Jasmine Yates calls off her engagement to her fiancé, Jacob when she finds him cheating on her with her sister. In an accidental one night stand, she encounters Asher Wayne, who also happens to be Jacob’s enigmatic billionaire uncle. What will she do when Asher proposes a deal she finds hard to resist? Will she accept his offer, or will she leave the country for a fresh start like she had planned? What happens when Jacob regrets his actions and does everything he can to get her back?
View MoreJasmine’s forehead remained puckered in confusion as she waited for Asher to elaborate on the revelation he had just shared. And Asher rubbed a hand down his face before he picked up from where he left off. “Diana had been my girlfriend since high school. And the picture in that frame was one of us in college.” Jasmine tilted her head as she listened intently to him. She could sense the hurt in his voice, and it tugged at her heart strings. “Things between us were good and I was set to marry her after I graduated from business school,” he paused to get ahold of his emotions that were threatening to slip. He had already been vulnerable enough with Jasmine, and didn’t want to show any more. “But then,” he finally continued after getting his emotions in check. “I got into an accident just before I could inherit my father’s company.” “Someone saved me on the night of the accident. At first, I thought it was Diana, but,” his lips twisted into a bitter smile. “Her cold attitude af
Jasmine spun around in startlement, and as she tried hiding the picture frame behind her, it slipped from her hand.The sound of shattering glass made her flinch and her eyes widened as she turned to see the shattered pieces of the picture frame on the floor. A gasp escaped her lips and beads of sweat began to form on her forehead as she instantly crouched down and began to pick up the broken pieces.Asher’s brows drew into a deep V as he watched her frantically fiddle with the glass shards. “Jasmine,” he drawled as he took cautious steps towards her. “What did you break?Jasmine’s heart pounded in her chest as she scrambled for a reply, but in her distracted state, she grazed her finger against the sharp edge of a broken piece.“Ouch,” she hissed in pain as she instinctively jerked her hand back, and inspected the finger that had begun to drip blood onto the bodice of her white lace dress. Asher was by her side in a flash, and he gripped her arm gently, pulling her up to her feet
Jasmine’s fingers tightened around Asher’s shirt at his suggestive tone, and her tongue subconsciously flicked out to wet her bottom lip. Asher’s eyes followed the small action and a low rumble emanated from his throat as he pulled her closer.“You’re making it so hard to resist throwing you on my bed and having you screaming under me,”he groaned and dipped his head towards the curve of her neck.Jasmine’s heart raced, but before his lips could graze her skin, she firmed her palms on his chest and pushed him back as much as she could. “Mr. Wayne—”“Call me Asher,” he interrupted her with a low, coaxing voice. “We’re married now, so drop the formalities.”“A-Asher,” Jasmine gulped shakily, the name tasting foreign on her tongue. “We have a rule to keep, remember?”Asher tilted his head and furrowed his brows in feigned confusion. “And what rule is that?” Jasmine rolled her eyes and shook her head as she added more pressure against his chest to prevent him from coming closer. “I’m se
After a long night of fake smiles and mingling with the guests at the banquet hall, the party was finally over, and Jasmine and Asher made their way home in his Cadillac Escalade.Jasmine subconsciously fiddled with the ring on her finger as she gazed outside the window. Her thoughts swirled with everything that had happened that evening, especially Jacob and Charlotte’s threats, and she sighed quietly, trying to suppress the unease brewing within her.Asher noticed her from his peripheral vision.“Penny for your thoughts?” He cocked a brow, his gaze still focused on the road ahead of him.Jasmine blinked and turned to look at him. The little light emanating from the dashboard cast a faint glow on his stunning profile and she found herself almost entranced by it.But she caught herself and quickly looked away. “It’s just,” she sighed again, and leaned her head back against the headrest. “I can’t help but wonder what further tricks Jacob and Charlotte will pull to bring me down. I hon
The reporters’ eyes followed Asher’s finger to Charlotte and Jacob, who suddenly froze like deers caught in headlights as all the cameras now shifted towards them.“Where are you both going, dear nephew?” Asher continued, his tone in between mocking and edgy. “The party hasn’t even gotten started.”Jacob and Charlotte shifted uncomfortably under the weight of so many eyes on them. Charlotte scrambled for a way to get out of the embarrassing situation she had tried to avoid.“This party is too boring for us, and that’s why we are leaving,” she finally retorted, dusting invisible lint from the bodice of her red, slip dress as she nudged Jacob. “Isn’t that right, Jakey?”Jacob cleared his throat awkwardly, and adjusted the lapel of his suit as he equally straightened his stance. “Yes, indeed. We wouldn’t have even come here if my grandmother hadn’t forced me.”“What are you talking about, you silly brat?” Ophelia’s voice shot out from among the guests as she came into view.She was impe
