Two Weeks Later
Jasmine woke up with a strong headache. She could barely lift her head off the bed, so she just stayed down for a while. She felt sore as well and wondered if she was falling sick.“I hope I’m not falling sick right now? I do not want to be a burden to anyone”. Jasmine said. She stayed relaxed for a while, then proceeded to leave the bed. She felt quite dizzy.Then she realised she was in a different place. It does not look like her home. She rushed towards the door wanting to look outside. Perhaps they changed the decor, that was what she thought.But she opened the door to find out that the hall was different and there seemed to be too many rooms along the hallway. She rushed back inside to find a man that was not there when she woke up. He had a towel loosely wrapped below his waistline, giving off a bit of his downside.“Who are you? And what are you doing here? I mean why am I here?” Jasmine asked all at once.The man wore a smirk. He took a few strides towards Jasmine. She would have pulled back, but that part of her that barely steps back kept her standing firm like a pole.He leaned into her slowly whispering into her ear, “have you forgotten me already after all we had last night?”. Jasmine felt irritated. She was patient enough not to slap him in the face.“How dare you speak vile of me?” She said glaring at him. Then she asked him to take his filthy self meters away from her. But he did not budge. So she stepped back.“What? Are you afraid of me? Are you going to deny the moments we shared?” The man asked her. He looked young and she could guess he was not above 35, if he had even gotten that far.Jasmine placed her palms to support her head as if to keep it from falling off. She felt a burden she didn’t have. She sat on the floor trying to think. A tear fell off her eyes.“Fabian!” She muttered. Then she raised her head glaring at the man whom she knows nothing about, she asked him if it was her husband that had sent him.“Oh! I was paid a handsome amount. But I would have fucked you anyways. You are just too sexy, I had to be greedy and fuck you through the night”. The guy said. Jasmine placed her hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. She became hateful.“How could you agree to such a hideous thing? What am I going to do now?” She whispered the last part as though she was having a meeting with herself.“You know, you could be my lover after the divorce”. The man said. Jasmine, on hearing that, she stood up took off the cloak on her body. It was not needed. She asked him if her clothes was anywhere in the room. He smirked.Without taking his eyes off her now naked body, the man walked round the bed and brought out her dress that had been neatly folded and placed on the stool beside the bed.Jasmine took it from him and wore it. Then she walked away from the room. But then came back to ask for her purse. The man handed it over to her and also gave her a card. He winked out at her while giving her the call me signal.Jasmine threw the card at him without reading it. The man picked it wearing a devilish smile.“She didn’t bother to check this. I’m a masseur, she should have at least known”. He muttered and then later said it was her loss.Meanwhile, Jasmine walked briskly out of the elevator and existed the building. It was a hotel. She could not remember herself coming here. She must have been drugged and dragged here by that guy.She stopped a taxi that took her to the mansion. Her eyes were red, but there was no tears coming out. And she was not even angry. No, she did not know who to be angry at.Last night, she had accompanied Fabian to a party which his company was hosting. It was to celebrate the company’s success in the global market, as they were now top 10 in the market. She was not pre-informed. But still, she had to be there for her husband despite their wavering marriage.And the last thing Jasmine could remember was her telling Fabian she was feeling hot and a little bit tipsy so she needed to go cool off somewhere. She had gone to the roof top of the building even though she knew it was quite risky for her to be there. But to her, that was the only place no one would come disturb her. And she could be free from the crowd.She had never expected to find herself in a hotel room with a stranger.Jasmine clutched her fingers forming a ball. She felt terrible. She felt sick to the stomach, all she wanted to do was throw up. But she kept it in.They got to the mansion, she had to get down at the gate since no taxi were allowed to pass through the gate. Jasmine paid her fare and walked into the mansion. Immediately she reached inside, she rushed to the room wanting to go throw up in the toilet. But she found Fabian in bed with another woman.She was shocked but at that point, she could not say anything. Instead, she went ahead to the bathroom and emptied her stomach in the pole. Then she flushed it and washed her mouth.Jasmine bit her lips as she wondered how she was going to act if she showed up in front of those two. She was pretty sure the woman that was with Fabian was his mistress. He seemed to be rushing things. And she seemed to be losing herself. She wanted to divorce him, but not like this.She walked out of the bathroom without knowing if she was courageous enough to face her cheating husband who has succeeded in tainting her. But it never occurred to her that she would be unphased by the scene before her eyes. They didn’t change position. They were still on the bed, with Katherine’s head rested on Fabian’s chest. And Jasmine didn’t know where the laugh came from. Except for the fact that she was the one laughing, she had no clue what part of her was doing that. She walked into her dressing room where she looked for what to wear in her closet. Then she undressed herself, her eyes spotting the hickeys she was covered in from the mirror. Jasmine felt disgusted by what she was seeing on herself, but there was nothing she could do about it. She decided to act like she was not bothered by the hickeys. She dropped the jet black jumpsuit she has taken from the closet on the chair sitting in front of the mirror. All she needed was in that dressing room. She contemplated tak
