Xavier's POV Fear consumes me when I get to the car to see Jasmine and the driver missing.Without hesitation, I whirl around, glancing around to see if I can catch sight of one of them with my thoughts running wild.What the hell happened here?I left Nicholas inside after he told me Andre was on her way to Paris. There is no need to stay back in Italy since I am done with the other business and I see no need to have Andrew and Mathew running after her either.Nicholas will do that job or his wife will take the fall for it.Racing back into the club, I feel a twinge of regret for the second time for coming to this club with Sophia in the first place even though it is a blessing bumping into Moore here. Who knows, he might never have told me anything if I hadn't bumped into him.Even though it is almost midnight, the club is still rowing with music and dance and the crowd isn't even reducing at all. I force my way back to where Sophia and Jasmine were dancing earlier but can't find a
Jasmine's POV Blinking my eyes open to the sunlight, I stretch with a loud yawn before realizing something is holding me back.Slowly, I look down, still lying on the bed, to see an arm snaked around my waist.I almost let out a scream as I jerk upright in fright only for me to see a man right next to me, deeply asleep.It is no other man than Xavier.A loud gasp leaves my mouth and then a banging headache follows.What the hell happened? Did he sleep here all night? Did I do anything funny?The headache is enough evidence that I must have had a lot of alcohol last night at the club. I wonder why I even allowed Barbie to convince me or why I had to convince Xavier to follow us so he could let me go. If I hadn't done that, he would have stood his ground and said no.Finally, I drop my hands staring at the handsome man sleeping next to me. I can't remember waking up next to him since we got married. I can count the number of times we slept on the same bed. Most times, whenever I woke
Jasmine's POV Now, I remember it all.Everything about last night. The alcohol. The urine. The kiss and finally the puking.I shut my eyes in embarrassment, his scent intoxicating because of the nearness of his body to me which is serving as a reminder that he is here.How will I look him in the face now after all that drama?I was too preoccupied with my plan of stealing Mr. Moore's number from him to even try to remember how we got home last night or what happened.I only assumed I was drunk because of the banging headache which is done now after he gave me a pill and coffee to take."Are you ok?" His voice jerks me back to life, making me slide my eyes open to meet his amused expression.He is still mocking me.It is apparent that he is enjoying himself doing that.Feigning annoyance, I shift my gaze from his face before looking out of the window. We are on our way home. Back to New York.Funnily, I don't feel sad about leaving Italy or overwhelmed about going back to New York. I
Xavier's POV Pulling up in front of Frank Costello's mansion, I snap my head to scan Jasmine in her beautiful black armless peplum dress, showing a lot of her cleavage and making me conscious of it.When she notices I am not getting out of the car even though the driver has pulled the door open for me, she turns to me with a questioning gaze.Then she smiles but it doesn't reach her beautiful brown eyes and it makes me wonder what is wrong with her.Since noon when we arrived and after that kiss, we haven't seen much of each other. I had some things to attend to but I made sure she was safely back home and ready for the party before rounding up and going home for a quick shower.I am wearing a black suit, matching it with leather Italian shoes and also a black rolex wristwatch.I barely attend parties unless necessary. But coming to Frank's party is one of my duties.I don't smile back. I just turned back and stepped down from the car before going to the other side to help her out.M
Jasmine's POV When the old man said that, my heart pounded hard within my ribcage but I wasn't happy or excited about it.I do not know if it's because I want to be the one to bring forth the evidence about me not being Andre or because I am not ready for all of this to be out yet even though I don't know how this man got to know I am not her.Xavier on the other hand exclaimed in disbelief before dragging the man away.I become uneasy.I want to go with them and hear it all. Satisfy my curiosity about how he got to know the difference between Andre and me.Is it just the personality or he knows something about me that I don't even know about myself?Staring at the two guards behind my seat, I stand upright without thinking further and try to find my way towards the direction Xavier and the man, Frank are taking when one of the guards suddenly stands in front of me, blocking my way."I need to use the bathroom", I say to him slowly, hoping he will let me go. This is the only excuse I
Jasmine's POV A shiver of anticipation darts down my spine as soon as we are out of Ethan's sight. However, I notice how stiff Mr. Moore is still right beside me and I see his fists clench with his jaws in obvious anger.It makes me wonder if he is mad at me or someone else.The thought alone almost makes me give up on telling him what I saw and heard and asking him what he knows.But I know I need to do this.I need his help.Xavier will only believe me. He doesn't even believe Mr. Moore when he told him I wasn't his daughter so how will he believe Frank who isn't Andre's father?Even though we are on good terms now, Xavier will always be a jerk.Finding a seat right outside the mansion, I flop down heavily expecting him to do the same but he only stands, staring at me with a distant look on his face."Mr. Moore?" I rise immediately with concern, my hand touching his tense shoulder. "Are you ok? Is everything alright?"As though my words are what is making him come back to reality,
