Sasha Attwood Novels & Stories

Even during our late night meetings via video calls, he was always dressed in a crisp suit, fresh and wrinkle free. ​Sasha doesn’t know how to smile and today is no exception. He frowns at me and then turns his attention to Margot to explain his role in our the Accord. “Sasha Vortova. I oversee the security here and by extension the private military we utilize for the Founding Ten,” his eyes narrow as he waits for some type of acknowledgement from Margot that she is listening. When she nods slightly, he continues.

She said with sympathy, "That sounds rather stressful, Sarah. Thank you for giving an honest testimony despite your fear. Can you describe any specific incidents regarding Chad Cartwright's habits?" "I can," Sasha confirmed, causing Chad to tense up even further. I was surprised such a thing was even possible, given he already had been as tense as a viper about ready to strike. Thankfully, he had no venom. At least, not right now. Sasha risked casting a glance over to the angry man before snapping her gaze back to Ms. Loveless. "The night on the ship. I was assigned to pleasure him. I was there to do my job and carry a large paycheck home to hopefully support my family. His 'way of life' sho

She scrutinized Sasha and said sarcastically, “Sasha, look at you. You’re Cinderella today. I thought you were still that Ugly Duckling back at school. Don’t tell me you’ve found a sugar daddy.” Misunderstood as someone clinging onto a rich man, Sasha’s face instantly blushed. She waved her hands anxiously and said, “No, it’s not like that! It’s nothing like that! My boss from Herbal Spring wants me to get some new clothes for work, so that I’d look better.”

Asher raises a finger at me before running after her and I sigh as I watch both frames disappear through the door, Asher’s steps quickening to catch up with her. “Am I tripping or was that Brynn Addams?” I lift my gaze to see Sasha’s head raised over her counter with wide eyes. “Yeah,” I respond, and her eyes widen even more. “Wow. She’s prettier than I thought she’d be.” Tell me about it. Even in a tweed skirt suit with barely any skin showing, I’m sure she had everyone’s attention when she walked through that door. “I’ve seen her on TV once and I fancy her. She seems unreal and classy too. Oh, and your friend? The blonde hot guy? Are they dat—“

Harder to break. Nova pokes her toast. "Do we have to stay here long?" I brush her hair back from her face. "Just long enough." A sharp click of heels echoes off the stone floor before I can say more. Sasha. She saunters up like she owns the room and everyone in it. Tight black leggings. A crop top that isn't regulation. Long legs and longer nails and a smile designed to draw blood without leaving a mark. Kade's favourite, once. Or so the rumours said. The Beta's daughter. Trained for command. Raised to breed power. She'd always known exactly what she was doing and exactly who was watching.

Logan smirked with satisfaction; it took a lot to get her to shut up, she barely said anything with sense. Logan thought the rest of his night was going to be peaceful, turned out he was entirely mistaken; thirty minutes into the dinner after the waiter brought their order, Sasha-Lee Van der Merwe came to their table. "Mr Parker, fancy meeting you here." She said innocently and clutched her purse in front of her. Sasha was a 29-year-old journalist. She was your usual ‘Queen B'; blonde hair, beautiful eyes, long legs, and a body modelling agencies looked for. She was a gorgeous woman with a tainted personality.

Austin then glanced over his shoulder and looked at Sasha, frowning when he saw she looked a bit down. "I'm going to play Cupid!" She told Josh and turned on her heel and a little unsteadily made her way over to Austin. She bumped into a few people on the way and quickly apologised. "Austin!" She said brightly. "Sorry to interrupt guys," she said to his friends and smiled sheepishly. "But I'm here to play Cupid." "You can play Cupid with me anytime," one of the guys said and Austin hit his shoulder. "I'm good thanks," Brooklyn smiled and turned to Austin. "Sasha," she said.

I frowned in disdain and disgust as I watched the pathetic staged attempt to get attention by the two. Everyone was smiling, laughing, clapping and blowing kisses in the air at them, except I. The last time I checked, Sasha was a good swimmer, she had an athletic body that blended that moved fast inside water, she didn’t even need to try her frame automatically floated. Th moment they reached the stairs, Vince Carried Sasha by the waist and placed her on top of the highest stair case before doing a low curtsy and salute to the swimming teacher.

Thankfully, Imogen does not remember anything about the incident and I hope it would remain that way. The bathroom door creaked open behind me. Sasha walked in, towel pressed to her damp hair. She froze when she saw me, then smiled like this was just another morning after a party. Like she had not tried to kill someone last night. In that moment she looked just like her father, Robert Padalecki. It didn’t matter that Sasha took her mother’s maiden name, West, she was just as evil as her father. “Mason,” she said, her voice light. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

Sasha scoff at her father view of Xander. " Mom is the only one that could get through to him, I'm tired of trying to love everything he does and not scold,I want to see her" " That'll be tomorrow"she nod " He won't let you see her if I don't talk to him" "Yeah" Sasha roll her eyes. *** Micah watch from his phone the news of the hour about Mack securities set ablaze by some unknown person,he wipe the sweat off his face,he couldn't believe all of this was happening today.