"Answers and answers. We can solve our collective family issue," He said, eyes widened to whatever brilliant plan he had that was growing even more in his mind. "With you in my arms, the world would believe I have finally found the woman of my dreams," He continued, unaware of the growing distress that threatened to unravel me, "And my father would not dream to approach you. Out of fear that you might expose his scheme." I stepped forward, my palms on both sides of his cheeks- cupping them while he stroked my thumbs. "And what about who I am to seduce?" "He would be so interested in you because he believes I am interested in you." He would presume I was unavailable - and thus desirable. **** Son of the richest politician in the state, Alexander made a name for himself as one of the best and richest CEO of the biggest security company in the state. He ran away from home at the tender age of eighteen, leaving behind a broken-hearted Jasmine. **** When Jasmine is given the most daunting of tasks, to prove she can be more than the disappointment her mom claimed she was. She did not expect to see the man who made her believe love could be real working for her target. The man whom abandoned her when she needed him the most. Alexander must find a way to get out of what he called "dealings with the devil," while Jasmine tries her best to make sure she doesn't fall in love with him again. But is all really fair in the game of love?
View MoreJasmine."Mr Warner, do you like my dress?" I asked my boss after taking the tenth glass of whiskey, placing my chin on my hand so I could bat my lashes at him.A man old enough to be my father.The rest of the party had been a kind of blur for me with Gia by my side. She made sure every conversation we had started with a drink and ended with a different one.The lighting in the hall did little to hide the flush that enveloped Mr Warner's cheeks as he choked on his drink, coughing and spluttering so he could say a word."Miss Castor." He tried again when the coughing died down. "You look absolutely beautiful. That shade you chose brings the colour of your eyes out, makes them pop."Without thinking about it, his eyes darted towards Alexander, who just watched us like a hawk would to his prey.I giggled like he had said something funny, gaining the attention of Gia, whom a group of women had successfully gotten to attend to them. Her eyes betrayed questions she wanted to ask.I looked
Jasmine.The whispers came for me like a shark when it smelled blood."....What is she wearing....""...something as skimpy as that? Does she think she's in a clubhouse...."".....even is she?...."From every angle in the room, tongues waged against me from every man or woman Mr Warner's cousin dragged us to talk to.When she first saw me, her beautiful smile turned into something more impassive like I was beneath her. "And who is this beautiful young girl? I don't think I have ever seen her..." she had said.Her siren eyes roamed my body in a way that made me feel inadequate, lacking in a way that others didn't.Mr Warner placed his hand on my shoulder firmly. "She's my new assistant. The last one left rather unceremoniously." He said. "I brought her here so she could help me...""It is the assistant job to assist, right." His cousin finished the rest of the sentence, proceeding to chuckle after.Polite laughter.I kept my face neutral, not offering a smile and not looking down my no
Jasmine.There were times I felt like Ruby knew much more than she was letting on. She furrowed her eyebrows, slapping her chest. "That dress just hugs every curve in a way that makes me want to bleach my eyes." She screeched when I came out of the dressing room.The fitted bodice of the red gown I had gotten hugged my curves like a second skin, and the corset intricate boning pushed my breast upwards. But the ruffled sleeves. The ruffled sleeves were like a girl's delight. Delicate and airy, it framed my shoulders like wisps of cloud, their layered texture catching the light with every movement I made.I felt like one of those characters in the movies Amanda loved to watch when we were younger."This dress is too revealing." I chuckled, trying my best to fight off my unease by pulling the cup of the corset upwards. There was no damn way I would wear something like this to a fundraiser.I shuddered as I thought about the stares and hushed whispers in the hall. How the political cand
Jasmine.“If I wasn’t that worried about you right now, I would have your tongue for such lies.” I said, denying the accusations immediately. “That is so wrong.”Ruby wriggled her eyebrows at me and giggled. “I saw both of you. I saw the way you looked at him when he walked into the office, like you couldn’t believe such a man had ever existed.”I heard the words she wasn’t saying. You looked at him like you were already in love while he looked at you like he couldn’t stand being in your presence. Like you disgusted him in the worst way ever.“Don’t be a fool.”"You got the whole story wrong ,Ruby. Did you listen to our conversation?" I asked her, curious to know if she had listened to our conversation.The smile on her lips turned upside down into a frown, her eyebrows scrunched down in a confused way. She had no idea what I was talking about anymore. Just how I liked it.She placed her hand on my shoulder. Gingerly. Safely. “I could not hear from my location, but the facial cues wer
