After a few hours, her lashes finally fluttered as she arose to consciousness again. The memories of what had taken place between them a few hours before rushed into her mind and her body tightened at the realisation that Cainan finally gave her what she wanted and brought her wildest fantasies about him to reality. It was definitely better than anything she had imagined; he was better than she could imagine.
She couldn’t forget how tender he was with her, how tender his touch was although hard, how delicate his lips felt against her skin, how firm his fingers felt deep inside her and how right his cock was, claiming her as his. Though his tenderness might have been because she was pregnant, she saw the need to make her feel good and the desired in his eyes throughout.
Cainan was the full package, and he delivered just like she knew he would.
She turned to the other side of the be
I wanted to write this additional chapter. It wasn't a part of the chapter before but I wanted to present how Cainan and Jasmin acted after their first time together. Jasmin is embarrassed a little because Cainan didn't leave like she thought he would. Cainan made brunch instead 🤩🤩 Anyways, what are your thoughts, I like to hear from you. ❤❤ Thank you for the two new votes, means a lot to me.
“Hello, guys,” Jasmin greeted from behind and Anita and Andrew, who were done having lunch on the table at the quiet park, turned to her. “Jasmin, hey!” Anita exclaimed, getting up immediately and wrapping her arms around Jasmin, who just laughed and hugged back. Andrew got to his feet too and quickly hugged Jasmin and as they pulled away, Andrew asked, “What are you doing here and why did you call?” Anita’s powdered face whipped up, “And don’t tell me you came to ask for your old job back and need us to put in good words for you.” She laughed and sat down and the two did likewise, “No, I didn’t. Cainan would have my head if I did that.” “Nah, he would have to get in line.” Anita’s eyes narrowed. She was serious. Andrew was teaching her how to be meaner and a badass.
“I don’t mean to brag, but you’ve been happier to see me in the last few days, or did I boost my ego by telling myself that?” Cainan asked, as Jasmin opened the door and let him in with an expression that said he wasn’t really welcome. He looked like he drove straight from the office from what she could see. He was still in his black long sleeve and black trousers. His hair combed to the back and arranged perfectly and there were a few stubbles on his face. He looked neat and kempt, as though he hadn’t even gone to work to begin with. She responded to his question with silence as she closed the door and made her way into the bedroom; he followed. “What’s up, Jasmin? Marco told me you didn’t return to the restaurant after leaving yesterday morning and that you also didn’t turn up today for your usual inspection. Are the pregnancy hormones acting up or is this something else?” he asked as they both stepped into the b
The anger present in his eyes reduced, and he stared at her, trying to access the name she kept mentioning. At first, he thought her always changing hormones caused the change in her attitude, but it turned out it was far from that. She was hell-bent on her quest, and he searched for the memory he was missing. She hinted it was eight years ago, so it could have been the reason he didn’t instantly recollect the name, but now, having it said over and over, the name sounded familiar. “Michael Joe Fakia?” his voice came out hollow and lost. Jasmin nodded and watched as Cainan plumb down in bed. He was no longer the angry man he was a moment ago; he remembered everything now. He remembered the protest a few weeks after the rebranding of the old company into IGC. He remembered the general manager, Mr Michael Joe Fakia, being the leader of the protesters and holding up a cardboard paper he didn’t bothe
Jasmin woke up to see Cainan, and herself wrapped in sheets and each other’s arms. And she exhaled deeply and jogged her hand over her face. After they arrived home last night, Cainan said little and when he wanted to take his leave, she couldn’t let him. He was sorrowful and remorseful and the pain appeared all over him and her heart went out to him. She told him he was welcome to spend the night with her and he didn’t refuse the offer. He immediately dropped to the couch and was about to lie on it when she informed him she meant staying with her in bed, but she promised there would not be any funny business. She wasn’t planning on being in any way sexual because what he needed was comfort, and that was what she wanted to give. As hot as he was and as attracted to him as she was, she had to put that aside. He came into bed and laid down, not bothered to take off his clothes and she didn’t hassle him because
“Have you thought of the name?” Andrew inquired as he stepped into the restaurant, which was yet to be officially opened and just undergoing final renovation and final touching. Jasmin spun from the interior designer, who was busy with his masterpiece touch on her office, to Andrew, who was now standing behind her. “No,” she shook her head and look away. “I’m thinking Foodmania was great, but Cainan turned it down. It said it was lame.” Andrew chuckled, but stopped when she spun and glared at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “So what other name do you have?” he raised a brow at her. “None, foodmania was the only name I got,” she explained, her tone coming up a little dull. She hadn’t heard from Anita since that night when she and Cainan spoke to her and she couldn’t call her; she didn’t dare to. After the second day an
