As scheduled, the Uber arrived at her apartment at exactly 6am. Jasmine, who was usually a light sleeper, had already gotten up earlier, ready for the rollercoaster she was about to get into. The drive started and an hour later they'd arrived at Blackstone airport. As soon as she saw Chad, a small smile creeped across her face. “Baby…” she called out. Chad, who was busy attending to a few employees, turned immediately. She saw his eyes go wide and only made her more determined. She stopped in front of him and pulled him in an embrace. She noticed him stiffen in her embrace, his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides. Jasmine could practically hear the way his teeth clenched together. “What is the meaning of this?” he muttered under his breath, keeping his tone low for the sake of the employees watching them. She pulled back just enough to look up at him, her expression fake innocent. “What do you mean, my love?” she said sweetly, tilting her head. His grip on her waist ti
The Swiss Alps came into view beneath them. It looked absolutely breathtaking with displays of snow-covered peaks and high mountains.The private jet landed smoothly over the mountains, and Chad took a quick glance at Jasmine. Her eyes were wide with awe and her face practically pressed against the window. Unlike New York, Switzerland was much colder, and winter had already settled in, turning the landscape into a pristine wonderland. "You act like you've never seen snow before," He remarked. She turned to him, a grin on her face. "Not like this," she admitted. "New York snow is just…dirty slush and cold misery. But this—" She gestured toward the scenery outside. "This is beautiful." Chad studied her for a moment, noting the genuine excitement in her eyes. He wasn’t sure why, but the sight of her so captivated by something so simple made him momentarily forget why they were even on this trip in the first place. The jet began its descent, and soon, they were taxiing toward a private
Chad stepped outside the chateau, making sure to double-check the hallway to see if anyone was coming from either direction. He pulled out his phone glancing at the message that had suddenly darkened his mood. On cue, his phone rang and Peter's voice came through. “You’re sure the information is accurate?” He asked, already knowing he would have gotten the news as well. Peter hesitated for a fraction of a second before replying.“Yes, sir. The sources are solid. It’s all there. I’ve double-checked the details myself.” Chad nodded, though there was no one around to see him. “Keep a close eye, if anything changes, inform me immediately.” “Understood.” The line went dead and Chad's expression darkened even further at the message. He'd been investigating the explosion that led to the Blackstone family's death years ago, him being the only survivor because he had chosen to go against his abusive father's orders. When he returned, everything had burnt—his house, parents, sister, and
"At Silver Hollow restaurant," Jasmine finally said. She wasn't exactly lying, it was where she met him. Ava looked a little confused, though she still didn't believe it. "Interesting," she turned to Chad. "Care to briefly discuss it? To lighten the place up a little?" she ended it with a giggle. She knew Chad since forever and could easily detect when he wasn't being honest. What Chad did next made her freeze. He circled his hands round Jasmine's waist pulling her closer than before. "I had been there for dinner, trying to get some quiet after a long day. I didn’t expect she’d be there at the same time too. I bumped into a waitress who spilled my coffee, and some of it ended up on her.” The crowd laughed lightly and Jasmine looked at him intensively, trying to figure out where he was heading to. He continued. “ I spent the next few hours making this up to her and I guess from then…” He trailed, turning to look her in the eye, her breath hitched. “I just couldn't stop thinki
The walk to their room was silent and the both of them didn't say a word. Jasmine could feel the space between them still filled with tension. Coming to think of it, she didn't really know the reason why Ava and him had separated and truthfully, she didn’t care, that wasn't what she was paid for and her job, was not to pry into his personal affairs. Chad swiped his key card between the door and it immediately opened. As soon as they entered, the door shut behind them. She sighed, exhausted. It was well past 9 PM, and after the long annoying exchange with Ava, she was ready to crash. They were sure the next day would be far more intense than today. It was a retreat after all. Without saying anything else,she walked over to the bed, took two pillows and a blanket. “Where are you going?” Chad asked. She turned to look at him, adjusting the blanket over her arm. “The couch,” she answered simply. “Unless you want us to sleep on the same bed?” His sharp blue eyes studied her for a mi
The snow had calmed just a little and more guests had already arrived at the retreat making it now livelier than the day before. Jasmine tugged her winter gloves tighter, closing the exposed skin from the chilling cold. She walked into the ski area, her foot leaving a print mark on the snow as she walked. Groups of people were already gathered together laughing and having fun as they should have while others were putting on their gears and getting their slopes ready. She hadn't been on a ski trip in years. Actually, scratch that, she’d never been on a ski trip ever in her life. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" She turned to face Chad. He was directly behind her putting on his gloves and as usual looking effortlessly handsome. "Is this even safe?" She said, a little quieter now. "It’s not rocket science, Jasmine," he said. "You just have to listen to instructions." "Right, because listening to you has always worked out so well for me," she muffled. He didn't respond. Instea
