Alex Vause Orange Is The New Black Novels & Stories

“If this jury finds Marcus Vane is the biological father, will you give Alexander to Petitioner Valeria Vane?” _Silence. Whole courtroom._ I looked at Reese. On screen. Orange. Smiling. I looked at Valeria. Gallery. Pearls. Smiling. I looked at the photos. At 3 AM. At blood. At chairs. “No,” I said. Simple. Clear. CEO voice. Mom voice. 3 AM voice. “I will not. Because Marcus Vane is dead. And Alex is alive. And alive beats dead. Every time.” _Silence._

“ Here some water to help you get back to your humanity… You better hope she wakes up. If she doesn’t, Katherina, you’re finished. And when I say finished, I don’t mean prison…. I mean this time you gonna end up in a psychiatric hospital.” Katherina wiped the water from her face, rage flashing in her eyes. “You fucking splashed me? Keep your filthy hands off me. I’ve had enough of this bullshit. I’m out of this place. And Alex I pray she dies.” THAT SAME AFTERNOON Fifteen minutes later, Alexander’s hands were shaking so badly he nearly dropped the vial. His heart pounded in his ears. “Come on, baby… don’t do this to me,” he muttered, fumbling with the cork,

Instead, she pulled out one of the chairs and gestured for me to sit. "You should have breakfast first." I looked at the beautifully prepared meal before me. Freshly baked bread filled a tray lined with a clean white cloth. There were warm cinnamon rolls glazed with honey, scrambled eggs, roasted potatoes, sliced fruit, and a pot of tea that filled the room with a comforting aroma. "I'm not very hungry." Madam Elise smiled knowingly. "I expected you to say that." She poured a cup of tea before placing it gently in front of me. "Our Alpha gave us very clear instructions before he left at sunrise."

The taste of her own pussy made her moan softly. “Good girl,” Damon praised, voice rough with need. “Look at you. My perfect, fiery assistant, licking her cum off my fingers in a dirty alley.” He pulled his fingers free and wiped them on her thigh. “I’m sending you home in my car,” he said, already texting his driver. “But this isn’t over. Tomorrow at the office, you’re going to feel every second of what I just did to you.” Elena’s voice was shaky. “You’re insane.”

"I have more important things to attend to." Ava's words cut through my foggy mind like a knife, her voice a distant echo. "Alex isn't a good person, Cane," she said, her tone laced with urgency. "He's not who you think he is. He ordered his arrest..." But as she spoke, something strange happened. My mind began to reel, and a sharp pain pierced my temples. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, and my breath caught in my throat. I tried to remember, to recall what Ava was talking about, but it was like trying to grasp a handful of sand - the harder I squeezed, the more it slipped away.

I met his gaze, hoping to convey my determination. “I don’t feel like this is going to end well, Enzo. Anyway, I’m going to head to bed. Goodnight.” Gabriel finished his drink and walked out of my office, leaving me alone with my thoughts. --- **Ava Rossi - POV** My head throbbed like a drum, as if I had consumed an entire bottle of whiskey. I squeezed my eyes shut a few times before opening them, and my vision slowly cleared. I stared up at a white ceiling, confusion washing over me.

“Xavier's PR routine is a wall of fire. Stay behind it if you are going for your name right now. If you go looking for your name right now, you are just going to get burned.” But she wasn't fast enough to grab the remote. On the wall-mounted screen behind her, the local news transition music fled. The sharp audience stuck it down. The familiar feels filled the frame, and the air left my lungs as if I had been kicked. It was Alex. He was sitting in a plush studio chair, looking smaller, older, and in depth, looking more fragile than the man who had haunted my nightmares. “I just want justice for my girl,” Alex said. His voice cracked at the perfect frequency to elicit sympathy. A single tear

Victoria looked here and there, a bit flustered but then she roared, “Because… I spiked it myself! This was supposed to be the last day of her life but this b****, she purposefully switched the drink to kill my baby. She is a bloody murderer.” Alex shoved Victoria away and jumped to his feet, “Don’t you dare say a single word about Eva! She is the most benevolent person on Earth and you… you are worse than a parasite, a worm that lives in a gutter.” Alex turned to Yuri and said, “Throw her in the Dark Prison. I don’t want to see her face ever again.” Grasping my hand, he pulled me to my feet and dragged me out of the room. He was so furious that I could sense the temperature around me rise.

Eva slowly turned to face the speaker. Victoria Reeves stood in the shadow of a nearby car, half her face illuminated by pulsing red light, the other half, the burned half, hidden in darkness. "Victoria," Eva acknowledged, straightening while keeping her back pressed against the pillar. "Surprised to see me?" Victoria asked, stepping closer. "Your false 'Jensen' performed admirably, didn't he? Amazing what people will do for the right price." "That was Marcus Devlin," Eva guessed. "The guard who helped arrange the prison fire."

“I have selfish reasons for wanting Alex’s help. Having him as co-leader means I can take time off to be with you. We can go back to the beach and play occasionally.” “That’s true,” I said. “But it will have to be on weekends when I don’t have classes.” “I’m proud of you for going back to school,” Victor said after swallowing a bite of steak tartare. “I’m enjoying it,” I said. “My professors and classes are great, and I see Amy every day.” “It’s an honor for you to be chosen to assist the public defender's office,” Victor said. “What’s your first case about?” “I’m not sure I’ll be much help to the defendant,” I admitted. “She’s an Omega woman accused of killing her own child. I get upset jus