It surprised her to see over thirty people already present and waiting at the entrance of the restaurant where the opening was going to begin. She didn’t know most of them, but the looks on their faces told her they didn’t lose their way. “You said you were only going to invite a few people, this doesn’t look like a few people to me, Cainan, this looks like a lot,” she whisper-yelled to him as he led her towards the building where the people were, all the while wearing a smile on her face. “I said a few people and these are a few people because a lot would be a hundred plus. Wait, is that complaint I hear in your voice?” His tone was questioning, though his eyes remained focused and friendly. “I’m not good with crowds.” “Get used to it, Ms Whyte, you’re a businesswoman now.” They stopped walking when they reached a few men
She felt right being held like this and called hun at the same time and she didn’t want it to end. The sex they had had was amazing, powerful even, but the intimacy was driving her into a place she knew she shouldn’t wander to, a place of comfort, a place where everything seemed right, a place she didn’t want to leave. She heard someone clear their throat and at that moment Cainan released his hold on her and dropped his hand to her waist and she pulled away to see Andrew, standing with a guilty smile on his face. “I think I interrupted something.” She shook her head, even though she wanted to say yes. “No, not really, Cainan. I want you to meet Andrew Smith. He was a cook at the old restaurant and also my friend and now he is my new partner. Andrew, please meet Cainan Inferno, my boyfriend.” Jasmin’s voice was sharper than a minute ago as she spoke.
Jasmin was barely out of the building when she saw Cainan Lexus car driving over to where she stood, and as soon as it parked, Felix stepped out and made his way towards her. She was in a white long sleeve and black jeans trousers. Ada had invited her many weeks ago to come and bake with her at home, but a few reasons contributed to her not being able to go and every time she explained to Ada, the amazing woman always understood. She would have made it two weeks ago, but Ada had a sudden meeting with a few partners at Riá-no and her visit had to be put on hold. Today they were both free from work and responsibility and Jasmin knew this was the best opportunity, so she called Ada, who informed her she was going to be baking today, and Jasmin happily got ready. Ada must have called and told Cainan about her arrival because he called her, asking if Ada had put any form of pressure on her. Ada was a woman with impressive persuasive skil
A few days later, Jasmin was holding onto a bunch of lily flowers and she wore a long silver gown that littered with every move she made. Lisa told her it was going to give her the best look two days ago, and she believed. Cainan was in a black tux and red bow tie and sat in his wheelchair, awaiting her arrival at the altar. He was taking Rogue’s advice and also grooming a beard and a few stubbles were on his face. Jasmin told Cainan she wanted to be married to him a few days ago at the hospital and despite being confined in bed, Cainan moved to plan for the wedding, which would be a small one with only family and friends. After they released him from the hospital, the doctor gave strict instructions that he made use of the wheelchair to help heal and restore him to his full strength before walking and so he had done in these past days while planning the wedding. Coming out to Ada abou
The stillness within and without was the first thing Cainan took notice of as he regained consciousness and soon after, his lashes lifted and he beheld a blurry shadow pacing around not so far away. What a very weird dream he had had, being chased around with Jasmin and then shot and stabbed. He made out the white painted walls, ceiling and blue curtains hanging on the window through his dimmed vision and his head did a mental recall of the event that might have led to this, but came up short. The clearer his vision became, the harder his head ached, and he shut his eyes as the pain in his head grew worse. “Shit!” he cussed and groaned loudly. How the hell did he end up here? “Cainan,” he heard Ada’s voice snapping him out of his thoughts, and a moment later she took his hand in hers. “Oh, thank goodness you’re finally awake.” She breathed in relief and took her seat
A store with dimmed lights was at the corner off the road and, as soon as Jasmin saw it, she raced there, hoping they would still be open.She barely took her first step when someone suddenly grabbed her hand.Her heartbeat raced, and she panicked, trying to wiggle away. “Jazz, Jazz, it’s me.”Her heartbeat decreased and relief watched over her at the voice of Cainan and she threw her arms around him before she thought of anything else.She pulled away, overwhelmed with happiness and surprise at the sight of him. “How did you find out?” her eyes narrowed.Relief and happiness filled his eyes at her sight. “I knew you loved me and the last thing you would do is hurt me intentionally. I knew there was more to it and though heartbroken, I had to wait around and make sure you were okay. Thank God I did.”“He knows about the baby,” she said, overcome with fear, &l