Just as Fabian had said, by noon it had circulated all over the internet. The press had already taken it up, that the wife of Billionaire, Fabian Hart was a whore. Her sex tape was all over the internet. Reporters have surrounded the Harts company. And there were some who already went to the mansion. Fabian was in his office when his mother called. “Sir! You have a call”. His secretary, “Viose” said. Fabian at first did not want to answer his phone until the secretary told him it was from his mother, Mrs. Hart. Fabian took the phone, the call had already been disconnected, so he called his mother back. It was as though the woman was expecting his call, she did not wait for her phone to ring twice before answering it. “What is this that I hear Fabian? I thought you had control of that god forsaken woman you call your wife?” Mrs. Hart yelled at her son over the phone. Fabian could taste the disappointment of his mother in his own mouth. It tasted bitter, and he liked it. Even thou
“Children practice exactly what they see, they say. What example would Jasmine be teaching this poor thing now?” Katherine’s voice filled the almost empty hall. She was now in the foyer. It seems she had witnessed everything. She got to Aria before Clautra could. She leaned in closer to the little girl and whispered into her ears,“Your mother is being atrocious. She is evil. And she doesn’t mind doing it in front of you knowing fully well you might take her footsteps”. Katherine said to the 4 year old who just looked into space, probably trying to process what Katherine had just said. But then, confusion creeps into her face as she seemed unsure what to make of Katherine’s words. Katherine dragged the little girl outside with her. Clautra tried to stop her, more like she wanted to. But she was fearful of what Katherine could do to her. She hates Katherine. The woman was never up to no good. And if anyone questions her, she paint them black before Fabian’s eyes. ************Jasmine
It happened five years ago. The Harts and the Rodds were supposed to form a merger. Their two company would work side by side and then become one of the strongest in the country Z. But this alliance could only be formed if the two families were to marry. So the Rodds gave their daughter to the Harts. Fabian was supposed to marry Marrita Rodd. But Marrita had a fatal accident and died in the car crash. But it was a suicide only Jasmine knew of. Marrita felt like her family was selling her off to a man for wealth. The Rodd’s family business was failing. And they had nothing to fall back to. If they must stand back up, they had to fake success and merge with a company. The only way to achieve that was by giving one of their daughters out into marriage. Marrita was the first daughter. She was the smartest as her parents would say. And she was the most favoured by the family. Yet she refused to do their bidding. When they told her she was getting married to Fabian Hart, she only nodde
Jasmine watched as Mrs. Hart’s car drove into the compound and parked in front of the mansion. The reporters were already trolling out of the compound one after the other. They met her by the gate. Mrs. Hart did not seem to come out of her car until all the reporters were gone from the compound. One of the reporters stopped to ask Jasmine a few question, but got attacked by Jasmine instead. Jasmine needed to pass out her frustration somewhere, and this reporter seemed to have asked just the right question to trigger Jasmine and make her go wild. “How many men have you slept with? Is your husband the actual father of your daughter?” The reporter asked Jasmine. And this got her the right reason to attack. It was the right reason for her, but not to those who turned on their camera on her to record her harassing a poor reporter as people had put it. They never cared to know what the reporter did. Jasmine was fined for assault and was detained for a while. When she was released on bai
Sixteen Years Later The hall was filled with people, people of high class, sophisticated bourgeoisies. Everyone wore a happy face now and then, a little smile to greet the person next to them. Even if it wearies them, they had to keep that attitude so they don’t look odd. By the telling of their clothes, you would know they are people who would never come across on the streets. Even the smell of them screamed affluence. And if you look closely, you could tell that there were classes higher than some. You could see the expression on everybody’s face. You could tell when someone is being looked up to and taken in awe. And you can tell when another person is being looked down on. That’s the difference, the difference in class. “I have been searching with my eyes and I am yet to find my daughter”. Fabian said. He was hugging the hand of a woman. And she was clinging to him as well. Katherine, once his mistress, now his wife. She has been by his side as his wife for sixteen years. They