Xavier's POV She comes close to stand next to me, her perfume drifting to my nostril, making me look up at her.She smiles.It is nowhere like the smile she threw my way last night at the party which didn't reach her eyes nor the joyless one she flashed at Frank Costello.Even though I really want to know what transpired between her and Nicholas, I am keeping my cool but I know Jasmine and her inquisitive nature. Coming here when I am working means she has questions and needs answers and I am not in the mood for that.Without a word, she flops to the chair next to me, her presence distracting me.Suddenly, surprised at her silence, I close my laptop and fold my arms around my bosom. "Why are you here?"I am not ready to answer her questions but I want to know what it is this time.She shrugs nonchalantly like she has no questions. "Just bored. Decided to keep you company. Don't worry, I won't make a noise so you can go ahead with your work. I couldn't sleep either."I don't believe h
Jasmine's POV My heart squeezes as curiosity pricks at me at the heavy silence between us. It doesn't stop him from flashing me a cute smile at intervals as he prepares the meal, making me intrigued and drooling over him.I have always thought bad of Xavier but right now, everything is about to change. My notion about him being so cold-hearted that he can't feel love is wrong.But I can't figure out what exactly is going on between us. I don't know what to make of all these messed up, unexplainable and undefined tension and feelings between us.I don't even know if it's just me or it's mutual.One minute, I want to believe it is mutual and the next minute, my brain keeps telling me not to be deceived by any of this.I don't even know why I asked him that question in the first place. I should have known he would never answer me. I should have known Xavier wouldn't admit anything until we presented her to him.I guess I knew but I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I blurted it out before I
Xavier's POV If there is anything I regret, it is inviting Alex to witness this and also asking him for advice on how to propose. The asshole clearly told me to use G****e which I did. Jasmine's kiss stops me from minding the silly jerk. I was ready to punch him in the face for spilling the beans and embarrassing me like that. Dragging me behind her with Alex acting all childish makes me wonder how Andre fell in love with the idiot. When we get inside, they all begin to chatter away leaving me to watch in awe. A lot has changed about me. Jasmine has changed me. Aside from Grandmother, I hate having family time like this. I don't know if it's because I barely have time for such or it's because it reminds me so much of my parents. I just hated it. But now, I have a new family. Aside from my Grandmother. Alex and Sophia are now part of that family despite my effort to push them away forever. Jasmine's gaze meets mine and she signals to come to take a seat while Alex pops the c
Jasmine's POV With a blindfold over my face and after several attempts to get him to spill the beans about where we are going, the car comes to an abrupt stop.From the screeching sound, I can tell it is on sandy ground. It pricks my hibernating curiosity and I turn around unable to see anything.Finally, I felt his touch after hearing the sound of the car door opening. He places his hand on my back and another on my lap. Then he helps me out of the car without a word.Where are we? What is happening? What surprise awaits me here?I can't help but wonder, managing to hide away the fear gnawing at my heart as I push down the choking tide of panic building.Unable to hold it back any longer, I voice out barely in a whisper. "Where are we, Xavier?"He hushes me up as he helps me take slow steps on the sandy ground towards somewhere. The cool air hits my face as soon as we come to a stop. I am tempted to pull off the tight blindfold and look around. As if hearing my thought, he holds my
Xavier's POV Throbbing with a wild, raw, and primal feeling inside me, my tongue slides deep between her parted lips.From the moment she stepped into the restaurant, all I could see was her and all I could feel was pure admiration. She looked so beautiful and elegant in that black long dress that I could barely hold myself back from touching her.The sparkle in her eyes and the smile on her face didn't help in quenching my desire. The thought of being more intimate with each other intensified the heated lust already raging inside of me, filling me with wild and crazy imaginations of what I would do to her.The car comes to a stop and I flutter my eyes open, my hands on her back and my lips still on her.I couldn't resist not touching her as soon as we got into the car. She responded with the same energy and I almost lost it.Lifting my head, I brush back a stray piece of hair with my fingers. We local gazes for a second, breathless from the kiss before I say. "Let's get out of here.
