Novel & Cerita Eren X Sasha

She could hear animalistic sounds coming from outside and while she was glad that they had not been killed, she wasn’t so sure about this time. She could hear the snapping of bones and she knew that the fight got more serious than it was before. Right outside, Alpha Xander stood above Alpha Norman. “Spare me please.” He begged. Xander wanted to spare him so he could be an example to other Alphas who wanted to be over ambitious. He needed to remind them that this was his territory and nothing happened without his permission. But then he looked at the three girls whose lifeless bodies lay in the grass. He made up his mind.

Sasha chuckled, raising her hands in defeat, “Okay, chill out, you little FBIs. I’ll answer your questions.” Eric, who had been studying Sasha's face intensely, suddenly snapped his fingers, “Wait... I’ve seen her somewhere before,” He squinted, “Aren't you the CEO of the Sysha Lique? You were on the front cover of a magazine.” Eleanor’s eyes widened to the size of saucers when she heard that as she looked at her brother, then back to Sasha, whose grin widened, deeply amused, “Well, someone has good eyes. Yes, I am, Eric. I live in London, and I came yesterday night after you two little cuties were asleep.”

“Sorry. I shouldn’t project my reality onto you.” “It’s fine.” Sasha said. “I quit so that I could start my own business. After the baby.” “Oh.” Maya nodded. “I’m happy for you.” Sasha smiled. “Thank you.” * “I’m hosting our lunch party next week,” Sasha said. She was sitting across from Darnell in the yard’s gazebo, wearing a pair of white shorts and a shirt that was knotted on her abdomen. “Here,” she added. “I didn’t take you for the hosting type,” Darnell replied. He was in a pair of carton-brown, knee length khakis and a navy-blue shirt.

She ought to be punished for putting something so bold out there like that. But hell, I invited her to. I take a pull of my beer, scanning the crowd. For what? I don’t know, until my eyes rest on a beautiful, tall, graceful woman who’s standing by the pool table. She’s talking animatedly to a couple, but there’s a man behind the couple who’s eyeing her. I can see the scroll of musical note tattoos along her neck and know exactly who this is: Sasha. She’s the CEO of a medical supply company located in New England, and only comes here for the kink. She has no interest in anything serious or long-term, and would kick the balls of a guy who demanded her submission outside of a scene, but she com

Charles glanced at the girl before him, she looked so scared that he couldn't help but chuckle. Sasha's brows furrowed. Charles walked closer to Sasha "Let me introduce myself properly. Am Charles xor" he said in a hoarse tone extending his hand for a shake. Sasha glanced at his hand and shook him. "Sasha Sen" "Wife of Phoenix Sen?" he asked. She nodded He smiled and that somehow made her feel relieved "I'll love to meet your husband again," he said and walked back to Silvia

I say in whispers. “Pfffttt…It’s not that easy lover...” Sasha scoffs. “Okay, what do you want?” I say. “Haha…” Sasha chuckles. “Just tell the point!” I say with a slight of anger within my voice. “Let’s be clear… I want my money back! And of course with the interest” Sasha says. “Jeez… You must be kidding me” I scoff. “What? You think I’ll let you live a happy life with your hetero dumbass girlfriend? Of course not” Sasha laughs as she rolls her eyes.

XANDER’S POV I stared at Sasha in disgust. She was sitting in the living room, looking small and frightened. Her blonde hair was perfectly styled, and she wore a white dress that looked expensive. But none of that mattered to me now. I couldn't believe what she had done. "Why did you plant a bomb in Adeline's company?" I asked, my voice cold and firm. "Why did you try to kill her?" Sasha's eyes widened in shock. She looked at me, then quickly looked away. "I would never do something like that," she said, her voice trembling. "I'm not the one, Xander. I swear."

Sasha said smoothly, her lips curving like she already knew what buttons to press. I gave a small, professional smile. “Thank you, Sasha. It’s great to be here.” “Top three, huh?” she leaned in, her glossy brown eyes gleaming. “How does it feel to be standing shoulder to shoulder with names like Sabrina Blake and Gwen Rodriguez?” “It’s surreal. A lot of hard work, sleepless nights, and sacrifice… but I’m honored. Those women are powerhouses.” "And now, you're one of them," Sasha said, before sipping her tea—literally and figuratively.

Tyler said softly as his eyes fixated on the woman walking towards their table but stopped at a table before them. Xane wanted to turn around and acted like he had no idea this was her cafe and it was all coincidence until a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks. "Hello Sasha," Clara said and took a seat across her, her back facing Xane's back. Tyler sneaked a peek at Sasha and mouthed to Xane, "what is going on?" Xane motioned Tyler to shut up as the two men quietly listened to the women's conversation. "How did you get my number?"

she barked at the staff, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence. With a final glare, Sasha stormed off toward her room, leaving a tense atmosphere behind. I stood at my window, watching the scene unfold. It was the first time I had ever seen Sasha cry. Real, raw tears. In that moment, I finally understood something I had never fully realized before: Sasha wasn’t just difficult or attention-seeking. She was starved for love, desperate for it. Her mother’s neglect had created this deep void, and now Sasha would do anything to fill it. I felt a flicker of pity for her, just for a moment. But then, I quickly reminded myself that Sasha didn’t deserve my sympathy.