“What the fuck?” A redhead yelled with her eyes wide opened staring at the screen of her phone. She threw it on the floor fuming. “How could he decide such a thing without my knowledge? I’m going to fucking ruin this shit”. She said clasping her hand together as if warming up for a fight. “Babes, you should calm down. Your old man certainly mean well for you. He made it clear it’s for business. You won’t be tied up with the Gullivan guy for long”. A young man who looked like he was in his early twenties said. He had really dark brown hair and a sharp pointed nose. His blue eyes will make you feel like you are watching the sea. The sharp cut around his jawline was the only thing that made his face look less prettier than a girl’s. “You should not have asked me to check it out now. I think I’ve lost interest and can’t go dirty with you tonight”. Aria said to him. He looked at her in surprise. “I’ll put you in the mood”. He said. That was not what he planned to say, but he felt like
Flashback“Daddy said you are my mommy? Mommy did you change your face?” Little Aria asked Katherine who was busy caressing the flowers as that’s the only thing she seems to do when she is not in her room. Katherine turned to look at Aria who is dressed in yellow. The little girl seemed curious and was anticipating for Katherine’s reply. Instead of answering Aria’s question first, Katherine started with a drama. She touched her face as if in a frenzy. Then she grabbed Aria with her and went back inside. There’s a full length mirror just when you enter into the foyer. She stood with Aria in front of the mirror. Then she asked Aria if she looks like her mother. Aria was quiet. She just looked at the mirror blankly with no reaction. She had no idea what to do. She was just four. “Tell me, do I look like your slut of a mother?” Katherine said yet again. This time Aria looked up at Katherine’s face. “You are not my mommy”. Little Aria muttered with tears filled in her eyes. Katherine
Kelvin knew that it was either he was in danger, or it was just some persons trying to get a record of his activities, either way, he hates being trailed. He parked his car in the underground parking lot. He remained inside for a while contemplating what next to do. Should he step out of his car and get attacked, or should he be the first to attack? Just then, he head a tap on his window. He looked up to see a man dressed in black. It seems his trailer has decided to come meet him in person. Kelvin made a sign of the cross with his hand before opening the door. He stepped out to meet the stranger. “What’s….” before he could complete his sentence, he got knocked out. The man who knocked down Kelvin got into Kelvin’s car that was still opened, while another man appeared from around the corner and stood beside him. “What are you doing?” the man who just showed up asked. “Searching for anything that can be of use,” he replied. “The boss only instructed us to bring him for interrogati
“It’s good to have you around Aria. I must say I have come to miss you a lot after the last misunderstanding we had. I never expected you would talk to me back at your place,” Theresa said. She was standing by the door of Aria’s room. Although she had helped Aria carry her bag to the car before they left the mansion to the family house, she and Aria were yet to speak to each other. The only time Aria spoke with her was when she asked her to help carry her bag. “Get out! I do not wish to be disturbed right now,” Aria said. She did not even bother to look Theresa’s way. “Come on Aria! Why are you holding grudges against me just because I told you that you were keeping low lives as friends and that your boyfriend Eran was way too below your class,” Theresa questioned. She did not look like she was ready to leave Aria alone. Aria stood up from the bed on which she was lying. She walked towards the door and pushed Theresa out. Then she shut it. She went back to the bed but not without
Fabian shook his head as if in regret. Then he snatched his bag from Katherine’s hold and walked towards the door. But Katherine hurried her feet towards the door and stood in front of him. “Wake up Fabian! Someone is trying to raise a feud between us so that they can get what they want. Maybe not Aria as I had suspected, but it could be just anyone”. Katherine said while looking at Fabian pleadingly. Her eyes were moist and ready to let down the tears. If she was not a good actress, then she would not have made it this far with Fabian. “And who would want to do that?” Fabian asked with one eyebrow raised. “I don’t know! Aren’t supposed to work together in understanding for us to be able to find that out?” Katherine said suggestively. Fabian nods his head in agreement. He dropped his bag and then walked down to the bed. He laid there as he watched the ceiling. Katherine approached her husband, she lied right next to him, then she placed the palm of her hand on his chest. She
