The retreat was as quiet as ever when Jasmine stepped out later that evening. But she didn't expect much—it was midnight, and the guests were all in their rooms. Well, all except for her. But how could she sleep, with her mind racing with a million and one thoughts? She continued her stride to the large windows, which revealed the falling snow. She couldn't help but admire it—she had loved the snow ever since she was young, and even now, it was just as beautiful. She moved closer, pulling off her glove and reaching for the window to feel its chill. Before her hand made contact with the glass, a voice spoke. "Lovely, isn't it?" Startled, she turned immediately, her chest hammering. Her eyes met warm brown ones. It was Jordan. She didn't know much about him, but judging by the way Chad looked at him, he was probably bad news. He took some steps closer, his eyes fixed on the falling snow outside. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said casually. “But you looked like you could use so
Chad spent the rest of the night thinking about the news he had gotten a few days ago. Peter had reported the investigation looking into his family's case had brought up some new suspicion about someone surviving the explosion. The very idea of someone surviving that fire that'd taken out almost the entire neighborhood made a shiver run down Chad’s spine. For years, he had accepted the brutal truth that his family was gone, wiped from existence in that fiery destruction. No bodies to bury, just ashes and the worst of all was that he couldn't even identify theirs. Now, after all this time, someone was claiming otherwise? He exhaled sharply, pressing his fingers against his temples. “Damn it.” His mind had been running with wild thoughts ever since then he needed to escape not just because of Jordan but because he didn't understand what exactly was going on and not so many miles away from the scene. Who? Who could have possibly survived? Peter had been only mentioning that certai
She pressed her hand over Chad's chest, trying to at least create an opening to slip past, but it was of no use. The man was as solid as a damn rock. But finally, he took the hint and stepped back, giving her enough space to slip past him. “I told you, it’s nothing,” she said quickly, reaching for the door. Chad didn’t stop her this time. “You’re a terrible liar,” he commented, and in the next minute, she was gone. ~••~ THE NEXT MORNING Jasmine and Chad were back in the lodge. After their awkward morning, they had managed to agree to keep up their fake relationship and well-played act. While they were here, they had to make sure no one caught the hint of pretense. Breakfast at the lodge was lively. Everyone was chatting over the freshly prepared meal. Jasmine had usually been the only one coming for breakfast, but now seeing Chad, a few of them were shocked. Jasmine and Chad sat together in the long dining hall. She didn't understand why everyone needed to have breakfast at on
Jasmine headed back to the lodge and the first thing that caught her attention was Georgia and Chad. Georgia was talking to him and she even saw her laughing at something he said, though Chad remained blank and emotionless. Pushing down whatever unusual feeling she felt, she approached them. “Georgia,” she greeted. Both Georgia and Chad turned to look at her. A smile appeared on Georgia's face or at least the previous one became wider. “Jasmine! Didn't think I'd see you here. I assume you won't be needing any lessons right?” She chuckled and Jasmine followed, though it wasn't genuine. Jasmine looped her arm through Chad’s and then looked back up at her. She saw the way Georgia's expression stiffened. “It's a hot tub, I couldn't miss it. Especially not under a weather this cold. “ “Same here.” She replied. I was just talking to Chad, have you guys met?” Jasmine smiled, deciding now was as good a time as any. “Yes, actually. Oh, let me formally introduce you. This is Chad,
Jordan’s smirk deepened as he stepped closer, clearly enjoying himself. “Well, this is a surprise,” he mused, looking Chad up and down like he was sizing him up. “Didn’t think I’d run into you here.” Jasmine internally rolled her eyes, her jaw clenching. She'd just spoken to him a few hours ago and here he was pretending to know nothing. Chad didn’t reply. He simply stood there, his grip on her steadying as he looked anywhere but at Jordan. Jordan chuckled at the silence, rocking back on his heels. “Still the same, huh? Always the quiet type. Makes me wonder how you keep up in business when words are just as important as numbers.” Jasmine felt Chad’s grip tighten slightly. Jordan turned his attention to her, amusement flickering in his eyes. “And you, Jasmine. I have to say, I didn’t expect this.” He gestured between the two of them. “Mrs Blackstone—his fiancée? That’s new.” Although Chad didn't speak, he wondered how he knew her name and for a fleeting moment, he felt a wave of
Jasmine’s breath hitched as she stared at Chad, his piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. The tension between them was still very thick from their previous kiss. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to snap out of it. It was just a kiss, her very first but it was only to make their relationship believable. Nothing more. Chad still didn't say anything but his expression had gone back to its usual stoic self. His grip on her waist was firm, as if he wasn’t ready to let go just yet, jaw slightly tight, Something she didn’t have enough courage to even say. Jasmine forced a laugh, hoping to break the tension. “Well, that was fun.” Luckily for her, Chad snapped back to reality and his grip on her loosened and he stepped back. What was going on with him? He mentally scolded himself. It took a few seconds for him to finally find his voice but when he did, it was as sharp as ever. “You call that fun?” Jasmine lifted a brow, feigning nonchalance. “You’re welcome, by the way. Ava’s going