Dennis dragged Jasmin out of the house and into her car before forcing her to drive them away from the house. They drove past a few security points and each time, Jasmin played it cool and smiled her way through each line of questioning they had for her. She obeyed Dennis and did nothing that would spook suspicion for the safety of her unborn child even though she couldn’t imagine going back to the nightmare of a life she once had, filled with fear, abuse, and pain. “Where are the rest of the team?” she asked, a little curious as they left the last checkpoint. Dennis did nothing without his team, which comprised three other wealth exchangers, and Jasmin sensed something was up with their absence. “Dead.” He flatly replied, his eyes on the road. “I lost them a few days ago, during a heist.” Her eyes dropped. “I’m sorry.” She mumbled quietly, but she was not surprised. The life they lived was a dangerous one, which was why she wanted to leav
"Stop!" she exclaimed in panic, holding her trembling hands up in surrender and her heart slammed away in her chest in fear. "I will do what you want, just don't hurt her." Her eyes blurred up and her lips quivered. She knew better than to call bluff on his threats. He halted and uncocked the gun before turning to meet her glassy, and now desperate, eyes. And what he saw pleased him. "That's my girl, so obedient." he cooed. "Your good heart never leads you astray. Now bring out your phone and call your lover boy. You need to make sure that your words are believable because Lisa isn't out of the woods yet." Afraid, angry and defeated, she pulled out her phone from her purse on the couch and dialled Cainan's number. After the third dial, with no answer from Cainan, she lowered the phone from her ear, mumbling. "He's not answering, usually he answers..." The words were barely out of her mouth when the doorbell went
Her heart hammered against her chest in fear and terror as she stood, unable to move in the first few minutes that passed.He was her past; he was also her nightmare and now he was her reality.Lisa lived in a very secure neighbourhood and breaking in rarely happened. Somehow, Dennis, an intruder, had found his way in and now sat on Lisa's adjustable chair at the corner of the living room in black hood and trousers, and an evil smirk at the side of his lips like he owned the place.A million questions ran through Jasmin's head as she speechlessly stared at him.What did he want?How did he find her?Where's Lisa?What did he do to her?Despite the question running through her head, all she could utter became his name."Dennis."He puffed the rest of the smoke into the air. "Oh, good, you still remember my name." he casually stated as if it hadn't been over nine months since they last saw each oth
Jasmin stayed in the restroom for a few minutes and so much had already happened in her absence. She didn’t mind that he worked with Vanessa. Being a big girl meant not crying, not throwing tantrums, and lastly, not jumping to conclusions. What she didn’t understand was why they had to be so fond of each other. Cainan reached for her hands and affectionately took them into his. He said something that made Vanessa’s eyes widen and disbelief spread across her face. She threw her arms around Cainan and hugged him tightly before pulling away, the wide smile still on her face. Jasmin’s eyes blurred up, and she grew sick in her stomach. She wanted to leave. She needed to leave now. She blinked back the tears from her eyes and with all the composure she possessed; she made her way over towards him, dragging her leg with her, and soon she was beside the two happy couple. ‘Easy, Jasmin, remember things are not always what they seem, take the advice you
Jasmin and Cainan were invited on a double date with Alex and Rogue’s at the Pearl lounge and though reluctant at first about going, Cainan back her against the wall literally and she had no other choice but to scream yes. She had stopped going to the restaurant because, according to Cainan’s calculations, this was her delivery week and she needed not to stress herself. He always made an interesting argument with his mouth. She needed this, though; she had stayed home in the last two days and despite almost always being connected with Anita and Andrew to keep up with progress; yet she was running crazy. Meeting Alex and Rogue was a breath of fresh air. They were a pair, madly I love with each other and barely able to keep their eyes off each other. Their son Rayge was sixteen months old, and he was being watched by Gloria, his nanny so that they could have time for themselves. Alex shared the beauty of being a mother, and also the pain. They encourage
Jasmin noticed Anita was taking a longer time than usual in getting the end of the month’s account files over to her office and tiring of waiting, she made her way to her office, which was the next office after hers.The door to her office was unlocked, and she pushed further and entered the office, but slowed down on her step when she heard whimpers coming from the corner of the bathroom.She tried waiting out the whimpers but after a minute and Anita not coming out; she headed over to the bathroom and carefully opened it.The sight she saw was heartbreaking. Anita was sitting on the covered toilet with her head buried in her palms and she was sobbing into it. It was a shocking sight to Jasmin because she had known Anita for so long but had never seen her broken, sad or even upset. The highest emotion she had seen her display was anger, which happened once in a while. Anita was always happy and positive, and she feared what might have changed