Gabriel’s POVMy heart races as I watch her struggle to find the words. Her eyes are filled with desire, and my hands caress her body, urging her to speak. I want this woman so badly! I know we were reckless the first time, but I want this time around to be what she wants, something she'll never regret. I can smell her arousal now, filling the whole room. The scent emanating from her is intoxicating, and my overwhelming desire for her sparks a zeal to hold her close, to make her mine.I know if I start, I won't be able to stop, but she moans my name again, "Gabriel," and this time it makes my cock twitch, craving her. Jasmine will be the death of me.My heart starts to race with anticipation of finally being with her. I step away from the couch and yank the rest of my pants off, letting my boxers drop from my knees to the floor.Jasmine lies before me, naked from the waist down, her breasts free from her dress. For someone who has given birth to a child, her breasts stand firm.She has
Jasmine’s POVI struggle, my eyes opening as I start to speak, "I... I..." I stutter, unsure if I'm ready to give in to the cloud of emotions running high. I see the expectation in Gabriel's eyes; I know he doesn't want to do something we'll both regret. He wants that confirmation.Trying to find the courage to speak, I begin, "I..." But I stop abruptly when we hear the sound of someone banging on the door. "Fuck," Gabriel mutters, cursing as he hurriedly pulls away from me, putting on his pants. I look down at myself and realize I'm naked, too.I look at the door, then at myself, and finally at Gabriel, who has an unbothered look on his face as he watches me with wounded eyes. I know he wasn't happy that he was cock-blocked. I shook my head and hurriedly put on my gown. The knocks grow louder, and I wonder who's at the door. I look at myself and see that I'm decent enough to answer it.I make my way to the door, trying to compose myself as I go. I take a deep breath, trying to calm m
This date is sure to be the beginning of great things to come between me and Gabriel. I'm honest with myself: what I feel for Gabriel is deep, and I'm scared to admit it. "What's on your mind?" he asks, looking me deep in the eyes, like he's searching my soul for an answer. The way he pays attention to everything about me is out of this world.I shake my head to dispel the thought as I give him a warm smile. With his hand stuck in his pocket, he brings his head down and captures my lips in a kiss. I eagerly kiss back, having expected to feel his lips on mine, as I can't stop thinking about the near-experience we almost had if the girls hadn't interrupted.As we kiss, I feel my heart racing and my soul soaring. It's like the whole world has come to a standstill, and all that matters is this moment, this kiss, and the way Gabriel makes me feel.He smiles into the kiss as he draws me closer to himself. My body flushes from the impact, and a phone starts ringing at that moment. I choose
"Bad timing?" he asks, his voice coming through the phone. I shake my head, forgetting he can't see me. "Not really, what's up?" I reply, trying to hide my exhaustion."Jasmine, I'm so sorry for calling you at this time of day," Ryan apologizes, "but I need to inform you that the discrepancy is still happening, and I have no idea why it hasn't been fixed."My eyes grow heavier, but I force myself to focus. "Really? That's strange since I reported it to the higher authority." I try to sound alert, but my voice is laced with sleepiness. "Don't worry, I'll check on it for you as soon as it's Monday. There's nothing I can do now since it's the weekend."Ryan's voice is filled with gratitude. "Oh, that'll be great. I appreciate your effort, and thanks for the dance."I smile, despite my fatigue. "You're welcome, Ryan. Bye.""Bye, Jasmine," he replies, and we end the call. I let out a sigh, my eyes finally giving in to the weight of sleep.After my call with Ryan, I went to bed, my mind sti
Gabriel’s POVI can't seem to get Jasmine's thoughts off my mind after our almost-near experience at her house. I curse inwardly when the call comes in, wishing I could relish in the joy she brings me. My heart warms up even more when I see her baby girl's face on the screen - the girl is a beauty to behold, just like her mother. I wish that girl was mine, as I feel a strong connection with her, just like I did when Jasmine was away in California. I keep smiling all through my drive back home, unable to stop thinking about her. I want to call her during the weekend so we can hang out, but I hesitate, not wanting to come across as a lovesick man. Could this be love, I wonder? No one understands how I feel about Jasmine - she lights up the room when she enters, and my heart skips a thousand beats. She makes me smile from ear to ear whenever she's around. I know it's strange to say this, but I'm falling in love with Jasmine, and it scares me because I haven't felt this way about someone i
Gabriel’s POVI make my way to the hotel room. Every nerve in my body is on edge because I can't think straight. Who is the guy in question, and what does Jasmine have to do with him?I know we haven't defined our relationship yet, but I can't stand seeing someone else with Jasmine.Without knocking, I barge into the room. I see Jasmine lying down peacefully, the duvet wrapped around her. I'm sure she is naked, seeing that her clothes are scattered all over the floor.There is no going back; it looks like they just had a sex escapade.I think I lost it right there, seeing her in that position. I check around the room, but I see no man in question. Then, the sound of running water from the bathroom catches my attention, and my eyes snap to the bathroom door as I see a man coming out.He looks familiar. I try to rack my brain to know where I have seen him before. "You!" I say, moving closer to him as I remember."What the fuck are you doing here?" His voice booms in the room."This is my