The question hit Jasmine like a slap to the face and she froze momentarily, her face becoming slightly pale as she could feel the eyes of the reporters on her.The flashes from the cameras that were trained on her did nothing to quell her rising anxiety, and she instinctively tightened her grip on Asher’s hand, to steady herself. “Don’t let them get to you, princess. Just breathe,” Asher stroked her hand with his thumb in a comforting manner. Jasmine closed her eyes and inhaled sharply as she felt Asher’s strokes easing her anxiety. When she reopened her eyes, her demeanor was more composed.She squared her shoulders as she looked straight at the reporter who still pointed a microphone at her.“I don’t know where you heard that from,” she countered, her voice clear and steady, despite the tiny bit of anxiety that still lingered in her heart. but it isn’t true.” Somehow her gaze travelled across the room, and she caught sight of Jacob and Charlotte before they could avert their gaz
Jasmine took a deep breath, and her hands smoothened out the bodice of the white lace dress she wore as she stared at her reflection in the full length mirror. Her long blonde hair was plaited into a French braid, and secured with a white satin ribbon. Her face was covered in minimal makeup which accentuated her delicate features.The short dress hugged her petite curves in all the right places and complimented her long, tanned legs. She didn’t feel quite like herself, but she had to admit, she looked beautiful. The stylist Asher hired to get her ready did a good job.“Ma’am, I must say you look very stunning,” the stylist gushed as she admired Jasmine’s reflection, almost as though she overheard her thoughts.“Mr Wayne will not be able to take his eyes off you all through the party.”A faint blush crept up Jasmine’s cheeks at the compliment. It had been five days since she’d signed the marriage contract with Asher, and tonight, he was hosting a party to announce their marriage to h
Jasmine sighed and subconsciously chewed on her lips as she wrestled with the decision to take. A part of her wanted to say no and go ahead with her plan of leaving New York, and start afresh in a place far away from all the betrayal and humiliation. But the other part, the one fueled by pain and anger, desperately craved to make Charlotte and Jacob pay for what they had done to her. Still, what was the point of dwelling on their painful betrayal when she could just move on? She pressed her lips in a firm line as she looked at Asher, who was patiently watching her. “I appreciate your offer, Mr. Wayne, but I’ll pass,” she declined, making sure her voice was polite, yet resolute. Asher’s brows arched in surprise, but she didn’t give him a chance to interrupt as she continued. “I’m not interested in getting revenge against Jacob and Charlotte. I just want to leave this city. There’s nothing left for me here.” As the words left her lips, a sad, gloomy expression overtook
Charlotte was taken aback by Jacob’s sudden outburst and her face contorted into a frown. “Jacob, what has gotten into you?” She demanded as she tugged at his arm. “Why do you care so much about Jasmine being with your uncle?”Her words flew over Jacob’s head as he yanked his arm free from her grip. And all he saw was red as he stormed towards Asher and Jasmine. “This relationship will not happen!” He spat and attempted to reach for Jasmine, but Asher swiftly stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Jasmine to shield her.His brow arched as he stared down at Jacob’s seething figure. “And who are you to declare that? You’ve already chosen your partner. Go back to her and stop making a fuss.”Jacob’s fists tightened as his gaze alternated between Asher and Jasmine before settling on Jasmine in a venomous glare. “You’ll pay for this,” he sneered. “You’ll pay for humiliating me like this.”“Humiliating you?” Jasmine scoffed as she stepped away from behind Asher, finally musterin
“I can’t wait to see the reaction on Jacob’s face,” Jasmine mused, a soft smile gracing her lips as she stepped out of the elevator leading to her fiancé, Jacob’s office.She carefully held onto the rectangular paper box that housed his favorite cake which she had stayed up all night baking. Today was his birthday and she wanted to surprise him.Her heart was cheery as she neared the door to his office, but her forehead creased into a frown when she heard muffled voices coming from within.Was Jacob with someone?She shrugged off the thought. Perhaps, it was one of his clients or colleagues. But as she reached the mahogany door, her steps faltered and her body stiffened as she heard a very familiar voice coming from the office.“Jakey, when will you dump that plain Jane, so we can be together?”Jasmine’s breath hitched and her palms became sweaty as she clutched the box tighter. Could it really be…?Before she could stop herself, she pushed the door open without knocking. The box of...
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