Alex Vause Orange Is The New Black Novels & Stories

He treats me like I’m delicate, like an egg, always careful and attentive, and honestly, I feel pampered in a way that makes my heart swell. Alex has come by countless times, begging for forgiveness, but I’ve turned him away each time. It wasn’t until recently that I finally found it in me to forgive him. As for Victoria, she’s been sentenced to 15 years in prison for attempted murder as a first time offender. It’s a harsh reality, but it feels like the right outcome for everything that happened.

He looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Ivory?" he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "Oh, thank God you're awake." I tried to speak, but my throat was parched and dry. Alexander quickly poured me a glass of water from the bedside table and helped me take a sip. "What...what happened?" I croaked, my mind foggy and unclear. Alexander's expression turned grim. "You've been through a lot, Ava. Russo...he's dead. You killed him." I flinched, memories flooding back like a tidal wave. Damien, Russo...the gunshots, the screams...Ava...Ava?!

‘I guess I should leave Zuri. She deserves punishment, I know that. But, she did what she did out of fear. I should probably leave her in the meantime’. Vanessa thought. And during that moment, she smiled upon remembering something. ‘That day Alexa and Nicholas visited my office to rub what they had done to me on my face... Did I forget that there was a secret CCTV camera in my office? Goodness me. I'll upload that CCTV footage online after I finish avenging myself’.

*Zayn* "The Italian mafia is grateful for your help, Ivan." I patted his shoulder and he chuckled taking a sip of his scotch. It had been a while since I had last seen Alexis and my eyes trailed off to the room searching for her. When I had gone over it twice and didn't find her... my heart started racing. I excused myself from the conversation and eased my nervousness with optimistic thoughts such as the possibility of her being in the ladies room or sleeping upstairs in our room.

I shot him a stare from behind, bowed, and finally left the room, my heart melting to pieces. ************************ Alexavia's POV I sat tiredly on the phone, feeling so weak and dizzy. My back was leaning against the wall, my head tilted as well as I tried to get some sleep which was almost impossible in this God-damn place. I felt so thirsty, so hungry, and craved strawberries. I was so incomplete sitting here in that strange place and needed a way to get out of there. But what do I do? My hands and legs were tied up and for someone in my condition, I felt so weak and wouldn’t be able to fight all by myself.

he groaned and Alex scoffed. Xavier chuckled lightly before asking, "You look lost. What are you thinking about?" It was only the two of them in the room currently. Alex stood up and walked to his laptop. He turned it on and turned on the video. It was a video of the person who had poisoned his wine to bring the eyes of the world to him and paint him as a criminal.

The conversation reinforced their partnership, the obsession now balanced with profound trust and mutual dependence. Near midnight, a new message arrived from an unknown number. Rowan opened it, his body tensing against Alex’s. The screen showed a live video feed. A man sat in a dimly lit room, face partially in shadow but unmistakable. Elias Vale. Alive. Older, harder, but the same sharp features and cold eyes that had haunted Rowan for years.

"Exile? You're exiling me? For how long?" "For as long as it takes for the contract to expire," Alexander whispered, his voice dropping to that flat, lethal pitch. "Eleven months. If you attempt to access an electronic device, if you attempt to contact a single media outlet, or if you ever breathe the name Vivian Vance to a living soul, I will personally ensure the fraud warrants are processed and you spend the next ten years in a state penitentiary. Do you understand me?" Valerie looked from Alexander’s stone-cold face to Vivian, who stood silent and immovable beside him. She saw the total absence of mercy in the room. The lifestyle she had spent her life protecting was gone, stripped away

ALYONA Alexander pulled me into his vanity van with a grip so tight I thought my wrist might bruise. The door slammed shut behind us, the sound echoing in the small space. My back hit the wall, and I froze where I stood. His eyes locked onto mine, “Did you put something in Serena’s drink?”

Victoria stood up in a panic. She leaned on the table, trying to maintain her last shred of arrogant authority. "Your Honor, this is slander! The person in the video is completely covered. How is that my son?" Victoria raised her voice. "Ava has lost her mind! She's turning on her own flesh and blood!" I scoffed and pressed my remote. The video zoomed in and froze on the edge of the stretcher. A limp arm hung off the side, wearing a very distinct watch.