Aria watched as her grandmother whom she has liked no lesser than her father, stood there quarreling her father. She hated it, the noise they were making. She could never get used to it. For as far as she can remember, Her father and his mother don’t get along. She rolled her eyes and left the foyer, but soon returned with a bag in hand. “I’ll go with her,” Aria said as she nudged for Theresa to come help her with her bag. “Esa,” she muttered. Theresa smiled and walked towards Aria. She helped the bag out of her hand and they both walked out of the house. Mrs. Hart eyed Fabian disapprovingly, shook her head and walked away. Meanwhile, Fabian clutched his hands allowing them to hug his sides. He gritted his teeth as there was nothing else he could do. It was Aria herself who has chosen to go with his mother. He did not want his mother to take her. He was tired of her controlling attitude. “You always let your mother win,”. Katherine said while walking down the stairs. She
…………………….The following morning, Jasmine woke up to see herself in an unfamiliar room. She wondered how she got there. Then she heard the sound of water. It was probably someone bathing. She placed her hands on her head in a bid to combat the headache that was threatening to pull out her skull from her scalp. Then she stood up from the bed wanting to leave the place. It had not occurred to her that she was barely clothed with just lingerie, one she was not wearing. But then Jack came out of the bathroom and he was a stranger to her. She asked him what he was doing in the same room with her and who exactly he was. What happened to her the previous night was yet to come to her. Jack asked her if she did not remember the night they shared. Jasmine was confused for a while. She had no memory of him, not to talk of sharing a night with him. Then she remembered the last place she was before she could no longer remember anything. It was at the rooftop of the building where they celebrated
……………..Jack left the bar after confirming that his job was set for Thursday. He only had two days left before it’s Thursday. So he had all the time in the world to find out about the client and of course the object of his mission, Jasmine Hart. He did make his research and wondered why Jasmine’s husband would want to hurt his wife. But then, he could worry less about that. All he wanted was his money. And so, on Thursday night, Jack set out to the venue where the party was being held. He could not get in and was asked to wait outside while Rogers finds a way to get in. But Rogers was also restricted. Fabian’s secretary had instructed them to remain outside. He said he would signal them when the time was right. It didn’t take long after this incident, Fabian arrived with his wife Jasmine in hand. The secretary, Mr. Renold led them inside the hall where the company's anniversary was being celebrated. Jasmine thought she and Fabian looked like a perfect couple as they greeted dign
FLASHBACK“Can you do the job? Make it look like it is real?” Fabian asked. He was talking to a blonde haired guy. “I’ll arrange for it. I know someone who is perfect for this job Sir”. The blonde haired guy said. Fabian smirked. Then he told him that was all he wanted to hear. Then he turned to his secretary who was standing beside him. “Give him the details and pay him the dvance”. Fabian said and walked out of the apartment. They had gone to see the young man in his apartment. The secretary managed the transaction with the blonde guy telling him the venue as well as giving him a picture. It was a photo of Jasmine. She looked calm in the picture with her dark brown hair tied in a bun. “Is this her?” The blonde haired guy asked the secretary, but got no response. He just pockets the picture and said the job will be done. “Just make sure it looks real”. The secretary said to remind the blonde haired guy. He assured the secretary everything would be done perfectly well and that t
By the time Fabian got to the mansion, Kelvin and Clautra were done talking. But then, he did not bother the young man who has brought his daughter home. The first thing he wanted to do was see Aria, so he headed to her room. But Clautra stopped him.“Mr. Hart, I think it will be better you have a chat with the gentleman that brought Miss Hart home first before you see her. You know how she is”. Clautra said. He sighed. It was this bad, he could not get close with his own daughter. “Until when will she remain this way? Will Jasmine ever forgive me for this?” Fabian said. It was not necessarily a question for Clautra to answer to. And she knew better to keep shut at this point. Fabian went back down stairs to the foyer where he met Kelvin. At first he looked at Kelvin with hostility. Kelvin stood up to pay respect to Fabian since he was in his house. Fabian just looked at him despitefully. “Who are you to my daughter? Did you force her away from home?” Fabian asked neglecting the
“If I should pin you down to that bed, you’d not find the leg with which to return home”. Kelvin said to her with a smug look as he walked out of the room. “And who said I’d want to walk after that?” Aria said with a little bit of excitement before she followed him. They got to Kelvin’s car in the parking lot. Aria noticed two men both dressed in black. She frowned. They do not look like any of her father’s guards. Or did he hire someone else to come find her? “Rex, please step on the gas immediately you start that car. Do not waste any time”. Aria said. She would not want them to come take her. The thought of being dragged to a house she was already going to was suffocating to her. Kelvin noticed why she told him that when he saw the two men. He realised that Aria’s father must be worried for her. Despite all the allegations against him, he still wants to find his daughter. Kelvin then wondered if Aria will be arrested once she is found. Because it is now out that she was the one