“I want to kiss you.” It wasn't a question neither was he asking for permission but he was informing her of what his heart wanted. His hands moved from her jaw downward and she breathed out before sucking in her breath and stiffening against his touch, with her eyes gently closing. She had wanted it for a very long time therefore it was hard to resist. She didn't want to push him away as much as her mind was telling her to. She wanted him so much, as an ant would want honey. She craved for him, craved his touch. Again, she sucked in her breath when he pressed his hand on both sides of her waist. Donovan moved one hand back to her jaw and moved her face to look up at him as he tilted his head lower to meet her face. Her eyes, her breath, her reaction; everything was driving him crazy slowly that he wanted to rip her clothes off her. He wanted her, she might not know that but he wanted her badly as much as she wanted him. Then, he gently used his thumb to brush her cheeks, delaying
He spread her legs and insert his manhood at the tip but her inside kept pushing him back. He tried over and over again until a thought that he thought was quite impossible came into his mind. “Are you a virgin?” He looked at her with raised brows. Donovan watched her expression intently, he didn't want anyone of her reaction to go without him reading it. Donovan pushed backward, scared to penetrate further as she was extremely tight. Her facial expression was also neutral, she hadn't answered the question he asked her. “Answer me.” He looked dangerously into her eyes wanting an answer immediately. “I’m not!” She looked at him. For a second, Donovan thought she had never been touched by a man. Only the thought made his heart thump fast in his chest, it felt good for a second to believe he would be the first man to touch her. Again, he knew it wasn't possible. “Of course, you are a dancer.” He mouthed and went back to kissing her. She heard him yet she didn't say anything in resp
“Bring it.” He stretched his hand to her wanting to take the bed sheet. Jasmine pushed back with an amused face. “You want to wash a bed sheet?” She raised her brows. Donovan withdraw his hand back to his side and looked away. “Of course not. I was going to call the hotelmaids to wash it, you don't have to.” He scratched the back of his head, wondering what was wrong with him. He’d never say that to a girl. Suddenly, he wanted to help Jasmine out. “No, I will..” Before Jasmine finished, the doorbell sounded. It was the room keeper, she came to ask if they needed anything, and Donovan told Jasmine to give her the bed sheet. Reluctantly, Jasmine gave it to her. After that, she went to the bathroom to bathe. There was a spacious shower with three shower heads. Opposite the shower was mirrors hence one could see themselves bathing. Jasmine went to the front of the mirror, her reflection showed in it, and she stared at herself. There was something in her telling her that what she did
“After bathing, you are going to tell me everything about you in case Mr. Sultan asks. We are meeting him tomorrow,” he informed her.Donovan wrapped his hand around her waist and collected the soap from her hand, he used it to lather her body and gently wash her body with the soap. Jasmine moaned as his hand went around her body. She loved it. She loved it when he touched her. “If I continue to touch you like this, I might never be able to get to our discussion for the day,” he uttered into her ears. In the end, Donovan let her go although he had to fight every part of himself to do this. He got dressed in a white shorts and a black tank top before settling on the bed, waiting for her. A few minutes later, Jasmine came out in a black night wear that packed her full boobs well. Her cleavage was on display. Donovan couldn't help but stare, she was too beautiful for him to look away. He shifted uncomfortably when she came nearer and sat beside him. “What do you want to know about me
Just then, the lady noticed Jasmine. “Wait, is she your...” The lady looked between Donovan and Jasmine.“Don’t get the wrong idea, Carol. She is just my secretary.” Donovan uttered and Jasmine’s heart dropped. Jasmine watched Donovan utter the word casually, there was no movement in his eyes, no emotions. Just nothingness. Emptiness. All through the night he had touched her, made her feel as though she was something. She thought she meant something to him because of the way he looked at her, touched her, and made her feel like she was loved by him. Did everything mean nothing? Although a part of her knew that Donovan wasn't one to feel, she still thought she meant something to him. There was a little fraction of hope in her and now, in a blink of an eye, he eliminated that hope. “Wow, she's so beautiful.” Donovan glared at Claire, this was because he understood her words more than anyone. He knew that Claire was a lesbian and she was interested in Jasmine.“Claire, go away.” Th
“How can you go to the door wearing that?!” He yelled, striding after her but before he reached her she had opened the door and a man walked in before being invited in. His eyes were on Jasmine, it was as though he had been compelled, his eyes were glued on her body. Donovan didn't know the man, he had never seen him before but his attire showed he was a rich man. Anger surged in him seeing how he stared at Jasmine, he moved in front of Jasmine quickly; covering her with his big body. He glared at the young and handsome man in front of him. “Who are you?!” Donovan grimaced, making sure his body covered Jasmine well. “I’m sorry, Mr. Donovan, I wasn't able to make it to the meeting with my father. I had to take care of some other business. My name is Malik, Mr. Sultan’s son.” He stretched his hand to Donovan but he didn't accept it. Malik smiled and took his hand back to himself. “You come into people’s rooms without waiting for an invitation? That's quite rude. I can't believe the
