All Chapters of The Devil's Vow: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sasha’s POV.Walking a few steps away from Lorenzo’s office was all it took for me to become a sobbing mess. The office where he just shot one of his guards.The guard that was merely an accomplice to the crime I committed.Shutting my bedroom door and turning the lock for the first time, I disappeared beneath the covers. While my cold body became warm, my sobs didn’t stop. I felt miserable. I was sad that my escape attempt didn’t work out, guilty that the guards I deceived were being punished and scared that Lorenzo hadn’t done anything to me yet.I felt the beckoning of a headache as my eyes became heavy. The sound of knocks against the door woke me up. My headache had become full-blown, and the low, continuous sound of knocking seemed to aggravate it.“Sasha…Sasha?” Anne called from the other side.“Yes?” My voice came out as a rough whisper, I had to clear my throat before answering again.“Are you okay? Of course, you’re not. But you’ve been locked in your room long enough. I

Sasha’s POV.Fear was at the forefront of my feelings by the time Jason finished sharing his plan with me on Tuesday morning.The fact that he was so confident about it did nothing to assuage my fear.“We have the surprise element, Sasha. He wouldn’t expect you to try again so soon,” he had assured.“That was exactly what I thought when I tried to run away in Florence,” I’d replied.I might have loved to shift any escape plans by a few days just for me to get my bearings, but, considering the fact that my dad would begin to suspect Jason if he stayed incommunicado for too long, it wouldn’t be possible.I had to make up my mind immediately.So, I decided to go with his plan.I decided to try again.Just one more time.I’d be lucky if Lorenzo didn't kill me or fulfill his threats if his men caught me again. Well, begging Matteo or even Galileo to just end my life in the least painful way might be my last resort.“If this doesn’t work ou

Sasha’s POV.‘Get your things. You’re moving into my room!’Lorenzo’s voice echoed in my head like it was a radio announcement of World War III. The fear I felt when he caught me didn’t measure up to how scared I was to go with Jason’s plan this time.Unlike the times before, my heart didn’t pound restlessly in my chest as we drove back to the mansion.The relief that flooded my mind was probably one of the responsible factors. Seeing Lorenzo instead of Galileo made me expect a catastrophe, something that a dead cabman would be minor to in comparison.Begging for him to spare Jason was me hoping against hope.I could almost not believe that he let Jason walk out of the restaurant. If we had left before him, I would have feared that he would subtly order his men to kill him. But he left for the airport before my very eyes. I saw the warning he gave him as an assurance that he’d let him go freely back to New York if he didn’t try anything. Of course, Jason wouldn’t. He might be a powe

Sasha’s POV.Despite the large quantity of ice cream I had, I didn’t need to urinate through the night. It was a very much welcome miracle because I planned to remain hidden in my room until Lorenzo left.I lazily scrolled through old texts between Julia and I as I waited to hear the sound of Lorenzo’s bedroom door being shut. Or for the sound of his shuffling around as he got dressed for the day to end. It had been several minutes since I heard him move around in the closet, so he must be leaving soon.My mind went to Jason, and I hoped he was back in New York without any suspicions from my dad. He hadn’t reached out to me since Lorenzo asked him to leave Italy, and I understood he might be scared of getting me in trouble. And about his sudden confession, I guessed he had made peace with the fact that it would never work out. Even if circumstances were different, I didn’t think we’d have worked. I never saw Jason as more than a supportive friend that I could always trust. Besides,

Sasha’s POV.I was wrong.My attraction to Lorenzo wasn’t fading.If anything, it intensified.And it was becoming annoying. It seemed my body had become a rebellious child who was bent on noticing things I tried so hard to ignore. Things like the smell of cardamom that lingered in Lorenzo’s room and bathroom. Which made me think of whether the smell came from his body essentials or his naked body.Making a mental note to ask Lisa and Anne to add my shower gel and shampoo to the list of whatever they were going to buy, I took a quick shower in the enclosure that I somehow didn’t realize had a jacuzzi earlier.Going down the stairs, I remembered a Friday like this when I was having fun with Julia. A stray tear escaped my right eye, and I dabbed at it with my the heel of my palm.Why am I crying now?I thought of Julia just yesterday, and I didn’t cry.This was my life now. I couldn’t start pitying myself. I just had to wait until Lorenzo deci