Novel & Cerita Eren X Sasha

Jane duly notified us with what they are calling the bag. What the fuck? I cursed deep inside of me. Xavier and I shared a look and it was obvious that we are about to burst into laughter but we both chose to stay calm. I don’t think what they call their bags doesn’t matter anyway, it’s just a bag of flour and after this, we’ll eventually return it to Mrs. Harding. “Okay.” “Their name’s Sasha, by the way.” “Okay, Sasha. Let’s give you a face.” Watching Xavier in this newly bright version was just a delight. I don’t feel any sort of hate or fear and I guess that’s a good thing. “Do you have any Sharpie with you?”

’ he asked as if Sasha wasn’t standing right next to me. ‘Yes, why? Do you?’ I asked, playing the simpleton. Sasha chuckled quietly next to me extending his hand out to Chris. ‘Nice to meet you’ Sasha said politely, completely misreading the situation. ‘Are you a fan of Avery’s show?’ he asked with a genuine smile that warmed me inside out. Chris, too stunned to speak at being addressed by a hockey god, shook his head in disgust. ‘Oh, how do you two know each other then’ he asked looking at me with a questioning glance.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

Jessica was still so entranced with what she was remembering that she was completely thrown off when Xavier dropped her on the ground. “The girl is useless; she has no information for us.” The man that had grabbed her spoke, clearly annoyed. “I agree with Xavier. Let’s do this the old fashion way.” Sasha said and stood up from her throne. The woman – Sasha– walked towards Jess, Jess tried to move back, but Xavier grabbed her from the back of the collar and dragged her to her feet. Sasha stood in front of Jess, which made Jess nerves spike even more. The woman in front of her had the strangest eyes, but Jess did not even have time to react, before Sasha cupped Jess’s face and Sasha’s slit pup

A girl with so much pride sashayed towards her, Aurora could already smell the pride and ego wafting from her before she even got close to her. She stopped right in front of Aurora, and folded her arms under her breast, scrutinising her with her eyes. “Mmm.. something isn’t right… but then again, there’s always been something wrong with you. I'm Sasha, the striker… you know? the girl you hate?” When aurora did not respond, Sasha walked away with a light scoff. The introductions continued, but Aurora's head was spinning. These people’s weird enthusiasm towards her would surely make her loose her mind. She just could not keep up.

SASHA'S POV “It's fine, you don't need to apologize, I can totally understand you,” I told her, while she smiled. “Anyways, I'm Rita, and you are?” She said, stretching out her hands to me, which I took without thinking twice. “I'm Sasha, and it's so nice to meet you,” I said, while her smile only deepened. “So are you the one that stole thebig boss's heart here?” She asked me, pointing at Alex, who wasn't looking our way.

he slowly said. I shook my head. “You’re not my sister’s father…” I denied while I looked at him intently, trying to remember Shahrae’s father’s face. He who died a long time ago. “It’s me, Xerra. It’s me… Miryeob…” he said finally, and he was in agony.

I sighed. “I didn’t say anything about not being your friend, and I'm pretty sure Cash, Eli, and Summer feel the same. Six is just mad because for the first time in his life, he's been stunned by a beautiful girl,” he scoffed. I was grateful that my cheeks couldn't be seen over the phone. “Hang up the phone.” That deadly voice sounded. “Make me,” Westley told him.

But Uncle Vincent stopped me. “Sasha!” He rushed over and gently guided me back into the room. His hands gripped my shoulders as he turned me to face everyone sitting around the office. “Everyone, this is Sasha Brooks,” Vincent said, sounding... proud? Lia gave them a polite smile. The group nodded back, some of them whispering among themselves. “Your daughter?” asked a young guy with glasses. “Your niece?” said a woman dressed in a trendy outfit. “New team member?” guessed a woman in a sleek black blazer.

​Rhys stepped slightly in front of me, his shoulder blocking the nearest camera angle. ​"The analysts don't know anything about my personal life, Dan," Rhys said, his voice dropping into a calm, authoritative register. "I am here tonight to support the franchise foundation. My contract extension is moving forward because my performance on the ice speaks for itself. My relationship with Sasha is independent of my career." ​Dan turned his gaze to me, his eyes sharp and calculating. "Sasha, you run an independent firm. Some fans on social media are calling you an opportunistic choice for a billionaire legacy. How do you handle the sudden scrutiny regarding your background and your appearance?"