Sasha’s POV~ It's showtime and I'm ready for the night. I got dressed and admired the beauty that stood before me. My attire was a ten out of ten and I loved how my shape was well positioned and fited within my attire. That stylist deserves his pay in gold coins. I should tell Valentino to up his pay. I was happy to be me today. I was spectacular, damn. I got ready and stepped out of my room, accompanied by eight maids. Four to my right and another four on my left. Today was a day to make a statement and a heavy one at that. It wasn’t a marital union but Valentino had given me the ground to own the night however I saw fit and I surely wasn't letting him down. As we got to the mansion hall, everything looked different from when I arrived. The whole place was well decorated and was giving. Men and women were walking side by side and cheering and exchanging pleasantries. The paparazzi wasn't left out. Various media chains we on ground to cover the event, To the edge of the hall t
Sasha’s POV~ “Wrong place, wrong timing,” I hissed as I walked out trying to avoid any confrontation. Today was not going to be another day to get into a brawl on National television. I could tell Belinda loved to be in the public eye, even for all the wrong reasons as she was loud and careless in her carriage. I wondered how Valentino had been entangled with such a thing. Well, her life, her headache. I would not get into any argument with her even if she tried to provoke me. I was determined to enjoy the night and see what reveal awaited me. Walking away and dancing to the sounds of music, I asked the guards to follow me. Well, I thought she would respect the security presence with me but what do they say about pigs again? They wouldn't mind staining your white attire. As much as I wasn't in white attire, I didn't want to dye this beautiful outfit. I kept my distance and did my best to avoid her, as I slid into a group of dancers and began dancing with them a
Sasha’s POV~“Mr. Rex, why do your competitors go missing?”A man from the crowd yelled and Valentino acted like he had an important call and picked up his phone as he walked off the podium.I watched as some of the guards came over to the man who had made the remark about Valentino's competitors going missing and led him out of the hall.I took a glance at him and noticed he was the same journalist who had taken a beating earlier on. I tried to reason out why some people could choose to undertake a profession that puts them at the forefront of risk. I watched as he tried to speak out but was dazed and taken out unconscious to only God knows where.As much as I was not in complete agreement as to how Valentino ran his business, I wasn't going to mince my words in a room I wasn't invited into.He couldn't even read the mood in the room before playing superhero, now he wouldn't even be remembered as a hero in the least way.The master of the ceremony took the stage and began telling ta
Valentino's POVI heard the sounds as she pulled the trigger, one, two, three, and four bullets were shot each following the other.“She finally did, she's matured into a fine woman, the time that I like,” I said to myself as I relished in the pleasure of having Sasha send her father's murderer to the other side of life. Sasha's dad had been one of my most trusted soldiers, he had served me incredulously until one day.He had met a lady who wasn't Sasha's mum and her lifestyle drove him on a downward spiral. It was when he began revolving his life around this strange woman he had gotten into the habit of gambling and getting hooked on drugs. I never knew at first, I thought it was just one of those other nights that my men would ride the nights into the clouds of glory, taking turns raising their consciousness in their kinds of fun.I had placed him in charge of a mission to help me get confidential information from my competition and he was making headway at first.With the Intel h
Why does life always have to be so cruel? I never thought my life would end like this. I am drowning in my thoughts, awaiting death, which is yet to come. My luck is down. Being the only daughter of some runaway parents, I had to fend for myself as well as my elderly grandma, who I lived with. That was fair enough to deal with, not until some random men with guns I've never come across came crashing through the front door, roaring about the debt my runaway father owed them. Not likee I cared about reimbursing it, but I was left with no choice when I heard the geezer had used my grandmother's house as collateral for payment, and failure to repay the money would result in our homelessness. "Sasha, it's your shift. Those men are hungry." I finally remembered the work I had acquired. A modest girl like me working as a waitress in a strip club was a joke. The never-ending gazes of men hungry for sexy women to have a one-night stand with were one of my biggest problems, and it wasn't go
"Leave her alone; she's mine." The voice echoed, causing Dave to flinch a little. I looked up to see my savior, the man who came running to save a mere waitress in a strip club from the hands of Dave Mariel. My eyes fell on his muscular body, which beamed out from beneath the black T-shirt he was wearing. "No one can save her from my grasp." Dave wasn't willing to give up, and I was too shocked to lift a finger. With a single move of his fist, Dave came crashing to the floor with blood oozing from his noserils. "Are you okay?" he asked. There I saw it—his brown eyes, which had a gentle spark that gave him a handsome look. His broad chest, which any lady would crave, and his muscular arms, which would definitely be comfortable to sleep in, His only flaw was the look on his face, which was so scary.I gazed into his eyes as he offered me his hand. I wasn't going to take it; all men are the same: perverted, derailed, and lustful. He moved closer, lifting me off the ground and carrying
I wondered what type of person Valentino was. Judging from his workers’ behavior, they all feared him, and no one dared go close to him except his assistant, Eddie. Eddie is quite courageous, being the personal assistant of a monster, as I've heard."Mam, you need to be careful around the boss." A woman dressed in white entered the room with a cup of wine on a tray. She is in a moderate dress; she is the leader of the maids, I suspect. She dropped the tray on the side table before sitting down. on the bed with me. Not like I cared about that sort of thing."So when do you plan on doing this?" I looked at the woman with anxiety written all over her face. What am I planning on doing? She turned back to continue giving me the cold shoulder."The boss is a very strict and delicate man; not even I could get half as close as that to him. Please teach me your ways; I will do anything." Now I am confused. The boss is strict and has a cute and scary face, but what am I to say to this woman wh
He grabbed my blouse, almost tugging it out of place. With a smirk, he left me, going back to his seat. I stole a glance at him in dismay. He wasn't who I thought he would be; he was the same as every single man on this earth. "Next time someone touches you, make sure you check your body," body," he taunted, throwing a black metallic material toward me. I looked up to see him blowing his hair back into place with his mouth like a child. It is such a devastating act to remove a piece of metal."You could have just told me; I would have removed it myself," I exclaim, looking at the metal on the floor. He moved close to me once again, taking the metal and breaking it into pieces right before my eyes. He was like a superhuman or something. "This piece of metal is a tracking device; he was going to have you for himself forever, and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it," he retorts, standing up to take his leave. "Thank you,"I heard myself say as he walked out of the room. Stil