Chapter 319: Escaping Riyadh
When the Queen of Hearts had rewritten the narrative so that nobody knew Alex was “El Cucuy” and as a result, he never went to the middle east prior to his second fight with Vitor Borges. Alex initially thought that it was a serious detriment to the progress he had made with Aisha.
And while Aisha did not remember Alex, nor have the same affection rating she had for him prior to the reset. This change in the timeline had little effect on Ali’s drug addiction. Who was an addict prior to Alex ever stepping foot in Saudi Arabia.
It was honestly only a matter of time before his habits were discovered by his fingers. As a result, and a chance of fate, Alex was now smuggling Aisha out of her home country, bringing her to exile in the United States of America.
She had, after all, fled from her father’s guards, after getting into an enormous fight with the man over her fiancé and how much she did not want to marry him. Running away was one thing. Such information could be suppressed.
But fleeing the country and seeking asylum in the United States, that was a cause for international headlines. And while Alex could use his contacts to bribe government officials to get the woman permanent residency, as well as a new identity. He would not be letting her seek asylum through official means.
After all, the moment she did so, this would become an international issue, and Alex’s involvement in the matter would sooner or later be revealed to the Saudi Royal Family, making him an enormous target. And judging how the Saudis dealt with people on their shitlists, Alex did not really want to make a powerful enemy in the form of a state actor like he had done prior to the reset.
Nevertheless, Alex’s goal was to conquer Aisha, and this would never be permitted through official means so long as she remained the Princess of Saudi Arabia. Because of this, Alex was more than happy to assist in the woman’s escape.
Because of this, Alex managed to transfer Aisha from the hotel they were staying in, to his private jet on a private runway without ever alerting the authorities to what Aisha’s actual identity was.
It all goes into an overseas account which those bastards in Washington can’t get their hands on. And thus nobody really knows about my wealth. You seem... surprised....”
Aisha was not exactly well versed on political affairs that were happening on the other side of the world, but she understood the term drug war. And was quick to point at Alex and accuse him as being as bad as her fiancée.
“You! You’re a drug dealer? You’re just as bad as that bastard my father betrothed me to!”
Alex smirked, not the slightest bit frightened by the woman’s negative response. He took a sip from his beer, enjoying it for several moments, before placing it down, wiping his mouth and answering the woman with a confident smirk on his face.
“Oh, am I? I believe you have one thing mistaken here. I don’t partake of the stuff myself. Nor do I really engage in the sales part of the operation. I’m just a specialist Los Zetas brought in to win the war.
You see, my specialty is violence, it’s something I’m very good at. And apparently enough so that I was able to win the war on behalf of Los Zetas, and in doing so conquer the heart of their beautiful Drug Queen.
Thus giving me a position of control over the organization from behind the shadows, along with a share of the profits. After hearing all of that, you can honestly say that I’m really not that bad of a guy, right?”
Aisha gawked at Alex in silence for some time. She was honestly stunned by his shamelessness. Not that bad of a guy? He basically just admitted to being a butcher of men! And yet he was not that bad of a guy?
Then again, when she really thought about it, could she really judge him? Her family, after all, were some of the wealthiest murderers on the planet. The Saudi Princess was lost in thought for a good long while, debating the morality of Alex’s words.