Jasmine Jaiswal believed in love against all odds, even when life was relentless in its cruelty. Married to Arun, her knight in shining armor, she thought she had finally escaped her tragic past. But when Arun hands her divorce papers and reveals his betrayal, her world shatters. Alone in a prison cell, framed for a crime she didn't commit, Jasmine's love turns to a burning desire for vengeance. As she navigates the darkest corners of her soul, she must decide if her quest for retribution is worth the price of her humanity...... What would she do when she discovers that she was carrying the babies of the man she so desperately wanted to destroy?
View MoreArun walked into the company building. At first, he heard murmurs around him but he raised his head and walked right in. They were his workers and he had rights over them. For those he beheld their faces sniggering behind his back, he was going to sack and lay off without notice. This was his company and he was going to take it back from the chaos he had left it to be in, especially the new one Maya added. "Welcome back to work sir" His assistant ran over to him as he was approaching. He looked like someone who had not left his job position ever since he left him. "Go on" he instructed sensing that he had wanted reporting something to him. "The warehouse at ....." "I know" Arun sighed and mumbled, cutting him short before he could finish. Of course he knew what had happened to the warehouse, more surprising was that it was his wife who had caused it and was now leading a narrative that it had been caused by enemies and a paid arsonist. And an investigation to discover whom
"Please stop the car" Jasmine's rasped voice came but the taxi driver didn't do as she had instructed. She repeated what she had said and her request seemed to have annoyed the driver."I'm not stopping till I reach your destination. You two caused me to miss appointments today,do you think you can be able to pay for the damage you caused me by wasting my time?" Marshal knew from the tone of the man's voice that he had been angered. True,they wasted his time but he had underestimated him and how he would have rewarded him handsomely if not for the disrespect he has shown to Jasmine in his presence."Stop the car right now!! Fucking stop the car right now!!" Jasmine screamed hitting the doors of the car as hard as she could.She needed to breath. She needed to walk away because perhaps doing so was going to while away the pains she felt.The car wasn't providing that comfort she needed and only walking down the bush road appeared to do so."Please just stop the car. We'll drop here"
Arun watched from a corner of his eyes as Maya answered almost all the questions asked by the press she had Invited. She had won. Well, it was obvious she did. She had gotten him to return to their mansion with her where she already had numerous Interviews waiting for their return. And she has made him appear before the camera with her, regardless of how angry he had been. To admit she did have a good plan up her sleeve and her burning his warehouse had garnered pity from the public towards him, sentiments that were fast rising his stocks back into the market. And with what she argued about the recording being adulterated and fake, it was easy to believe too, considering how AI was on the rise in the society and the use of cloning apps. She indeed was smart but the remnants of his anger about her burning his biggest warehouse still remained. "You will go to work after the interview. You'll show the people that you're not backing out from what belongs to you" she said affectionat
"While coming here did you honestly think I was going to believe your cock and bull story?" Jasmine mumbled with a heavy saddened voice from what she had heard. "Who did you even think you are to come here and spill such bullshit before me, expecting me to believe!?" She snapped angered. "Calm down Jasmine.... I" "Calm down? You expect me to calm down after the bullshit you just spilled?" She continued bawling, trying her hardest to prevent the tears that had gathered at her eyes from falling. "I'm sorry but I didn't mean it that way, I only wanted to tell you the truth about..." "Truth? What truth?! Your perfectly crafted cock and bull story? Your imagination? What truth!!" "Just who the fuck did you even think you are!! What gave you the right and impetus to say this to me!"" I was the..."Again Jasmine cut her short. But his time her voice was calmer than how angry she had been before. She was still, as if she had received a new revelation. "Ofcourse. Did I forget. You're
"From the house worker at the Jaiswal's I was able to ask, the young Jasmine had cried alot arguing that someone had killed her mother that rainy night after she was tucked into her bed, but her father had silenced her saying it was in her imagination" "Why would her father do such a thing, he should have listened to the young girl and found out the truth concerning what she had said" "That was what I said too but well, you're about to find out why he did what he did soon"" Her father apparently struck a deal with the little girl. He was to bribe the media into not talking about the suicide she was ruled to have committed, reasons being for his daughter not to live her life reading all over the media about how her mother committed suicide" he continued, pausing at intervals to study Marshal ans the rapt attention he was paying to his narration. " Who ever would hear that would say he is a very caring and thoughtful father"" That was what I wanted to say too but keeping quiet beca
