The restraint of feelings was finally released.In the silence broken only by the whisper of the wind, their love blossomed, mingling in increasingly intense kisses. With one hand, Mr. Hawthorne still controlling the back of Jasmineโs head, and the other arm wrapped around her back, their tongues entwined tightly, merging in soft, stimulating movements. The passion continued to rise, especially for Mr. Hawthorne, who had long been unfulfilled in his predatory instincts.As Mr. Hawthorne moved the kiss from her lips to her neck, Jasmine reflexively tilted her head back, making her more aware of the hand that still supported her head. In that moment, Jasmine opened her eyes, faced with the mesmerizing night sky.The pleasure from the passionate touch on her neck made Jasmine bite her lip. The hand that had been around her back slowly descended, tracing her waist before turning her body and laying her back on the sun lounge.Seeing Mr. Hawthorneโs face far above hers, regulating his brea
Mr. Hawthorne was startled by a touch on his back, accompanied by Lillyโs loud voice. The tension in the room immediately escalated as they lay close together in the office. Jasmine quickly buried herself under the blanket, hoping her presence wouldnโt be discovered. Mr. Hawthorne turned his body to see Lilly looking upset. โDaddy, why are you sleeping here? