Sasha Banks Divorce Novels & Stories

Sasha froze, caught off guard by Jim’s sudden appearance, and stepped forward as if realizing something. “Jim, after all these years together, you can doubt anyone else, but why me?” Jim snorted coldly and shot her a hard look. “Sasha, we’re done. Divorce papers have already been sent to your place. When you see them, if everything checks out, just sign.” Sasha’s eyes went wide. Disbelief was written all over her face. “You want a divorce? Are you insane, Jim?! If we split, who’s going to take care of you?”

“You are my heart and soul, Mia. I want us to start over properly. Let this marriage and everything attached to it go.” She blinks in surprise. “What?” “I just told legal not to fight the divorce. I told them I wanted the prenup destroyed. All of it. And I told them my mother gets no access to any of my personal legal business anymore.” She just stares at me. “We can build our own Common Ground.” “But all that money you put into it…” I shrug. “I’ve had some investments come good lately. You win some, you lose some. Let them have it.”

“Liam is… kind. Supportive. He makes me happy.” Sasha tilted her head. “Must be nice—getting that kind of attention so soon after your divorce.” And there it was. The shift. I nodded, keeping calm. “Everyone heals differently. Mine just came in the form of a man who treats me well.” “Ooooh,” she cooed, leaning in like a vulture. “Because Logan Hart didn’t, right?” I blinked. My heart stung. Everyone watching probably saw it. Sasha didn’t stop. “Rumors have been swirling that your marriage ended because of cheating... and, allegedly, some... violence?”

I pray whoever she ends up with will treat her better than I did. I give it to the messenger and he walks out. The moments I shared with Sasha replays in my head and it becomes even harder to let go. I couldn't sleep last night and my head aches so much from overthinking. I want nothing else than to sleep in her arms right now. Forgive me, Sasha. **** Sasha barge into our room and throws the divorce paper on me. She is livid and heartbroken. "And you had to make an appearance. A fucking divorce letter and you gave it to Tasha as her gift for been pregnant. She opened it and when she told me everyone heard", she chuckles.

While they were enjoying their time in Venice,I was going to make sure I end everything with him. And I wish to never see Marissa again.I didn’t want to approach her about this or ask her why. There was literally no explanation and no apology that could make up for this. So the both of them could go to hell. Very early on Monday morning,I was at the bank to close all my accounts. My major accounts of over 10 millions dollars was closed from Dante and the rest of them. I owned the house that we both live in but I no longer wished to continue staying in that house.

Charles snapped. "If you were a good father, we wouldn't be talking about late hospital bills," Sasha snapped back. "You are trying to use Chris against me. You've done everything to get me to come back home and have frozen all my bank accounts, yet I'm still surviving." "You don't have to live like that. You are a Brook; stop living like a pauper." "You should have thought of that before you gave my company to your daughter." "Stop it, Sasha. That company belongs to you, and you know it. Once you marry Hue, that company belongs to you. She is just there for the meantime."

Since I found out about Sasha it was complicated and what's more, she also took advantage of my mother's exile, finding a name other than mine to restore her image. -What about your parents’ divorce in all this? ? It's starting to get long -It's already finished. I will have finally achieved all my goals but without having the woman of my life by my side. -Well, you have to believe that we're going to be bored these days. Sasha gets married, you divorce, there will be nothing interesting left to do. -And your work ? Doesn’t that mean anything to you? -You’re really ruining the mood. Do you even know that?

Sasha was sitting in Harrison's lap. That was the first thing I saw when I pushed through the door. Her arms looped around his neck, her body curved against his chest. Both of them looked up at once. Sasha looked annoyed. Harrison's went cold. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. "I agree." My voice came out steady. Dead level. "I'll sign the divorce papers. Tonight. I'll have the conditions to you by morning." Harrison stared at me. Then he laughed. A short, dismissive sound through his nose.

The words rolled out of my lips all at once, because talking about it now was beginning to really get me very upset. “So you are just going to let another Walters family member treat you like a piece of shit and go scot free knowing that you can actually use your power to get them to pay?” Sasha asked, unable to contain her anger anymore. “I just want this whole divorce thing to be over, and I want to leave and never turn back, so that I would not have to set eyes on anyone of them again, and they would never have access to a child that they did not even know existed,” I said.

she paused, tilting her head. “Don’t,” I said sharply, stepping in front of Liam. “He’s mine.” She let out a mocking laugh. “Yours? Please. You expect me to believe that? You were recently divorced when you had him, weren't you ?.” My jaw locked. “I did nothing wrong.” “Sure,” she murmured. “And I suppose his father just fell from the sky?” I wanted to tear that smug expression off her face. “What are you getting at, Sasha?”