Marshal had pleaded with her to stay safe and not investigate anything relating to the sold house but no matter how Jasmine had tried, it was an impossible task for her to fulfill. This was about her mother, about her last and about the only house that beared her and her childhood memories. Whether it was a bait to catch her or not, whether it was a trap. She didn't care. She needed to find out and she needed to do so while there was still time. But where was she to begin from? Where was she to start searching for answers from. Alighting from the cab she was in, she crossed the road over to the other end where a mansion stood erect. It had begun dilapidating as it was an old house but it's fine designs and artistry was still present. It had been a gift borne of love, so it was supposed to withstand the test of time, just like her father's love for her had despite tje obstacles she faced. She walked in but was greeted by children were playing around the house. She turned back a
The next morning, Arun woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing nonstop. He rubbed his eyes, still trying to process the news he had been told the previous night. As he reached for his phone, he saw the news headlines flashing on the screen."RUGE CORPORATION HIT BY ARSON ATTACK: Conspiracy Theories Emerge"Arun's eyes widened as he scrolled through the news articles. What Maya had said she did was true and she hadn't been joking about it.Or was it because of his drunken state he had dismissed her words as a prank?The fire at one of his company's warehouse had made national headlines, and the conspiracy theories were already circulating. He felt a wave of anger and frustration wash over him as he realized the extent of Maya's plan.This was the biggest warehouse of his company that just got burnt!! What was he planning!He ran out of the room he was in hoping to still catch her at the secret house."What have you done Maya? What have you done to my warehouse?" He got no answers
Arun was oblivious to the new presence with him in the room. Pulling himself as he searched for the company that had been on the bed with him. Sensing none, he stood up to search for her. "Maya" he exclaimed immediately he opened his eyes to behold the vile face staring down at him with no underpants exposed with no blanket covering him. He was embarrassed when he saw the chauffer and immediately took cover for his member with the blanket he picked up. He noticed the chauffer snicker to himself but kept his cool. He had been caught red handed, acting docile was the only option for him. "What are you doing here?" He asked, swallowing his embarrassment, she cheated and was also cheating on him afterall. They were partners of the same crime and deserved each other. "What am I doing here?" Maya repeated. "Yes, what are you doing here?" He repeated. Maya scoffed. "Are you concerned about how I found out about this secret house of yours or about your whore that just left? Which
Mia lay beside Arun, her eyes fixed on his peaceful sleeping face. They had spent the evening drinking and laughing together, and eventually, their passion had taken over. Now, Arun was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath.She wanted to watch him sleep before leaving so as not to be suspected.She was already planning on moving out of Marshall's home as Jasmine has already "healed" like he had wanted her to help her do.Her enemies are being dragged all over the media and their businesses were taking a significant dwindle. That should be enough to make her heal.As she listened to his ragged breaths and soft murmurs, her ears perked up as she heard Arun speak.Arun's words were slurred but she still listened to make a meaning out of it. Who knew I'd be was trying to send a message to her.He knew whom she was,he knew she was Jasmine's friend and her stayed with her.On one of their nights he had told her that she was the blessing sent from above to wipe
"I loved you, Arun. I did, so very much. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I did agree to. I walked down the altar with you. I took the vows, I fucking took the vows because of you!!" "I never asked you to do that for me Jasmine. You did it on your accord. Don't try to pin the blame on me." "Don't fucking tell me that!! don't fucking tell me that!!" She screamed on top of her lungs, much that the other prisoners in the other ward across hers began to look at her with quizzing eyes. "You know how I hate being abandoned. You know how I hate the feeling. I never agreed to fall in love before because if it. I hated love. My thoughts were always pretty much the same. what if you left me, what if we got separated by death early in life . I'm so used to the feelings of being abandoned, don't fucking tell me that you're doing so. Don't tell me this divorce papers are real. I trust you, please" Her voice came very low and slowly, almost as if she were pleading with a kill
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