Jasmine's POV Stepping out of the white limo with an INGOO sleeveless backless black dress and cross strappy heels, saying I am anxious is an understatement.My heart is thumping wildly within my ribcage.My hands are trembling slightly despite my firm hold on my tiny purse.My lips are quivering in excitement mixed with nervousness as I glance around to see Mathew appear in front of me.He is wearing a black official suit.Before I can ask him where Xavier is, he presents a bouquet to me. I gasps slowly before taking it from him without any question.I'm sure this is from Xavier.With that in mind, I begin to feel teary. Bowing down, he sways his right hand towards a direction which I assume is where Xavier is. There is a door at the entrance and staring up at the high building, I see it is a diner.It is so beautiful from outside.Flashing him a smile, I walk along graciously, feeling tingles of excitement as I perceive the scent of the flowers in my hands.The transparent door sw
Xavier's POV It took everything in me to say those words.Finally, I breathed out when it came out.I had to breathe in and out, unlocking my heart to say the one thing I have never said to any woman.Desire floods through me as I caress her entire body, deepening the kiss. Her body trembles with passion as she whispers against my lips. "I love you too, Xavier."It is taking everything in me not to scoop her up and throw her to the bed, to show her just how I want and love her and just how much I want to worship her beautiful milky body.She brings out a different part of me. That part I don't want to show anyone. She has managed to pull down that strong high wall I built around myself which makes me think I can never feel the emotion called love again.She holds onto me strongly, as though she is scared I will disappear. I hold her back with the same firmness, letting her melt into me with pleasure.Before I know it, I'm kissing her like she is the last air I need to breathe. I neve
Jasmine's POV I can feel his fear. His fear of confessing his love for me and also the fear of not confessing so he wouldn't lose me.It makes me want to feel glad that my feelings are being reciprocated though not vocally. I have never been in a relationship before just like how he has never been in a serious relationship either.We are both new to this but I am willing to do all it takes for it to work, including confessing my love for him over and over again. But from what just happened, I realize Xavier isn't ready to do what I want. What I feel right now is anger. Pure anger coursed through me for his show of jealousy when he hasn't even admitted his feelings for me.If it wasn't Alex and it was just a casual friend of mine, is this how he would have embarrassed me publicly?So much for causing a scene.Ignoring the chuckle from Alex who is bleeding, I storm towards the exit, murmurs rising from others in the restaurant.I didn't slap Catherine when she introduced herself as
Xavier's POV Jasmine isn't home.She has been ignoring me since we got back from Chicago. Our plan to go on an official date is ruined again.And I fucking miss her.I miss kissing and cuddling with her on our matrimonial bed. I know she needs some space and I gave her space. We haven't slept in the same bed for two days now.After deciding to put an end to all of this and inviting Nicholas and his wife to the mansion so we can clear the air, she isn't home.I tried her number but it is unreachable.Sebastian, who is a threat, is gone already but I still don't feel ok having gone without prior notice or any bodyguard with her.Anything can happen.Being my wife makes her an easy target.Restlessly, I pace the extent of our bedroom, trying her number again and again until it starts to ring.After ringing for almost a minute, it goes into voicemail.Goddammit!Impatiently, I stroll out heading towards the control room. I hope she hasn't done anything silly.I know she is sad about kno
Jasmine's POV My Aunt's flat is the third one. Seeing that he is at the first flat, I nod at him in appreciation. He must be a local for him to have known the description so well.I tap Xavier and we both get down. The driver is going to wait till we are done so we can take us back to the airport.Xavier wanted us to come with his helicopter but I told him not to. I have my reasons.Dropping out of college was not intended. I wanted to go to school but I had to drop out when I could not afford my fees.Despite the years of working my ass off, I still don't have any savings. But I intend to still go back to school which was why I was in search of another job in Chicago before I crossed paths with Xavier.I don't mind going part time but I intend to start working again so I can afford my fees and go back.When we get close to the flat, I knock on the door and Xavier holds my hand, making me flash him a smile.I can hear rustles from inside and a few seconds later, the door is thrown op
Jasmine's POV My aunt lives in the slum part of Chicago and I feel uncomfortable having Xavier with me on our way to see her.Even though I feel safer with him beside me. I snuggle closer to him in the back seat of the car we hired. We have been silent since we got to the airport.He keeps pressing kisses to my forehead and hair and it amazes me.Even though Xavier still has not said the love word, I know I mean a lot to him. It just saddens me that he doesn't know how to express his feelings vocally.This should be enough. His actions ought to be enough but I am not satisfied. I want assurance. I want him to say the word. I want us to be free with each other. To be able to tell each other anything and everything. To be able to share secrets. To understand each other's silence too.I don't regret loving him. I don't regret telling him I loved him anymore too. I just want him to say it back to me."We should go out to a nice restaurant after you meet with your Aunt, what do you think?