't know what I would've done without you.". “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.” Nicholas grinned back and waved off her thanks with a casual smile.. “Don’t mention it. We’re friends, right? I don’t mind helping you. Besides, it’s kind of my job."Sasha nodded, feeling a warmth from his words. He was easy to be around, and today, he had saved her from a potential disaster with the company. She appreciated his presence.“St

Grace sat in a fancy restaurant, sipping on her wine as she waited for Amanda. Her investigation on Sasha had been fruitful. She learned a lot about Sasha’s life, including Amanda’s resentment toward her half-sister. That was enough for Grace to know that Amanda would be a useful ally in her plans. Amanda walked in, her eyes scanning the room until Grace waved her over. Amanda did not have the Afrocentric features that Sasha has. She looked like a white woman, and you would find it hard to believe that she has a black father.As Amanda approached, Grace stood up and extended her hand. "Amanda, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Grace."Amanda shook her hand with a cold smile. "I know who you are. So, what do you want?""Let's just say we share a common enemy," Grace said, taking her seat. "I think we can work together to deal with Sasha."Amanda raised an eyebrow, sitting down across from Grace. "And why would I work with you?"Grace leaned forward, her voice dropping to a consp

Sasha sat quietly in the waiting room, her foot tapping nervously on the floor as she stared at the door of the operating room. It had been hours, and each minute that passed felt like an eternity. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, the operation sign flickered off, and the door creaked open. Jack stepped out, looking exhausted but calm. Sasha sprang to her feet and rushed toward him. “Jack, how is she? How’s Amanda?” she asked, her voice trembling with worry. Jack glanced at the nurse who was wheeling Amanda out on a stretcher. He took a deep breath before answering. “She’s going to be okay, Sasha,” he said gently. “But… there’s something else.” He hesitated, clearly trying to find the right words. Sasha’s heart sank. “What? What happened?” she pressed, her voice filled with fear. “She lost a lot of blood. And… the stress from everything... it caused her to miscarry,” Jack explained, his voice heavy with regret. “I’m sorry, Sasha.” Sasha felt her legs go weak as Jack’s w

Ethan sat in his car, parked outside Sasha’s apartment building. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, his mind racing as he waited for her. The night was quiet, but his thoughts were anything but. He couldn’t shake the weight of everything that had happened. Grace had pushed things too far, and now Sasha was caught in the middle of something much bigger. He had to make things right, at least in his own way.His phone buzzed, and he glanced at the screen. It was Big Tom.“Yeah?” Ethan answered.“We’ve been trying to reach Sasha, but it’s not going through,” Big Tom said. There was a hint of concern in his voice, something rare for a man like him. “The Mob League is looking to Inaugurated her in and make her one of the top leaders of the underground world. Ivy’s been trying to contact her.”Ethan frowned. *The Mob League?* He had expected Sasha’s influence to grow, but he hadn’t anticipated this. It was a powerful and dangerous move. And now they wanted her in.“I’ll let her kn