Their lips were just a bit apart, and she felt the need to cover the distance between them. However, she remained patient while she took the lead and waited for him. He was simply a bit from her when he moved his face to the left.“Go to your cell and remain there until I call for you,” he whispered in her ear, and she trembled when she had his deep voice in her ear.She snapped her eyes open and stared at him with a look of surprise. Their eyes spoke without words, and Jasmine knew instantly that Dylan was just toying with her. She found that rude and mean that he could just tease her like that. She sat on the bed and swung her legs down. Dylan moved back to a standing posture as he watched her walk past him.“You could've just let her do whatever she wanted,” Jasmine said, unable to stop herself.Dylan frowned but remained silent. He wanted to know what else was on her mind and how much he got to her just now.“You shouldn't have helped me, besides I thought you hate me, so why both
She smiled slyly. “Think about it, I'm sure the people would love to hold a welcome home party for you,” she said with a sweet smile.Dylan looked around while nodding slowly. “I get you, but I don't need any of that now,” he said, looking back at heShe became agitated. “Well... If not now, then when?“Maybe when we've finally sorted everything out properly and my father has found his justice for the untimely death.” He said bitterlShe inhaled and nodded. “Then I must let you rest. I'm sure his Highness must be tired, and the journey must have been stressful,” she said while bowing her heaDylan looked at the lady. He wanted to correct her because he could still remember his journey here. It was rough, but roughly good, he must admit. It wasn't as bad as one who viewed it. The journey wasn't to his expectation, but he also liked the way it went. At least he had his first time with the girl who also gave her first time to him. He valued her for that, but he also hated her for his fat
He shook my head to remove the thoughts. “I don't think that's needed now,” he replied. “What do you mean? We are talking about your father's murders here, so of course it's needed, and you need to understand that girl must go because the people would be the last to see a traitor among us.“They have to start adapting to that because my judgment would remain the same.” He said sternly, earning a frown from Travis.“Your judgment?”Dylan realized that Travis was clueless. “Yes, my judgment. I subjected her to extreme maltreatment. She'll be my slave forever.”Travis' jaw dropped instantly as he closed at his friend in disbelief. “You want her to be your slave? But that would mean working here forever. What would the people think?”“They should think whatever they want, Travis, besides everyone is entitled to their opinion after all.”“But still-”“It's my decision, and I believe one shouldn't object to it if they really wished not to see my wrath.” He said harshly.Dylan was angry tha
Dylan pulled her to the corner and pushed her against the wall, startling Jasmine. She looked clueless, but when she gazed at his face, she couldn't help but feel the need to talk to him and make him believe her. She just felt like she could make good moments with him and be more than just the lady he hated.Jasmine opened her mouth, but Dylan gave her a look that made her almost swallow her tongue immediately. He stared at her, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze that made her tremble unknowingly.“What were you doing?”“I don't understand,” she seemed stupefied by his words.“So what do you want? And who gave you the right to walk around whenever you choose to?”“No one. I mean I'm now your slave and that comes with cleaning, washing, working, and even going on errands that are sometimes irrelevant.” She explained.Dylan was quiet. He could see anger on her face, and he knew that she was upset or maybe tired because it was imprinted on her face.
In a dim room, sat a man whose leg was crossed over the other leg. He kept tapping the armrest of his chair while he looked at the woman in front of him.“Sebastian, you still haven't told me what you plan to do,” the woman reminded her.“Oh please, mother, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm still working on things.”“Working on things? And how long would it take you?”.“I don't know,” he answered, sounding annoyed.“Well you better know because Dylan is back, and the people want him to be their leader. What if he becomes one soon?”“He won't.”“Then do something!” She raised her voice, but realized afterward. She took in deep breaths. “We don't have much time in our hands, Sebastian, you should just do it already before it backfires. You can't let him rule now,” the woman sounded like she was pleading.“So what do you think I should do?”The woman drew closer. “You must act fast. That the only thing you can do now that would help because Dylan is back, and I'm certain that
Jasmine stood with her head bowed while Dylan's scorching gaze watched her like she was in trouble and something within her told her the same, but she prayed that he would actually spare her for today.She could barely sleep or even eat properly. Her eyes had dark circles around them, with her collarbone which was more visible than before. Yes, she knew she barely ate before, but now it was more terrible. She was starving, and she didn't have anyone to turn to, not like she did before anyway but now it was more terrible because everyone here must despise her.Though, she kept wondering if they even knew her to begin with. She wondered if they actually knew her to begin with, but she couldn't care less, besides she was just a prisoner.Now, she stood in front of the man she believed would save, yet instead he was the first to break her heartlessly. His words still got to her, and she could still remember how he bluntly told her that she mistook him for someone else, but she couldn't be
She became tense when his lips played on hers tenderly like a soft caress on her skin and she unknowingly held unto his shirt. Dylan leaned in more, pressing their lips even closer together. His hand slipped inside her shirt and she gasped when he caressed her skin under her shirt.She moaned softly on his lips when he wrapped an arm around her waist. She let her hands crawl to his neck to encircle it. He groaned when she started kissing him back without hesitation. He pulled her closer and slid his tongue into her mouth without, making her become tense in shock. She closed her eyes tightly and trembled in his arms. He placed his hand on her nape as he gripped her hair to keep her in place. Jasmine felt lost currently, and she had to push him back slightly. Even though she wanted it, she still wanted to breathe because she felt suffocated.Dylan understood what she wanted and let her push him back slightly. She drew in a sharp breath with her eyes closed and her cheeks crimson red. D
Jasmine could hardly believe what was happening. First she was at the party, serving drinks, and then the next she was tossed harshly to the ground in front of everyone.She was actually told about the party, but she had no idea about why they were hosting the party. But she was told by Mrs. Jane to come and work there, and she did just that, but the least she was expecting was being tossed to the ground. She also earned a perplexed look from everyone. She tried to stand up weakly and glanced to look at Dylan, who stood in front of her, close to his intimidating throne.“What are you doing?” Dylan heard his aunt ask in a whisper.Turning towards her. “Vivian, that question would be answered very soon,” he spoke and turned back to look at Jasmine with a cold gaze.“This right here is the sister of the man who killed my father. Her brother fled with his parents, but she was caught doing the same. I have passed my judgment already, and I believe it's the best judgment that would suit he