Jasmine's POVAs I hurry down the corridor, just barely avoiding Chad, I think I see a faint shadow of a man in the distance. The scent of citrus and sandalwood fills the air, but I ignore it. I'm too focused on trying to get away from Chad and the rest of my past to actually notice anything else.I can finally breathe in relief once I make my way out of the company itself. The driveway isn't empty; there are a lot of cars there, but I bypass them all. My phone beeps. I quickly reach into my bag and pull it out. I see that there is an email from the manager of the company."You got the job," it read. "Work starts 7:00 a.m. tomorrow."I stand there for a while, just doing nothing. I'm torn between being overly joyful about the fact that I finally have a job that's going to pay way more than the hotel ever did and will be less stressful. But then on the other hand, I just found out that Chad Travis works there too. I don't even care to know his status, but it's already turning into more
Nico's POVNow I had two options. To play oblivious and speak like I was only just knowing about her movements and being all smug about the fact that she took up my offer after all and traveled on a plane to LA. It was either I do that or pick up my phone and call her and demand to know who the fuck the other guy was.But that's the problem. I'm not sure that I'll be able to control myself then and it won't be a matter of seconds before I completely lose it and show up at the hotel myself. Yes, I already know where it is.I find the goodness in what I was going to do for us, but I still regret the fact that I didn't claim her as mine.And so to spare us both that reality, I decided to go on with the first line of action instead.I was already in a bad mood to begin with. All I wanted from her was to hear her voice; maybe that would make me feel better."Hello baby girl," I say. I easily slip the phone from one side of my face to the other side as I lay down on the swivel chair and fol
JASMINE'S POVThe next day.As I walk out of the hotel, a car is already parked, waiting for me. It has my initials customized on it, so it's impossible to miss. I take a deep breath.Turns out the manager wasn't kidding when he mentioned the house and cars that came with the job.As I come closer to the car, the windows wind down to reveal a blonde man in a black tuxedo suit and white long-sleeve top. He looks extra corporate, and I even notice a badge on his suit with the Ferrari corporation logo on it.At least now I know this wasn't a kidnapping, at least."Miss Jasmine Taylor?" he asks without looking in my direction. He pulls down his dark shades the slightest bit and tilts his head toward me.I give a nod. "That's me," I confirm.He reaches out and pushes the passenger seat door open.I clutch my bag close to me and step into the car.He gives a nod, and in a matter of seconds, he sets the car into motion."What a rather convenient life," I muse to myself. I can get used to it,
NICO POV—I put down the telephone that is on the table in my office and lean back in my chair, waiting for the magic to happen.I didn't plan to show up in the company today also, but it seems now to me that there would be a lot more fun here for now.And besides, I think as I glance at the schedule that my assistant handed to me.I have a meeting with the management board, and it's not even more than half an hour from now.I really don't care about that, but since I just happened to be here, I might as well grace them with my presence every once in a blue moon.Okay, the main reason was because I know that Chad is most likely to show up there in the meeting, and even though I'm not usually interested in any of my partners, he successfully caught my attention after getting closer than six feet to Jasmine.I tune him out of my mind and glance at the numerous cameras that are displayed on the screen of my laptop.I reach out and effortlessly navigate through the controls and zoom in to
JASMINE POV—Nico walks out of his office, leaving me there with a mixture of confusion and desire. I quickly get down from the table just in case any other person is about to walk into the room."Screw him," I curse under my breath. Somehow, he always manages to have his way all the damn time, and it is really starting to piss me off. But no, the real thing that pisses me off is the fact that no matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I act like I don't want him, that I want none of what he's offering, the more I seem to gravitate towards him and find him harder and harder to resist. And the scariest part is that he knows that too. Maybe even figured it out right from the onset. I take a deep breath and turn to the glass windows that are at the side of the room. His desk is not arranged and half of the files are on the floor. My ears turn pink, the little pieces of evidence nothing but a clear reminder of just what was happening a few moments ago. I tear my eyes away from th
Nico's POVAll my excitement fades into thin air as I step into the large hall.My personal assistant walks in behind me, holding a set of files under one arm.My mind isn’t here at all; it still feels like I’m back in my office. A part of me wonders if Jasmine would still be there."You're late, Clifford," the spokesman of the board says. I look up to see the huge man in a gray suit and black tie. He leans back in his chair at the head of the round table and taps his smartwatch as if trying to prove a point.I roll my eyes with a shrug, walking deeper into the hall."Do you have a problem?" My voice rings out, holding a mixture of indifference and challenge as I stride toward the table.All the partners are already there. A few of them I recognize from previous meetings and events I was forced to attend. Then there are the ones I have to keep an eye on, always ready to pull out my gun and go full mafia mode if necessary. Like Chad, for instance.I pull out a chair and slip into it.M
Nico POV"They want to negotiate," Aaron says, catching me off guard. I pause, and for a moment, I just stare back at him, unsure of what to say. Finally, I snap out of my daze and clench my fist in rage."I'm not up for another one of their petty games," I say stiffly. "You can't be serious," Aaron throws his hand into the air and sighs in exasperation. "It's true that they are much of a headache, but won't you consider a negotiation process rather than downright war?" he asks."I wish you made sense, I really do." I shake my head vehemently. I turn away from him and instead focus on the driveway down below. After everything in the world, it seems so helpless launching. I find it hard to believe that all they ever wanted was an audience with me."Now listen, Aaron," I say, turning back to him. "You don't know these people like I do. You have no idea what Robert is capable of. I didn't predict him to move this quickly, but there's always been some bad blood between La Camorra and t
Jasmine POVI find myself nodding to his offer. It seems to be honest enough, and there was nothing really against my going out for a friendly lunch with him."Of course," I say.I have a feeling that being friends with a veteran that knows the ropes in the company would come in handy sometime."Well, ladies first," he says, standing up with a light smile on his face.I follow Adrian out of the office. The other man in the room doesn't really seem to notice anything, as throughout the whole time he was literally just sorting out some files and paying no heed to us."Maybe if you're up for it, I can give you a tour around the place," Adrian offers.I give a nod. I'm still wondering why he was being so nice. There has to be a reason behind it, right? I think to myself. I warn myself not to get too carried away with his act, just in case.I trail after him as we reach the elevator. He's at least 6 ft tall with long legs, and I have to walk fast to keep up with him."So tell me, Jasmine,