“How can you go to the door wearing that?!” He yelled, striding after her but before he reached her she had opened the door and a man walked in before being invited in. His eyes were on Jasmine, it was as though he had been compelled, his eyes were glued on her body. Donovan didn't know the man, he had never seen him before but his attire showed he was a rich man. Anger surged in him seeing how he stared at Jasmine, he moved in front of Jasmine quickly; covering her with his big body. He glared at the young and handsome man in front of him. “Who are you?!” Donovan grimaced, making sure his body covered Jasmine well. “I’m sorry, Mr. Donovan, I wasn't able to make it to the meeting with my father. I had to take care of some other business. My name is Malik, Mr. Sultan’s son.” He stretched his hand to Donovan but he didn't accept it. Malik smiled and took his hand back to himself. “You come into people’s rooms without waiting for an invitation? That's quite rude. I can't believe the
“What did you expect us to be? Husband and wife?” He squinted his face in a confused manner and it was then Jasmine realised. She meant nothing to Donovan Rolland. “Get off, let's go back.” He ordered, walking toward the car. “No, go.” She looked away, adjusting her clothes well. Donovan stopped and turned to her. “Look, I don't do commitments, you either accept me this way or forget we ever made out. Now get in the car, there is no way you're getting back without me.” He went to her and dragged her by the arm and she couldn't resist as he was stronger than her. She grumbled and went to sit on the other side. Jasmine folded her hands across her chest wondering why she was so angry. Donovan was off-limit, his friend, Andre, made sure of that. Why am I angry that he doesn't want commitment? She asked herself yet, she couldn't stop herself from getting so pissed. Soon, they reached the hotel. Jasmine got out of the car immediately after he parked. She walked in and took the elevat
Jasmine got back to America, she went to Antonio’s home first. She met him working in his office. The duo had bonded over the year, he came to Finland every month and they hung out. He found out everything about her and showed her all the love she missed all these years, it was never enough anyways. He wrapped his hands around Jasmine and she did the same. Antonio left Cecilia but the duo see each other sometimes. He always loved Camille and that would never change. It was the same love that he was showing to Jasmine. Daniel and Victoria finally bought a house so they moved away. “You know you could remarry if you want, Dad?” Jasmine asked. “And put you where?” Antonio teased. “I am serious.” Jasmine looked at him seriously. The man shook his head. “I am too old for that.” He looked away. They talked for the rest of the day before Jasmine finally left. Victoria’s wedding was the next week, she wants everyone to be there. She even forced Jessica who just put to bed to sketch h
ONE YEAR LATER;“Fuck, Donovan, fuck!” Jasmine groaned as he wrapped his tongue around her clitoris, sliding it up and down. She squirmed as she reached her climax, her toes curled behind his back. “Damn it!” She used her hand to cover her mouth to prevent her from shouting too much. They were not in the house, in fact, they were at the...Finally, Jasmine reached her climax. And then Donovan licked her dry. “Hmm, you taste so good.” With this, he brought his face to her mouth and kissed her so that she can taste herself in his mouth. “We are at the kid's store, can you stop teasing me? We have to get Jessica's baby things fast. Our flight is tomorrow.” She stood and then wore her clothes well. They had gotten a private changing room and Donovan bought the entire place out so that he can have satisfy Jasmine. They went back to picking things for Jessica. She had just given birth to her third child which was a girl. Donovan was picking something for the twins so he was at the boy
Jasmine was surprised to see Daniel’s father come from her mother’s grave. Tears were in his eyes and she wondered why he was crying. “Why are you here?” He asked, wiping his eyes. He just couldn't help it. “I came because that is my mother’s grave, I came to..”“Your mother is Camille?” He asked and she nodded. Antonio was shocked, he thought that she was dead. That man had said she was dead. “What about your father?” He asked. “I didn't grow up with a dad, mom never talked about him.”She explained. Antonio did not say anything again, he did not want to scare her with his realization. He needed to find that man first and then do a DNA test to confirm his theory. Jasmine spoke to her mom. She shed a lot of tears and truly, she felt better after doing this thing. Antonio took her back home and he hugged her before he left. He couldn't help it, Jasmine might truly be his daughter and this made him happy, it made him feel alive again. However, when he got home, he met something els
