JASMINE
I slowly blinked awake, it felt as if my night was spent digging a drainage in my dream. My entire body hurt, and I experienced intense pain in my head. My eyes adjusted to the sunlight shining through the window and I rolled to the side, expecting to meet the familiar comfort of my pillow. But instead, I was blocked by someone. Surprised, I opened my eyes to find a masculine figure lying sexily next to me.
A sudden headache struck me as I attempted to recall the events of the previous night. Pieces of memories started to emerge, and I couldn’t trust what I saw. I had done so many crazy things.
In a quick motion, I got off the bed and began picking up my scattered belongings. I hastily put on my skirt and top, my hands shaking slightly as I tried to process the situation. However, as I glanced around, I noticed that my pant was missing.
I bent down to look for it, making an effort to be as silent as I could to avoid disturbing the stranger. But my efforts were in vain.
"Are you looking for something?" he asked, his tone husky and amused while he held up my red pant in his hand.
Shame washed over me as I snatched my it from him. Without thinking, I dug it into my back pocket and headed to the nightstand to grab my bag. I didn't even bother to arrange my messy hair.
As I made my way to the door, the stranger spoke up again. "Your money is in the bag," he said, his voice more sexier than last night.
But I didn't respond. I just left, banging the door behind me.
Minutes later I arrived my house and as I opened the door Prisca greeted me with a “Good morning” and offered me a cup of coffee, her face serious. After taking a sip, I felt warmth radiate through me. Looking up at Prisca made it clear to me that I was about to face an extensive round of questioning.
I sighed and returned the mug to her. “Can you stop giving me that look?” When it came to my affairs, Prisca always took things seriously and I'm grateful to have her.
“I only visited to grab a few shots at the bar.” Prisca frowned slightly with one eyebrow raised. “A few shots?” she repeated, her tone showing doubt. “Jasmine, you smell strongly of alcohol, and your outfit is... ” She paused, her eyes scanning me up and down.
“Please stop sounding like an old woman, for god sake your 23 not 63. It was just a few shots.” I begged her, all was just for her to come out of mood of playing my mother.
Prisca's expression turned serious, her brow furrowed in concern. “It's not about the shots, Jasmine. It's about the stranger.”
“Shit! She knows, what do I tell her now?," Prisca's voice cut through my thoughts, her tone laced with worry. “Jasmine, is something wrong with you upstairs? Joe called me, saying a random stranger had left with you.”
Acting surprised I turned to Prisca, showing off as if my eyes are searching for answers. “Who is this stranger?”
Anger overwhelmed Prisca. “STOP THIS BULLSHIT AND GIVE ME ANSWERS?” she yelled, her voice resonating throughout the whole room. “I sped to the bar like a lunatic, only to discover you had left with him already, are you nuts!?”
Rubbing my face, I thought critically, trying to think of a suitable lie to cover my shame but at the moment nothing is coming up in my head and my face burned with shame, i covered it with my hands, falling onto the bed. Realization dawned on me, and I felt so embarrassed.
“I'm calling the manager to get the footage. We need to know who this stranger is, and then we'll report him to the station because he took advantage of your state.” She started scrolling through her phone, her fingers flying across the screen.
I quickly sat up, my heart racing. I grabbed Prisca's arm, stopping her from making the call. “Wait, Prisca. I remember something,” I said with my voice so calm.
“What is it?” she looked at me expectantly.
I took a deep breath. “I was the one who asked the stranger to take me home. And...I also asked him to have sex with me.”
Prisca's eyes went wide, and she shouted, “You did what?” Her voice echoed through the room, making me wince.
I quickly calmed Prisca down explaining, “please relax, i didn't know what came over me.” Just then, my phone began to ring.
Ignoring the call i attempted to process everything that happened when my phone began to ring again.
Upon checking my phone, i realized it is my father calling so I picked up. “You have 30 minutes to come to my house,” he states, his voice strong and commanding.
“But Dad, you...” I tried to protest, but he cuts me off.
“Your husband-to-be is in town,” he states, his words hitting me with striking me hard.
The connection dropped before I could say anything, leaving me with stunned silence as I looked blankly at my phone. The quick cut-off left me bewildered, considering if my father had made a mistake. Had he really just dropped a bombshell of that magnitude and then hung up?.
“Dad, you can't be serious!” I shouted into the empty line, not caring about anything else in that moment. How could he do this to me? My husband-to-be is in town? How was that even possible?
“what did pops say?,” Prisca's concerned voice cut through my thoughts, but I ignored her question, my mind already racing back to the past. I recalled the arranged marriage my father had always discussed when I was younger. The memory of those conversations made my stomach twist with anxiety.
At the time, i thought it was a distant possibility, something that would never truly happen. Yet now, it seems that reality is closing in on me.
“Betrothment is outdated, and I will never accept it!.”
