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The rays of sunlight shone brightly into the large room, two humans could be seen on the large bed as the rays shone on them as well.
Jasmine stretched her hands yawning tiredly, she brought down her hands to her face, using her palm to block the rays as she slowly sat up.
She felt extreme pain between her legs, her sight was gradually getting clearer as she adjusted to the brightness within a twinkle of an eye.
She gasped covering her mouth in shock. She looked around and saw her clothes littered around the room.
Tristan laid on his stomach with the white duvet almost covering all his body an his face was not in her direction. She ignored the hurting pains between her legs, she picked up her clothes and hurriedly put them on running out of the room.
She got outside, flagged down a taxi, got in and the journey to her house began. She was greatly troubled as she tries to remember how she ended up on the bed with a man. She sighed deeply and brushed it off, placing her head on the headrest.
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Jasmine rushed into the building panting, the pains between her legs were not helping matters but that's the least of her problem. She decided to move on, she tried to remember the guy's face but couldn't. She decided to brush off every negative thoughts, her job matters most at that moment.
She is a receptionist in Tristan's company, one of his companies precisely. She happens to be on duty toda but ended up getting to the office very late.
She rushed to her post and one of them walked up to her.
"You're late. Why?". The lady asked and Jasmine sighed.
"Please, I'm not ready for your nags". Jasmine said arranging the necessary things on the huge table before her. She left her table scattered the previous day with hope of resuming very early today.
"Do want that to be recorded?". The lady asked with a smirk.
"Just let me be! We all know how punctual I am, something came up, can you let me...."
She cut short by the greetings of her co-workers, they bow slightly as Tristan walked into the company fully, is two hands tucked into his pocket, part of his air fell on his right eye, covering it entirely, a pod in his left ear and light lip balm on his thin lips.
Jasmine sensed a bit of familiarity when she beheld his face but couldn't pinpoint where she had seen his face. She was as well gripped by shock when she beheld how cute her boss is.
Since the very day she began working in his company, she has never set her eyes on her boss, so seeing him for the first time brought out a loud gasp but the only problem is the aura of familiarity coming from him.
She brushed it off and resumed her work after Tristan has left for his office.
"It might just be an optical allusion". She muttered scratching her head.
Her co-workers began their usual behavior, they surrounded her table with the smiles of gossip plastered on their faces. Jasmine needs no one to tell her what they need at her table, she badly wants to disappear but that seems like something impossible.
"Bet it's your first time seeing the boss right?". One of them asked and she nod sharply.
"I had no idea he is this cute and muscular". Jasmine replied smiling.
"Oh please! He is way more than that! I wish he can just look at me". Another one said and she sighed out.
"How can he look at you when he doesn't like females?". Another one fired and they all laughed while the one who spoke earlier glaring at her.
"Heard he has a fiancee". The sixth lady said grinning.
"Of course. She is my role model". The fourth one said blushing.
"Eeww, I don't like her a bit! Too arrogant". The fifth lady blabbed.
"Or you are jealous she has your dream man?". The third lady snapped chuckling.
"The boss is literally not my type. I just admire his cute face". The fifth lady argued.
Jasmine sighed tiredly as she stared at the two ladies arguing like their life depends on it.
She is really not intrested in this gathering, her legs are getting sour from standing for so long, she could have sat her ass down but her seat has been occupied by one of them.
"Omg!!!!! Natasha (Tristan's Fiancee) just dropped a killer post and she looks so hot in that wine dress". The second lady screamed so loud as her eyes never left her phone.
The others who likes her as well hurriedly brought out their phones to check the post. Their mouth fell widely open as they almost watered their phones with salivas dripping down from their mouths.
"Bunch of fools". The fifth lady said rolling her eyes. She is the most arrogant of them all who thinks she is better off than anyone else, she is also the one who do nag at Jasmine.
Jasmine breath out in relief as the lady on her seat stood up.
"The boss dropped a comment on her post! I'm so jealous right now". The first lady said placing one hand on her cheek.
All of those made no sense to Jasmine, she only stared at them performing madness and acting crazily over a post.
"Jasmine join the flow!". The fourth lady said and she smiled lightly.
"I'll just pass, thanks". Jasmine replied politely with smiles on her face.
"Show off!!". The fifth lady hissed and walked to her seat.
She brought out a gum, unwrapped it and threw it into her mouth chewing loudly.
Davis (Tristan's Personal Assistant) suddenly appeared and they all rushed to their seats acting like nothing happened. They are literally scared he might tell on them but he doesn't even have their time.
He matched towards Jasmine's table who has her head down. He placed a soft knock in her table and she slowly raised her head.
"The boss sends for you". Davis delivered and left.
The girls gathered around her table again grinning stupidly. Jasmine ignored them and matched towards his office.