The rest of the day went out very quickly, Victoria and Jasmine went back to the mansion. The fashion designer came over as soon as possible because Mrs. Keid wanted the wedding to happen as soon as possible. She wanted the wedding to also be better than the first one therefore she was taking over the entire thing. Mrs Keid had the money and she was ready to spend it. “Can you stop working for a second?” Victoria asked, rolling her eyes. Jasmine shook her head. “I can't stop working, I need to finish this work before the deadline. You might have not noticed the fallout of our wedding took a large toll on us and we both abandoned work.” Victoria shook her head. Jasmine and Donovan were alike, she wondered what their children would be like. She slapped her forehead. The designer did all the measurements, she was going to get everything ready for the wedding dress to be glamorous. It was going to be the best wedding in town. By the time Donovan returned, Jasmine had fallen on the c
The next day, Donovan woke up. He saw Jasmine by his side and this shocked him and then made him smile. He did not believe that by opening his eyes, he would see her beside him. “Jasmine?” He called.She was working on her laptop. She turned to him with a frown on her face. “How dare you bring yourself to the hospital? There is so much work to be done yet you landed yourself in the hospital, why?” She slammed the file on her hand on his body and he groaned painfully. “I am sick, yet you are hitting me!” He rolled his eyes at her and rubbed the place she had hit him. Jasmine raised her eyes and then rolled her eyes afterward. “Take this, continue to work. I don't care if you are sick!” He groaned as she dumped the laptop on his lap. “Are you kidding?” He sat up very quickly. “Do I look like I am kidding? You are supposed to continue to work!” She slammed her hand on his lap and then walked away. Donovan chuckled.He was suddenly feeling better. He smiled genuinely this time. He
Jasmine groaned as his burly hand hurt her. She wondered why he was holding her that way and when she looked around the gym, there was no one there aside from the both of them. It was a private gym, and not many people are allowed to pay for it. “Let me go!” She uttered through gritted teeth. The man before her widened his eyes when he saw that he was hurting her. He only held her to prevent her from hitting the weight before her. Jasmine was so eager to get away from him, she did not know that there was a weight right in front of her. “I am so sorry!” He pleaded and then removed the weight from the side of her leg. Jasmine rolled her eyes and then walked away. She did not want to have a conversation with anyone or become friends with strangers. Getting back in her room, she went to relax in the bathtub. Jessica’s words were biting at her, and she also missed Donovan. She loved him very much, she cannot bring herself to leave him. At the same time, he had hurt her. After thirty m
Maria got the apartment, the one she used to stay in with Jasmine. The house was empty. Donovan paid another year becausese of Jasmine only for her to stay in his home. The house was a waste of money. Maria went to take a seat on the cream-coloured couch and then her head fell back on the headboard. She missed Andre like crazy. She did not know how attached she had become to him until he left her. Naomi just had to ruin everything and he wouldn't have met her if it wasn't for her stupid fight with her stupid boyfriend. The man sent her out of their shared apartment so she took advantage of the situation. Wait boyfriend? Maria sat up with her eyes widened. ‘Of course, she had a stupid fight with her boyfriend. If I can track him down, maybe he’d be able to shed more light on the situation.” Maria smiled. Then she picked up her phone from her bag and checked all the messages she sent to Andre. He replied to none of it and returned none of her calls.“He is really mad at me.” She sigh
When Naomi entered through the front door, Jessica was shocked to see two men behind her. One was dressed in a black suit and he looked smaller than the other one dressed in a black shirt and jeans. He was burly, almost like a bodyguard. Perhaps he was a bodyguard. Donovan walked back to the living room and then he caught sight of Naomi and the burly man behind her. He scoffed incredulously. “You brought a bodyguard, why?” He asked. The man looked like one, especially with his black goggles. Naomi rolled her eyes proudly. “The last time I came here, you talked to me like nothing. I have heard of you Donovan, you have no respect for anyone, I don't want you harassing me.” She rolled her eyes and walked toward Jessica. Donovan looked at her as though she had grown two heads, he scoffed again. If it weren't for Jessica, he would have sent her away. The ordinary sight of her got him irritated. Her words disgusted him, he could almost vomit. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he went t
After sitting in the bathtub for hours and drinking a whole bottle of champagne, she walked out of the bathroom butt-naked. When she got to the room, she saw her phone vibrating on the bed. She checked the caller's identity and saw Victoria’s name written boldly on the screen. Jasmine picked up the call. “The nerve. You actually picked up the phone after stealing it from me. Do you know the owner of the phone? You should be ashamed of yourself!” Victoria yelled on the other end. Jasmine chuckled. “You think someone stole my phone?” She asked, sitting on the bed. “Jasmine?” Victoria widened her eyes. “Yes?” “Wait, how did you get the phone? Did you come to my house to take it?” Victoria bombarded her with questions. Jasmine laughed and then shook her head. “Daniel brought it to me, don't get mad. He just wants me to speak to you guys.” Jasmine explained.“That bastard! He knew how bad I felt when you went missing. Why couldn't he tell me?! Jasmine, I hate you too. You left and