ALEXANDERFinalizing the last part of work at hand, I checked the wall clock and saw that it was almost time for lunch. I thought about going to Jasmine's office to take her out for lunch, i remember the tension earlier this morning when we arrived and met Prisca at the reception.The two ladies ignored each other, I tried to intervene, but it seems they both needed some space. I didn't push the issue, deciding to let them work out their differences on their own since i don't know the reason behind their beef.“Is there a possibility that Jasmine is bisexual?” I asked myself, trying to put together both ladies' attitudes of recent. I could only imagine them becoming enemies recently, and that's the exact time Jasmine started talking to this Melinda girl.I tried to fix the puzzle, thinking of the reason Prisca came to seduce me. Was it to make me fall for her so she could get on Jasmine's nerves? It had happened to me before when I dated a bi-girl back in university. As I thought abo
ALEXANDERJasmine slips her hand into mine as we walked to the stairs. “Have you met Dante Alacatara?.”Who the fuck is Dante Alacatara?“No... Why do you ask?.” i questioned, while confusion is visibly showing on my face.“Alexander, stop acting like an old school. Don't tell me you haven't met Dante Alacatara of 'fall for fire' season two.”GREAT! i'm now having movie discussions when they're a million and one things to talk about. So, fucking, great!.Jasmine starts narrating a movie to me, she spoke about the plot, the characters, and the twists and turns that kept her on the edge of her seat throughout the first season and how this Dante guy is a totally new cast that saves the queen from enemies. I gave her my ears, listening intently, trying my best to follow along, but my mind kept reminding me of the dream.What if Jasmine is hiding something from me?Though, anytime I look at her, I see the genuine smiles on her face, I decided to play along, to pretend that I was interested
ALEXANDER'‘In spite everything you did to me, you think a simple apology will lead to my forgiveness, isn't it?.'' Her words comes out in fury.I lay on the bare floor, my body arching from the countless beatings I'd endured over the past few days. The darkness in this place is also suffocating, reminding me of how helpless i am. Jasmine's voice was the only thing that brought me a sense of reality, and even her voice is scaring me more than the darkness itself.“ I totally agree and accept that i made a mistake in how I treated you, I also know that I do not merit your forgiveness, but–”"But what?" she interrupted with her voice getting louder. '‘Really?, You think I'll let it go because you said you're sorry? You are dumb to believe that's good enough.”“I regret what happened and i want you to understand that i'm sorry. Stupidity took over me and I failed to consider the impact of my actions on you, i failed to realize how much pain i caused you.”She stopped walking causing the
ALEXANDERI grabbed my phone and answered Avala. '‘Yes, please let her in.’' The door swings open, and Prisca stepped inside.I took note of what she's wearing the moment Prisca came into the office. A fitted red gown that hugged her body and revealed her curves, her hair is styled in a way that brought out her face beautifully. She also rocked a red lipstick that looks classy, and her heels brought a nice touch of elegance to her entire outfit.Why will she come to work dressed like this?I was shocked when she showed up with nothing, so I asked, '‘Did your boss send you to pick something up from me?'’“I reached this place on my own initiative.”Did Jasmine send her?.Since the day Jasmine punished me, she's been avoiding me like hell. Maybe she feels guilty for what she did, even though i passed out and awakened at the hospital without her in sight. I still don't care, i've done same to her countless times.In response, I made a hand gesture towards the chair facing me, inviting he
JASMINEThe words 'do to me whatever pleases you' ignited a burning fire within me. He's cooked without realizing it, for all the pains he made me go through, i'm giving him double, no, triple.HAHAHAThinking of all the things i've planned out for him, a lovely, yet wicked smile appeared on my lips.“Are you going to kill me?” he said, looking at me inquisitively.How did he know? 'Yes baby, i'm gonna fucking kill you before your momma dies.' It's my brain doing the reply. I dare not say it out, he'll fucking run away. I hurried to the guest room to grab some toys, everything i found in this locker are mostly for females, except for cock rings. He likes torturing us and on the other way round he loves to be pleasured. Grabbing a flogger, handcuff, gag, spreader bars, blindfold, hand-free vibrator with the controller, and a three-in-one cock ring, i smiled.Looking at everything i picked, and how i envi
ALEXANDER“You look like a puppy," I said, trying to hold back a grin.I teased Jasmine as she came out to show me one of the clothes she tried on. Jasmine formed a crying baby face and went back into the dressing room, pretending to be offended. With a light chuckle, I trailed behind her while expressing my heartfelt regrets over and over again.“ I'm sorry! You really look gorgeous, I was only joking.”Jasmine peeked out from behind the curtain frawning. "Go away, i hate you.”while waiting for her to put on another dress i remembered Aunt Lisa and how grateful I was for her role in our lives. She had settled the quarell between us before heading back to the Philippines to meet her family and continue with her business. She had promised us that she would come back for our father's funeral.Lost in thought, before i knew it i saw Jasmine coming out with all the clothes we had picked out. She had joined both the ones she had tried on and the ones she hadn't tried on before. She was st