Ava restlessly paced back and forth in her private suite, anger boiling within her. The room was very massive, she had an entire floor to herself, isolated from the rest of the rooms in the mansion. It was just exactly the way she liked it. Exclusive. She'd thought that if she became sarce for a few days Chad would soften his heart towards her or at least chase after her but oh how wrong she had been. She wondered if Chad truly liked Jasmine and had forgotten about her completely. No, she couldn't let that happen; she still needed him. Ava picked the glass of pine juice that stood on the luxurious desk in the middle of her room. She took a sip of the juice and dropped the glass back down. Christmas was in two days and yet she still hadn't achieved the main purpose of the retreat. She had thought that if she stayed distant and played the devastated ex, Chad might come to his senses. Maybe even chase after her. But no. Instead, she had been forced to watch him kiss Jasmine. The e
Jasmine's conversation with Georgia was the definition of pointless. She tries to get Georgia to say something about her and Jordan and why she'd been balling her eyes out because of him. After half an hour of trying to get her to feel comfortable enough to talk. Georgia ended up excusing herself, practically running out of the scene the moment she saw Jordan approached. She was very sure that wasn't how people were supposed to react when seeing their soon to be husband. Jasmine didn't bother waiting for him to speak and turned, walking away from him. She couldn't go back to the lodge, Chad was still there and after their kiss, she wasn't ready to be anywhere close to him yet. She moved wherever her feet could take and ended up on the other side of the mansion. Coming to think of it she'd never really been on this part of the house. It was a different area entirely, though it was painted in the same white and grey as the entire house, this part just looked different. Ahead of he
The silence in the room was unnerving, and everyone was eager to know what the response of the clients would be."See... I told you this was pointless, if none of the other applicants could do it, then certainly Jasmine would be the worst person to call for the job." Chad muttered to June."Well, sir, even if she fails, it was worth the risk. Would you rather she hadn't done anything and we lose the job, then you figure out that she gets this contract for another company? At least when she fails, you'll know she was truly incompetent like you said." June replied politely.Chad shrugged. "You know me, I'm never wrong about a person, so I don't need to follow the goddamn rules. I'll judge the fucking book by its cover." He said, brushing his hair slightly with his hand."Relax sir, the investors hadn't said anything yet, and I'm sure they wouldn't like side talks at such a prestigious meeting." June said."Wait... Are you telling me to be quiet? Just because you are related to me doesn'
Jasmine sighed, a mischievous smirk spreading across her face. "Not a chance.""Please, Jasmine, just come with me," June begged, her voice soft and desperate as she hurriedly got out of the Mercedes."Yeah... Just drop your stupid pride and come back." The receptionist said."Shut up!" Jasmine and June echoed together."As I was saying. Chad realized his mistakes... And wants to give you a chance to work with us. It's a one time pay, so once you are able to secure us the contract, he is willing to give you a hundred thousand dollars." June said, her voice persuasive.Jasmine sighed. "I'm gonna help you with a billion dollar project and you are only offering me a hundred thousand dollars? That's quite greedy of you. I'm sure this was Chad's idea. What does he take me for?" She protested.June sighed. "Alright, name your price. We'll give you whatever you want." She said, trying her best to convince Jasmine.They were running out of time, and Jasmine was their last hope.Jasmine folded
"Fuck no!" Chad said bluntly. "There is no way I'm letting this amateur mess up my chance with the investors.""Ummm... With all due respect sir, our chances with the investors are basically zero without a business strategist. We had to call some of the people who came for an interview to give us some ideas, but even their ideas were rejected. "The lady said.Chad sighed. "Then screw it..." He cursed. "There is no way she would be able to make any difference if all those people had failed.""Well... With her we still have a three percent chance of getting the contract if she is as bad as you say." The lady protested. "Can I have a look at her portfolio?"Reluctantly, Chad handed Jasmine's portfolio to the lady, and she went over it quickly."Well damn it... This lady is more than qualified for this role sir, if I were you I...""But you aren't." Chad cut her off. "I'm the boss around here, and I'll decide who gets hired and who doesn't, so if I say Jasmine here isn't hired, then she i
