Chapter 3 Betrayal

"Your girl? How do you mean your girl? Sasha, please, what's going on here because I am so confused right now, and why haven't you been taking my calls?" Bryan asked Sasha, who stood staring at him saucily but gave no response. "Sasha, I'm talking to you!" He tried to tap her, but Hopper angrily hit his hand away. "Hey, Bryan, I just told you she's my girl, so back off and leave us alone. Don’t cause a scene; people are watching." He pushed Bryan aside and walked past him with Sasha, into the reception, with the help of the security guards. "What the hell just happened?" Bryan asked, his mind clouded with rage and confusion. He was in shock over what had just happened. Immediately, he stormed past the journalists and entered the reception in an aggressive manner but paused when he saw Hopper and his mom—Mrs. Pheona—hugging. He waited until she left before he walked up to them to pour out his mind. "Sasha, do not play dumb with me and act like you don't know what's happening here. Why did you come out of his car holding hands? What are you doing with him? Answer me!" he blurted, his face turning red. "Hey, take it easy, Bryan, people are watching," Hopper said, trying to avoid any scene that would disrupt his guests. He softly placed his hand on Bryan's shoulder, but Bryan hit it off immediately. "Take your hands off me. I want to know what's happening here." "Oh, you want to know? Well, fine. Sasha here is the new girl. We have been together for some time now, and I was also aware of your savings to get her the gown she's wearing. You couldn't afford a thousand-dollar necklace, still. Haha..." "What? Is this true, Sasha?" "Yes, Bryan, it's true. Now can you just leave us alone in peace, please?" Sasha finally spoke, melting his heart. This was thegirl he had been planning so well to surprise. "Why, Sasha? What have I ever done to you to deserve this? You cheated on me with my brother who doesn't even love you?" he spoke in pain. "Oh, please, stop trying to play the victim here. I thought I promised to deal with you, but you thought I was joking, right? You started this, and now you will feel the pain," she replied to him coldly. Hopper followed up immediately. "And what do you mean by 'my brother'? Who the hell is your brother? Me? Haha... You are nothing but an orphan my father accepted and gave a life to. So do not call me your brother because you have nothing to do with royal blood. You are just privileged to be received by one," Hopper said proudly, sipping his wine with a mocking smile. "You're going to let him talk to me like this in front of you, right? So I mean nothing to you anymore?" Bryan turned to Sasha and asked pitifully, but she acted like she couldn’t even see him. He was so emotional, deeply trying to hold back his tears, but she never replied. Bryan stood for a minute, watching them hold each other, until it led to a kiss, and he couldn't take it anymore. "No, I won't let him take you!" He swiftly grabbed her hand and tried to walk away with her, but a hot slap landed on his face, making him release her in shock. "How dare you touch me? Are you mad?" Sasha shouted angrily. "Sasha, you slapped me?" he asked, touching his cheek in surprise while Hopper smiled in excitement, still sipping his drink. "Yes, you bastard!" she angrily hurled her drink on his face, leaving him in awe. At this point, they had suddenly become the center of attention for the guests as all hell broke loose. "Sasha, you did this to me—" "Enough, Bryan! I don't like my women talking too much. You deserve what she did to you for holding her like that. I know you love her, but don't worry, I'm gonna take good care of her. I did that last night by fucking her so good in the five-star hotel (somewhere you can't take her to), and I will do that again," Hopper said, placing his hand on Bryan's shoulder again, making Bryan lose it. Bryan balled his fist and landed it on Hopper's face aggressively. "I said don't touch me!" "Oh my God, Bryan, how dare you?" Sasha, in shock, slapped him again as the crowd gasped. Everyone, including the security guards, was shocked that a nobody like Bryan punched Hopper, an icon with all the power. Mrs. Pheona immediately intervened. "What's happening here?" Mrs. Pheona asked, looking disappointed. "Can you imagine this fool hitting my girlfriend—" "Take it easy, Bryan. What is wrong with you? How dare you hit my son on his birthday and humiliate him in front of the public?" she glared at him while the guests remained confused. Bryan calmed down, seeing how his actions had already been noticed by the guests, leaving them wondering. The journalists were already taking records of everything happening. Suddenly, a tall, muscular man walked up to them, wearing a grim smile. "Shhh... Why don't we go settle this in private? People are watching, and we shouldn't scare the guests here," Mr. Greg, the housekeeper, clasped Bryan's hand and walked him away gently. He already knew what was going to happen. The crowd calmed down, but those who knew who Greg was began to weep silently for Bryan as he was taken away from the public. "This guy is so dead today," a voice said from the crowd, and Bryan sighted Darlington and Ava laughing mischievously. It was all planned. The people he called family plotted this just so he could be heartbroken, and Sasha, who he trusted, wasn't even moved by it. _______________________