Jasmine. "So will you visit that nice man that came over to you?" Hir father asked as they got to his house. Jasmine saw empty bottles, stained dishes that weren't washed. It wasn't a small apartment but it was stuffy and old.Jasmine looked around and it looked like who she was years ago, she sighed. The strong smell of alcohol doubled and she was sure it was most definitely the unclosed bottles of drinks. She had a fake smile and went to the couch. It was dusty too."That man?" She scoffed. She wasn't ready to meet anyone and talk less of having a session with him. She looked at her father and thought of what to say to him. She sighed and rolled her eyes."He seemed okay and If he had sent someone that means he needs your service, you are a good therapist and why not hold on to that?" Her father tried to cajole her but she didn't say a word."I will go tomorrow, will that be okay?" She asked him and they went on. She rolled her eyes and smiled. She had no plans, she didn't know wh
Axel.He folded his arms as he looked at her. Axel wasn't mad at her, he just needed to know why she acted that way. Axel sighed as he sat down. He knew he had to answer questions and he was ready."Aren't those accusations a little too much?" Axel said as he rolled eyes and grabbed his cup of coffee. He looked at her sternly. He took a sip and held it still while he listened to her."Too much? Really? You act as you please and that is not a lie, besides whatever therapy session we had, it's over. I would be damned if and if I get involved with you again. You didn't find my mother’s killer and you are some kind of creature and why didn't you tell me?" Jasmine asked as she stared at him.Axel gave her the corner look as he dropped his cup and sighed."I have found your men who killed your mother and the reason behind it but I won't tell just yet and- if I had told you that I am a "creature." He air quoted the word creature so she could know and understand that he is using her tenses."
Jasmine. "What just happened?" She asked as she sat up from the bed, she turned around and looked at Axel who was on his feet."What do you mean? We are adults and we had spicy time, so that was that." Jasmine gasped as she heard him talk. She didn't understand how that happened. She was shocked when it finally dawned on her."Axel?!" She screamed when she saw her entire clothes on the floor. Her undies, her laced bra and the clothes that she wore."Why are you screaming?" He asked her as he turned. He had on his briefs, a white brief."I am naked, so we- we-" She stuttered as she realized what had happened."We didn't drink so I know you aren't drunk. Why are you asking me questions that a five year old would have an answer too." Axel snorted as he answered her."Oh my God, what have I done?" She asked herself as she stood up with the blanket over her. She rolled her eyes and sighed.She moved from the bed and glared at Axel. He seemed unmoved. He sat down and found his way to
Chapter 50.Axel.The next morning, Axel had worked up early, he had done most of his office work and he was ready to rest, it was the weekend after all.He had contemplated between golfing or going to his private pool house or to even visit hell. He stood in the middle of his room and tried to clear his head but something and someone took over his mind.He had been thinking of Jasmine. He thought of her as a person, someone he somewhat cared for and it pissed him off. "A mere human!" He said to himself as he cursed.He went to his liquor stash, he poured himself a small glass and he sat down to think and have a breather. She bothered him way too much. "Sir, your therapist is here." Wesley came into his room to inform him, but Axel didn't believe it. Jasmine had left in anger and he was pissed at her too. He sighed as he stood up from his work desk. Axel had on a pair of blue shorts with a white top. He closed the door to his office and he walked with his hands in his pockets as he
Jasmine.She left his house with her ID card, she didn't want to take a cab or ride the bus. She was drained and tired but she wanted to walk. She needed to ask herself questions and get answers. She was drained and tired. Jasmine didn't know what to do or who to talk to.Her legs hurt and her eyes were red and gloomy, she didn't wear a smile on or even a fake smile. "Dad isn't supportive. Mum? If you can hear me, I miss you!"She tried not to think about what Brandon did to her. She wondered how fast her life changed. Ever since her mum died and she got tangled with Axel, her life had been a roller coaster. She sighed and tried hard, but the tears had a way and a mind of their own.She sniffed hard and walked home still.Jasmine walked the five long Miles to her father's house. She got the apartment and she was relieved, she was glad.She used her keys to open the door, with a sigh she dropped her bag on the floor. The house was messy, it seemed like she hadn't done anything there.
Jasmine. "What do I do?" She stared at the door and asked herself. Jasmine didn't know how to act or what to do. She had a crooked nose and dimmed eyes. Jasmine wasn't sure of what she saw or how she saw it."I don't have proof. Who do I tell? What should I do?" She asked herself with horror and terror in her eyes. Her face became pale and her eyes were drowsy and tired. She tilted her head backwards in confusion."Ahhhhh" She screamed hard and loud. Her hands were on the door sternly. "What do I do?" She asked her and soon, her worried self changed to anger and pain."Where is everyone when I need them? Where are they?" She screamed and asked in anger. She banged the door hard."Hey, Jas. Don't break the door. It's quite expensive!" Her father said as he opened the door and entered. Jasmine glared at him with disgust and embarrassment. She wasn't happy and she knew she had to tell him about it."Dad, why aren't you ever here when you are needed? Is that why you left mum and I? Is th
Axel. "How dare you hit her?" Axel growled as he spoke to Brandon, they had both appeared in his torture room. In the outskirts of town. He didn't want to yell at him, at least not yet. He didn't want to torture him just yet."What? She is my fiancée and I can do as I please and can't you let me out, you old magician!" He yelled out. Brandon was tied up in a chair. His hands behind the chair. Axel had some of his men in the building and outside too."You hit her and said so many words to her and you think that's okay?" Axel tried so hard not to think or deal with him. He wanted to give him a slow and painful yet terrible sight."You needed a brain reset, I wasn't the one that gave the orders for her family to get robbed and killed or please, she is a therapist and she can't fix herself!" Brandon said and Axel tried all his best to hold himself. He scoffed hard. He didn't show it at all."I see and that's why you decided to rape her?" Axel asked with a scoff."Oh, I didn't rape her.
Axel"Dip him!" Axel growled as he spoke. He had given Brandon a chance to talk and yet he failed, Axel was sure he would ruin Brandon, on earth and in hell. He hated how it was so easy for Brandon to have access to her. Axel knew he hadn't claimed her yet but she belonged to him and him alone.His eyes changed color and he grit his teeth, his blood boiled, his hair changed colors too, from the black color to ashy red toned color."You know all these tricks and all these shows, these stunts? They don't work on me. So if you can just uh shut it all down that will be nice and I know this water isn't hot. You are just being dramatic!" Brandon said as he was being lowered.He was tied upside down, with his arms behind his back, Axel said the duct tape wasn't needed, his men wanted to tie him and make him quiet. Axel didn't think that was necessary instead he allowed Brandon to run his mouth and speak as he wanted."Dip him!" Axel sat down with his hands folded. He watched as Brandon scre