Jasmine’s POVI slowly open my eyes, my vision blurry and my head pounding. I try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over me, forcing me back onto the bed. I struggle to remember what happened, but my memories are fuzzy. I recall going to the hotel with Ryan; he offered me a drink. But everything after that is a blur.As I lie there, trying to gather my thoughts, I realize that my clothes are scattered around the floor and the duvet is tangled around my legs. Panic sets in as I understand that something is wrong. I quickly scan the room, but Ryan is nowhere in sight.My heart races as I throw off the duvet and stumble out of bed. I stagger to the bathroom, my legs trembling beneath me. I splash water on my face, trying to clear my head. My fear turns to terror as I realize I've been drugged and taken advantage of. I try to scream, but my voice is hoarse and barely audible.My heart races faster, and I know I have to get away from here. I have to get back to work. Many thoughts r
Jasmine's POVWhat business do I have with her that she gives me the middle finger? I watch as she sways her hips and goes into the hotel I'm coming out of. I guess she wants to see Gabriel. I couldn't care less, my mind is focused on getting back to my office. I can't afford to be absent from the meeting, especially since the CEO will be there. This impression of me not being at the office isn't a good one. I hail a cab, give him my location, and luckily, he speeds off. My mind is racing, thinking about what just happened. I've always had my doubts about Ryan, and he's succeeded in driving a wedge between me and Gabriel.I know I have no explanation to give Gabriel; I've been caught in a compromising situation. I blame myself for getting carried away with the quest for clients. This was a setup, and it was a smooth one. I was gullible to fall prey to Ryan's scheme. But the question remains - who could be responsible for the setup? This is still a mystery to me.A lone tear slips down
Lexi’s eyes are locked on Gabriel. I look at Gabriel and see the most beautiful smile on his face as he smiles back at Lexi. My mom walks in at that moment and is clearly in awe of the radiant smile in Gabriel’s eyes.“You’re awake, princess,” Gabriel says, his voice choking with emotion. The sight tugs at my heart, and the corners of my eyes well up with tears, which I manage to hold back.Lexi smiles back, and it seems like she wants to say something, but she can’t speak as she hasn’t talked in hours. I think she needs water, so I stand up, which seems to bring her attention back to me.“Mum,” she calls out, her voice hoarse.“Hold on just a second while I get you some water to drink,” I say.She nods in response and turns to my mom, pointing to Gabriel and trying to indicate something to her.I bring the water to Lexi’s mouth, and she slowly gulps it down. Once she seems okay and refrains from taking more, I understand that she has had enough.Her eyes return to Gabriel. “Oh, the pr
A doctor and a couple of nurses rush past me into Lexi's room. I follow them, my heart in my throat, but as I step inside, they stop me."Ma'am, you have to step aside so we can do our work.""No, that's my daughter in there," I protest, trying to push my way inside. But I see my mom coming out of the room, probably told the same thing."Jasmine, let the doctors do their job," she says, pulling me into a hug. Tears stream down my face as I sob, "I can't lose my girl.""You won't, Jas," she reassures me, her voice steady. "She means the world to you as much as she means to me. We won't lose her."The tears continue to flow as I think about the years I struggled to have a child to save my marriage with Maxwell, and now, when I finally have Lexi, she's at the mercy of the doctors.I pull away from my mom's embrace and start pacing back and forth in the hallway. It feels like an eternity waiting for the doctor to come out and give me the results about my daughter.Every second drags on as
Jasmine’s POV As the plane reaches cruising altitude, I focus on Ryder's kind gesture to distract myself from the gnawing anxiety. Despite our brief encounter and Gabriel's coldness, Ryder's concern feels genuine.Why was Gabriel at my house? What does he want? He made it clear that he doesn't want anything to do with me, so he should stay out of my life.I lean back in my seat, taking a deep breath. The hum of the plane is oddly comforting, and I allow myself to relax just a little. My thoughts drift back to Lexi. I grip the armrest tightly, feeling tears welling up. I say a silent prayer, determined that she's coming back with me to Chicago.Flight attendants come around with snacks and drinks. Absently, I take a cup of water and sip it, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I can't afford to break down now; I need to stay strong for Lexi.The plane lands smoothly. As soon as the seatbelt sign turns off, I grab my bag and head for the exit. The airport buzzes with people, but I barely