Chad stormed out and walked back to the direction of the mansion leaving Jasmine bubbling in frustration. He was so confusing and unbelievable, she just couldn't understand him. She followed after him. "What the hell is going on?" she demanded, quickening her pace to catch up. At first, he didn’t answer, his shoulders tense, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "How do you expect me to play the part of your fiancée when you won’t tell me anything?" she pressed. "What the heck is up with you?" That made him stop. Slowly, he turned, his expression unreadable, but his voice was ice-cold. "I pay you to be my pretend fiancée—not to pry into my personal life," he said sharply. "Know your limit." With that, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Jasmine standing in the cold. Jasmine stood frozen in place, her breath forming small clouds in the chilly air as Chad disappeared into the distance. Had they just had their first fight? It was a strange realization, conside
“Haven't we met?” Jasmine’s pulse quickened as Olivia studied her. Would she remember? Would she call her out for their last encounter? Olivia hadn’t exactly been the easiest customer back then, and Jasmine had definitely lost patience with her attitude. Just as Olivia’s lips parted, about to say something, a voice called out, interruping. “Miss Jasmine?” Jasmine turned to see a retreat staff member standing a few feet away, her expression tense. She frowned, quickly pushing back the nerves Olivia had stirred. “Yes?” “I’m sorry to interrupt, but it’s urgent.” Jasmine glanced at Georgia, who raised an eyebrow, clearly curious. She then looked back at the staff, nodding. “Alright.” With an apologetic glance at Olivia and the others, she stood and followed the staff member outside the café. The moment they stepped into the cold air, Jasmine’s heart rate picked up. “What’s the matter?” she asked. The staff member hesitated before speaking. “It’s about your fiancé, Mr Blackstone
Chad walked out of Ava suite taking a deep breath as the elevator door closed.He closed his eyes, his back pressing against the cold wall. It was his first one on one conversation with Ava since their breakup and he'd always avoided her cause he never knew how he'd cope with talking to her after all these years.His heart squeezed, the wall he'd built over it almost cracking.She was gone. The woman he'd love from all those years was gone and all he'd seen was just a selfish woman who just wanted something from him and was using tricks to get it. He could see right through her. The elevator door opened and so did his eyes. He was hurt but the feeling was slowly fading, being replaced with something ice-cold and frozen. He stepped out of the elevator and walked back to the guest wing. He'd been hoping to get something out of her but it was pointless, she wasn't going to tell him anything.It was already midnight when Chad arrived at his suite, he slowly opened his suite door walkin
Chad managed to keep calm just enough to avoid Jasmine asking any more questions that he wasn't in the mood to answer. Some part of him felt a disturbed feeling for the way he spoke to her but he shoved the feeling right back to where it came from. He couldn't afford to feel anything for anyone. Chad walked confidently through the halls, adjusting his suit as if to ready himself. He was going to speak to Ava, trying to find out what exactly what she was up to even when he had promised himself he'd never get involved with her again. It was still early evening, around 5pm but due to the cloud covering the sky it looked a few hours to midnight. Chad made his way to the other wing of the mansion–Ava’s wing. He pushed the elevator button and watched it close. He saw a staff member just outside the door looking like she wanted to protest against him stepping to this side of the mansion. Another staff member cut up to her before she opened her mouth and whispered something that made h
Curiosity kills the cat. That was what Jasmine had heard since she was growing up, yet the need to know what Ava was talking about kept biting her. She fiddled with her clothes, contemplating her next move, but then the room door suddenly opened, and Chad strolled to the wardrobe. She watched as he searched through the walls of perfectly hung shirts until he finally pulled out a small briefcase that looked like it could also pass as a box. Completely ignoring her presence, he unlocked it, and paper piles fell from it. Chad searched for half a minute, his usually expressionless face filling with concern. “Where is it?!” He said, his voice barely above a whisper as he swiped through it. After another minute he slammed it shut causing Jasmine to flinch a little. His frustration was clear and the usual calm and composed wall he wore was now replaced by raw unease. “What are you looking for?” she finally asked. Chad's mind was in his own business, completely oblivious to what Jasm
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
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 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
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 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,
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