πππππππ ππππππ πππππππ'π ππ π πππ The huge glass door pave way slowly revealing Jasmine. She had knocked earlier and was ushered in. She took slow strides towards his table with her head down. She has never seen the boss nor entered his office. The first time she saw him was at the reception, where she works. She has to be in her best behavior, so she won't loose her job. "Good morning sir". She greeted with a slight bow and he nod. He stared at her for some minutes while her heartbeats increased with so many questions lingering in her head. "What's your name?". He finally asked. "Jasmine". She replied fearfully. "Do I look like a fierce animal? Or is there any weapon here with me?". He asked and she shook her head sideways. "Tell me about yourself". He demanded. Right from when he entered the building, he recognized her to be the girl from the bar and he summoned her presence in his office for some certain reasons. She stood like a psycho w
Two women could be seen seated on a lavish imported couch.One of them was Susannah, while the other was a lady dressed elegantly and fashionably. Beautiful stoned shining heels were displayed on the table. Judging by the stone diamonds, one could easily tell that that piece of accessory was crafted using the highest quality materials. A diamond heel like that was worth more than a million. Natasha had deliberately brought that item to pay her respects to her future mother-in-law. Susannah wore a friendly smile as she mutters, βYouβre so thoughtful, Natasha. I wasn't expecting such an expensive gift from you.β She sized up Natasha admiringly. Natasha is the daughter of Luckman a highly capable businessman and the face of the socialites in this city. Natasha's career has recently thrived, and she has successfully upgraded her status to an A-list celebrity Model. Sheβs beautiful and equipped with great etiquette. All of her excellent traits fulfilled the standards of the daughter-i
The moment the duo walked out of the house with Natasha sending a despised glare at Jasmine, Jasmine immediately knew coming to Tristan's house in the first place was a huge mistake."Mr. Tristan, I think I've overstayed my welcome. Please don't come searching for me anymore." Jasmine mumbled as she instantly scurried out of his house before he could stop her. Arriving outside the huge gate, Jasmine let out a breath she didn't know she's been holding. She flags down a cab to the Gomez Mansion. The gatekeeper opened the gate as she strolled into the huge compound ending for the main door to the living room. On walking in, Jasmine's eyes collide with the packed Rolling Box that looks like hers. Taking her gaze to the eyes glaring hard at her, she couldn't help but ask. "What the hell is going on here? what is my luggage doing down here?" Jasmine asked trying not to yell at the six pairs of eyes glaring at her. "What does it look like, Jasmine? Don't you think is the right time for y
Jasmine gazed at him dumbstruck. How could he ask them to get a contract marriage of three good years?"Tristan, I can't have a contract marriage with you," Jasmine uttered after a while of silence between them. "And why can't you, Jasmine? I won't go back on my words if you don't find me worthy of you." Tristan said trying to make her succumb to his offer. "It's not all about you, Tristan! What about your family? Your Mother, she doesn't seem to like me. She called me a gold digger, Tristan." Jasmine Uttered as this was bothering her. "You and I know you're not a Gold digger! As for my mother, you have nothing to worry about. After all, she doesn't live with me which means, you both would rarely cross paths with each other." Jasmine scoffs... "Just because she doesn't live in the same house with you doesn't guarantee her accepting me. I don't wish to make this marriage deal with you, Tristan." Jasmine said sternly and immediately tried walking off but, Tristan was quick to hold
Jasmine couldn't believe she'd just signed in her death sentence just like that. how could she say something so stupid as that? She gave in to his whims so easily and allowed him to bully and pressure her into accepting this nonsense! what exactly is she going to do with her life now? She has no idea, as she sat back in frustration."Uhmm Miss Jasmine, forgive me for intruding and disturbing you but, you should follow me into the guest room, you might want to take a rest," the maid said, as her face fell. she couldn't believe they are already giving her a room in his house."Can't I just stay here instead? I will just wait for Tristan, I still need to speak with him, we are not done yet with our discussion" Jasmine said to the maid, ignoring her offer. She has already made the mistake of agreeing to his rubbish request, and she will only further ruin things if she follows her into the room. It's just the same as accepting to be his wife, but didn't she just agree? She scolded herself
Jasmine walked up to the truck to check whatever it is that is inside, she didn't know exactly what to do but she knows that this is her escape plan for sure, she just need to find a way to get these bodyguards off her back, they are behaving like flies and are starting to really irritate her already."I need a chair, I like it here and oh I forgot to take my phone, I will really like to take pictures, so one of you get me a chair, and the other person should get me my phone and please grab a cup of cold juice from the kitchen on your way back, I really need it I'm so thirsty" she said to them, pretending as though she want to pass out.They both have no choice but to succumb to her command, they should not be on her blacklist, this is a really red flag, she's as bossy as the boss.Seeing that they were already on their way inside, Jasmine looked at the driver and inside the truck as well, it seems to be quite empty, she will definitely fit into this place."Umm Mr, please can you do
Jasmine stood there with her hopes up, finally the train stopped right in front of her, and she stayed in line waiting for her to turn to get in, but then suddenly the train closed it's doors, and some of the authorities came down."We are sorry, but this train will not be leaving anymore, everyone please just calm down, we will return each and everybody's money, we are so sorry for the delay" a woman said."But that's not fair, we have places that we have planned to be, you can't just tell us to leave, this is all shades of wrong" one of the passengers said."Yes" every other person agreed, saying in unison, Jasmine really can't place it, but she feels like something is wrong, and someone is behind the whole thing, how come it's the day that she wants to get into the train, that it stops working.She have a really bad feeling about all of this, she would have to look for another way around this, she can't stay in this city for so long, Tristan will definitely find her.She stepped fo
The next morning, Jasmine woke up to something that looks like a store, they had come here last night, they arrived quite late, she still met the bodyguards that were supposed to be guarding or protecting her, they were still on their knees, begging for their lives.She was still busy, trying to figure out what in the world is going on, when she heard a knock on the door."Come in" she said after making sure that she's not naked, or exposed, she has a feeling that the person knocking on the door, is no other person but Tristan, and of course he tuned out to be the one."What do you want?" she asked him, she really doesn't want to see his face right now, she just wants to be alone."This is my room" Tristan said."Alright then, I will just leave" she said and started to find a way out of bed."Of course that's not what I mean, I just came to see how you are doing, and also pick some things" he said."Shouldn't you be at work?" Jasmine asked"Uhmm no, I won't be going to work today, not