“I do not want to overwhelm you, Miss Castor. I don’t want you running away like my last assistant.” Mr Warner said, his eyes focused on the screen in front of him. He held a drink with his right hand while his left had a cigarette that was yet to be lit. I never took the man as someone that would indulge in something as dangerous as smoking. “Good morning, Mr Warner.” I greeted him quite cheerfully, my smile stretched from cheek to cheek. Day after day, I had no idea what I would make of him. A man Charles feared so much, he had to send his step daughter to seduce him just to get him caught in a vice. He watched me like a cat would watch a mouse in his home, ignoring whatever was on his screen. Surely, he was a very attractive man when he was younger. Men and women alike would have gone to wars for him, written poetry about the way he walked and the way he talked. Annabelle Warner was such a lucky lady. "Good morning, Miss Castor." The sides of his mouth lifted up in a small,
Jasmine.“Decorations are a lot like humans. Feed them frequently with what they like, and they would grow in such a way that your customer would love….”"Jasmine," the voice was sharp and curt. Feminine. The reason why I dreaded and loved coming to work for the past two days.I looked up from the design I had spent days working on into the sea green eyes of the one person who made sure she fulfilled her promise of making sure I went back home annoyed every day.“Yes, Ruby.” I raised an eyebrow.Her grin grew even wider, showing her pearly whites and gummy smile.She took a seat opposite me, propping her legs on the table. “What are you working on? I called out your name multiple times, and you ignored me each time.” she asked. The sound of her chewing her gum was obnoxious and rather loud.I made sure I pushed the legs off my table in retaliation."Come on, Jasmine." Ruby pouted.“Whatever I am working on is none of your business, Ruby.” I teased back, mimicking the way she said her
Jasmine.That goddamn son of the devil himself wasn’t seriously denying me. Denying that he knew me.Or was he?“We don't, I met Miss Castor outside your office, hyperventilating serious and almost going into shock," As smooth as his delivery of that line, I felt the sting and intensity of his words. "They need to be some sort of orientation for staff in the office here."He was calling me incompetent. Perhaps his words would be sufficient enough to get me fired, and then I would be mom’s disappointment once again.If I was going to keep this job and get mom and Charles off my back, then I needed to be strong enough to make sure anything said by my stepbrother was washed down my back. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, turning to Mr Warner.“You called for me, sir.” I spoke confidently, without any trace of the uncertainty I felt within.His eyes narrowed as he assessed me, I could be rest assured to know he was thinking if I was certainly worth the trouble in the long run. Was he g
JASMINE“You must be the new assistant,” the bald headed man -he had introduced himself as Kent- said the moment he confirmed who I was and what I was there for. “We apologize for the rushed resumption and hope you would love working with us.”If I achieved what I came here for, then the one person who should apologize was me. In a few months, I was going to make them unemployed.Just like me.Charles and my mom made me attend a one hour lecture, where the former droned on and on about everything I needed to know about Mr Warner, his one army rival. The cause of all his downfall in the political world.If I didn’t know better, I would assume my stepfather had a crush on his rival.“It’s okay,” I said, trying my best to force a smile, “I am a bit nervous, so I guess starting early was the right cause of action.”Kent placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, the grin on his face contagious. If I was looking for a new work bestie after ditching Jane and Rachel, then I hoped he was available
Why the fuck did Charles think it would be appropriate to hold a meeting at seven in the morning. I could hardly feel my legs as I walked downstairs, trying to stifle the yawns that kept pushing through. My mom was in the kitchen before I got there, which meant I could literally feel the judgement in her eyes.She did not seem that disappointed at miss comes home at two in the morning.“You can try to move your legs faster, Jasmine. No one is getting paid to watch you move like a sloth,” mom said, taking a sip from her cup of coffee while watching me with those hawk eyes of hers.Ignoring my mom felt like the most appropriate thing to do at that moment.But she wasn’t ready to ignore me. She hovered around me as I made my cup of coffee, giving out silent instructions under her breath. The small smile that threatened to spill at the corner of her lips when I dropped twice the normal amount of sugar into my cup could not be missed.And then the thundering footsteps of Charles, and the
TWELVE YEARS AGOJasmine.I wasn’t a quiet child.Not by any means possible. Mom told me I came into the world with a strong set of lungs because I kept on crying whenever I wasn’t attached to her or she decided to hand me over to my father. Everyone considered it a shame when I grew attached to him as I got older.Was that the reason why mom preferred the company of those strange children after the funeral?On the day of the wedding, my mom promised me I could hide in my room during the after-party. She promised me a cake and a whole bottle of juice just so she could get me to behave. There was no mention of the fifteen-years-old boy who crawled into the said room through my window and watched me like I was planning my great escape or something.I loved my privacy. My room was my tiny little space where no one would bother me or try to atop me from doing what I loved. At this particular age, it was filling my lungs with nicotine.I wondered if he had no idea I was watching him. A
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