"What? Owe you an apology? I'm not the one who cheated." Chad retorted."Cheated? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Jasmine defended."Oh please, cut the chase, and let's get straight to it. If you don't want to talk about it then it's fine. I'm happier without you anyway." Chad said, his voice laced with venom.Chad's words cut through Jasmine's soul like a hot knife in butter, and she felt tears trying to creep out, but she quickly forced them back."So are we just going to pretend like you didn't use me as a one-night stand?" Jasmine blurted out.The moment instantly became awkward, but she couldn't retract her words.Chad sighed. "So we are doing this?" He retorted."At least tell me what I did wrong," Jasmine said, her voice getting emotional. "Do you know how painful it is to wake up to an empty bed after such a passionate night? Or didn't I mean anything to you? Was that night just a joke or was it part of the contract?"Chad felt guilty about hearing Jasmine's question
"Chad?" Jasmine blurted out, feeling a mixture of emotions.A part of her was finally happy to see him, while the other part was confused and anxious about what his reaction would be to her.Chad raised an eyebrow, startled for a moment. He hadn't been expecting Jasmine as one of the candidates. However, he quickly regained his calm and cold demeanor before she could notice his surprise."Have a seat, miss; your interview has already commenced," he said, without a flick of emotions.Interview?What the fuck is he going on about? She thought. Is he just going to pretend like he doesn't know me or is this some crazy prank?Was he just going to go on with the interview like he didn't know she was the one? Or was this some sort of prank? First, he vanished without a trace, leaving only a message of their contract ending after using her as a one-night stand.Was that his plan all along? Use me to make Ava jealous and all, and when he was finally ready to get back together with Ava, he woul
The week came in a blur, and Jasmine had to return to work. Though she dreaded the idea, it was either that or she would be eating the scraps off the street for breakfast, lunch and dinner.Her mind wandered back to the New year's event, she hadn't heard anything from her Dad since then and for some reason she'd stopped herself from actively trying to connect to him, though her curiosity was at its peak. Where had he been all these years? Why did she feel something different, strange being around him?However her thoughts were interrupted by a crashing noise. She looked over to see she'd bumped into another of her work colleagues. Both her food tray and the others scattered all over the place. Shit! Shit!!Had she spaced out? She had been completely unaware of her surroundings and worst of all, this was the third time this week. She quickly bent down to help with the cleaning but before she could touch anything, Mr Whitman's voice echoed from the back of the room.“Jasmine. To the
“Mina.” His voice cracked.Jasmine took two steps backwards shaking her head. “This can't be real. You're dead.”Her father, John, took a step into the light, a side smile on his face. “I am not, and I can explain everything. I just want you to believe me.”“How? Mom? Since when? Where have you been all this while?” Questions kept spilling out of her mouth uncontrollably.“I can explain, Mina. I just want this to be between us.”Her mind scrambled to make sense of his words. “What do you mean between us? We have to tell mom. Do you have any idea how hard this has been for her?”She shook her head as if trying to wake up from a terrible dream. “I must be hallucinating. You died! I went to your funeral.”John took two steps forward until he was just a few steps away from her. “I will explain everything, I just need you to promise me you won't tell your mom.” She didn't say a word and stared at him disoriented. He reached out, holding her palm in his. “You're all grown up now.”His han
The Withers family were all gathered at her Aunt Chelsea’s house. It had become their tradition to spend the New Years and Christmas there ever since her father died.Chelsea was much younger than Jasmine's mother, Nimani. If anything, she was half her age. Chelsea was her step-aunt from her Dad’s—or at least, that was how she understood it from her mother's description. All she truly knew was that they were related, and her mother had a really close relationship with Chelsea even before her marriage to her father. Chelsea brought the last tray of her MasterChef recipe, placing it gently on the table, her face beaming with pride. “Voila..” She took the tray lid off dramatically. “This year's Christmas special! Or at least what we would have had if Jasmine had showed up and did not just magically disappear. “Jasmine rolled her eyes at her. She could tell from the false anger Chelsea played that she just wanted to dig into where Jasmine had actually gone.“Can we just have dinner f
Jasmine stared at Peter, dumbfounded. She couldn't formulate any words to fill the internal confusion she felt.Peter didn't wait for Jasmine to register an answer and instead gave a firm nod.“I'll be waiting.” With that, he turned away and left.Images of the previous night rushed back into her head. After all that, he'd just vanished the next morning. Was it something she did?Finally, dragging the life back into her dead, shocked body, she turned back into the room. But just a few steps away, a sinister chuckle stopped her cold.She didn't need to turn to know it was Ava—who else would be that jobless to pause their own life just to enjoy someone else's misery?“What's wrong, darling?” Ava mocked.When Jasmine didn't turn, she continued, “Do my ears hurt, or did I just hear that Chad abandoned you?”Jasmine's throat tightened.“Oh, please… don't act like you didn't see this coming. He's Chad Blackstone of course, do you really think he cares about you?” Jasmine stiffened as Ava c