A puppy no more than a few weeks old, sits at my kitchen door, looking up at me with big round eyes. Its soft gray fur and tiny pink nose melt my heart. I bend down to pet the little creature, feeling its soft fur and tiny heartbeat. Where did it come from? And how did it get here? I wonder. Then, I feel a presence like a shadow hovering around me; someone is here, I guess. As I cautiously look up with the puppy in hand, the scorching sun pierces into my eyes. I look at a gorgeous man, shirtless and standing, looking at me with a smirk. I take my time to look at him; his body is dripping with sweat like he's been working in the soil. His hands are covered with mud.He's ruggedly handsome, with a strong jawline and piercing gray eyes. His smirk grows wider, His muscles are fully on display, and his abs are what every woman dreams of. He gives a small cough, and that seems to bring me back to the present. He might think I'm drooling over him, but in reality, I'm shocked to see someone
I knock on the door, and I hear a shuffling from inside. A voice says, "Come in." I take a deep breath, calming my nerves, and turn the door knob. I open the door and walk inside. He stands at the window with his hands in his pockets, gazing out at the city view."Good day, sir," I say, trying hard to steady my voice so it won't betray my nervousness."Good day, Ms. Ross. Good to have you grace me with your presence." He gestures to a seat. "Have a seat.""Thank you, sir," I mutter, making my way to the seat. He gives me a once-over look, and I feel small under his gaze.He removes his hand from his pocket and approaches me. Despite his age, he looks fit and accomplished in his late forties. I admire his achievements and the person he has become."How long have you worked at LPI?" he asks, looking at me intently.I lower my gaze and reply, "Two years.""And what was your job position when you first got employed?" he asks, his eyes still fixed on me.I look at him, unsure how to answer
Jasmine's POVWhat business do I have with her that she gives me the middle finger? I watch as she sways her hips and goes into the hotel I'm coming out of. I guess she wants to see Gabriel. I couldn't care less, my mind is focused on getting back to my office. I can't afford to be absent from the meeting, especially since the CEO will be there. This impression of me not being at the office isn't a good one. I hail a cab, give him my location, and luckily, he speeds off. My mind is racing, thinking about what just happened. I've always had my doubts about Ryan, and he's succeeded in driving a wedge between me and Gabriel.I know I have no explanation to give Gabriel; I've been caught in a compromising situation. I blame myself for getting carried away with the quest for clients. This was a setup, and it was a smooth one. I was gullible to fall prey to Ryan's scheme. But the question remains - who could be responsible for the setup? This is still a mystery to me.A lone tear slips down
Jasmine’s POVI slowly open my eyes, my vision blurry and my head pounding. I try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over me, forcing me back onto the bed. I struggle to remember what happened, but my memories are fuzzy. I recall going to the hotel with Ryan; he offered me a drink. But everything after that is a blur.As I lie there, trying to gather my thoughts, I realize that my clothes are scattered around the floor and the duvet is tangled around my legs. Panic sets in as I understand that something is wrong. I quickly scan the room, but Ryan is nowhere in sight.My heart races as I throw off the duvet and stumble out of bed. I stagger to the bathroom, my legs trembling beneath me. I splash water on my face, trying to clear my head. My fear turns to terror as I realize I've been drugged and taken advantage of. I try to scream, but my voice is hoarse and barely audible.My heart races faster, and I know I have to get away from here. I have to get back to work. Many thoughts r
Gabriel’s POVI make my way to the hotel room. Every nerve in my body is on edge because I can't think straight. Who is the guy in question, and what does Jasmine have to do with him?I know we haven't defined our relationship yet, but I can't stand seeing someone else with Jasmine.Without knocking, I barge into the room. I see Jasmine lying down peacefully, the duvet wrapped around her. I'm sure she is naked, seeing that her clothes are scattered all over the floor.There is no going back; it looks like they just had a sex escapade.I think I lost it right there, seeing her in that position. I check around the room, but I see no man in question. Then, the sound of running water from the bathroom catches my attention, and my eyes snap to the bathroom door as I see a man coming out.He looks familiar. I try to rack my brain to know where I have seen him before. "You!" I say, moving closer to him as I remember."What the fuck are you doing here?" His voice booms in the room."This is my
Gabriel’s POVI can't seem to get Jasmine's thoughts off my mind after our almost-near experience at her house. I curse inwardly when the call comes in, wishing I could relish in the joy she brings me. My heart warms up even more when I see her baby girl's face on the screen - the girl is a beauty to behold, just like her mother. I wish that girl was mine, as I feel a strong connection with her, just like I did when Jasmine was away in California. I keep smiling all through my drive back home, unable to stop thinking about her. I want to call her during the weekend so we can hang out, but I hesitate, not wanting to come across as a lovesick man. Could this be love, I wonder? No one understands how I feel about Jasmine - she lights up the room when she enters, and my heart skips a thousand beats. She makes me smile from ear to ear whenever she's around. I know it's strange to say this, but I'm falling in love with Jasmine, and it scares me because I haven't felt this way about someone i