My Unconditional Valentine:
Entertainment industry “it” couple
Sasha Williams and Drake Lancaster, who were first introduced in “A Naughty
Jolly Christmas,” are still going strong. Sasha’s impeccable publicist skills
have kept Drake on the A-list, helping him land the lead role in a major
Valentine’s Day movie. When filming wraps, the twosome plan on heading to Cabo
San Lucas, inviting both their families along to meet for the first time.
But
plans go astray when Drake reverts back to his bad boy ways during filming and
gets into a huge altercation with the director. He’s booted from the movie and
replaced by Mitch Morrison, a hot young actor who’s recently taken Hollywood by
storm.
While
Drake struggles to repair his image, Mitch hires Sasha to help manage his
burgeoning career. The move infuriates Drake, but Sasha insists it’s a great
business opportunity. She doesn’t realize Drake’s threatened by Mitch’s good
looks, charismatic personality and rising star.
The
stress of it all puts a strain on the couple’s relationship, especially when
Mitch admits to Sasha that he’s developed feelings for her and she realizes the
sentiments may be mutual. With the pressures of Sasha and Drake’s rocky union
continuing to mount, the anticipation of their families meeting, and Sasha’s
elusive affections towards Mitch, the couple can’t help but wonder whether
their once booming relationship is about to crash. In the end, they must figure
out whether their love is strong enough to withstand these issues and carry
them through this Valentine’s Day.
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Excerpt:
Sasha sped along the Pacific Coast Highway with her
car top down and music blaring. The crisp ocean wind whipped through her hair
while the setting sun warmed her skin. She readjusted her sunglasses and leaned
back, relishing the moment. Sasha was happier than she’d been in quite some
time. Life was good. As a matter of fact, life was great thanks to today,
because everything had suddenly taken a turn for the better.
After she’d knocked her presentation out of the park
that morning, Sasha received a text from Drake letting her know he had gotten
the part. She’d screamed so loudly that Lori came tearing into her office,
thinking something had happened to her. Drake then informed her he’d made
dinner reservations at Hinata Sushi, the most exclusive restaurant in Malibu,
and afterwards they’d check into the royal suite at The Malibu Oceanside, where
they would spend the rest of the evening indulging in dessert and one another.
Sasha had something in store for Drake as well. That
afternoon, she’d solidified plans for their Cabo vacation after deciding she
would rather spend the evening reconnecting with him than coordinating the
trip. She made some executive decisions on her own and created an elaborate
agenda confirming the exact travel dates, resort location, and list of
activities. Sasha sent the agenda to both sets of parents, and just as she’d
expected, they got lost in the fancy presentation and agreed to everything.
She stopped at a red light and grabbed her phone,
activating the voice-to-text feature then sending Drake a message asking
whether he wanted to drive out to Malibu or arrange car service. She hadn’t
heard from him since early that after noon, which was strange after they’d been
communicating nonstop all morning. Sasha assumed he had gotten caught up in the
whirlwind of preparing for his shoot and figured they’d hash things out when
she got home.
She turned down her block and approached her house,
expecting to see Drake’s car parked outside. When she didn’t, Sasha pulled into
the driveway and tried calling him. She got his voicemail.
“Hey, babe, it’s me. Tell your film director Lee that
he’s going to have you all to himself in Ontario soon enough and you need to
take a break from your meeting to call your girl. But anyway, I just got home.
Getting ready to freshen up and pack for our night. I’m so looking forward to
this. Love you.
Sasha disconnected the call and practically floated
inside the house. She set her tote down on the couch, then walked over to the
closet to grab her suitcase. On the way there, she saw a printout lying on the
bar. She picked it up and squint-ed while trying to make out exactly what she
was looking at. Upon further inspection, Sasha realized it was a dark, grainy
photo of her and Mitch, sitting in the booth at the Diamond VIP Bar. Her
stomach dropped to her knees. She trembled all over as beads of sweat formed
along her hairline. Sasha held her breath, then read the blurb underneath the
photo.
Our sly sleuths here at Gotcha! strike
again, this time catching powerhouse publicist Sasha Williams cozying up to
A-list actor Mitch Morrison. Sasha, who’s known for mixing business with
pleasure, is also Mitch’s new publicist. So does this mean it’s a wrap for her
and Drake Lancaster? Apparently so, making it Drake’s second humiliating termination
in recent weeks after he got booted from King Gary Rosen’s latest blockbuster
production, On Bended Knee. What’s worse is that Mitch was hired to
re-place Drake on the film. Ouch! Will Sasha and Mitch make it down the aisle?
Will Z-listed Drake go back to waiting tables? Stay tuned, as we here at Gotcha!
work to getcha all the latest scoop!
Sasha leaned against the wall and slid to the floor.
Tears streamed down her face. She looked down at the article again. A note from
Drake was scribbled at the bottom.
Of all the guys you could’ve replaced me with, you
chose Mitch Morrison? And I had to find out through some trashy blog? I thought
we were better than that. Guess I was wrong.
Sasha balled the article up and threw it across the
room. Her chest heaved with remorse. She sobbed for several minutes before
grabbing her phone and dialing Drake again. The call went straight to
voicemail. She hung up and sent him a text, apologizing profusely and asking
him to please call her. Right when she hit send, a message came in from
Nick.
In a meeting and can’t talk, but I got a call from
Drake saying he wants to sign with a new publicist, effective immediately.
What’s going on?
Sasha swallowed the bile that was creeping up her
throat and struggled to steady her breathing.
“This isn’t happening. This isn’t
happening,” she said to herself over and over again.
She closed Nick’s message without responding and sent
Amanda a text, telling her she had an emergency and asking if she could come
over ASAP. Amanda replied immediately.
I’m on my way!
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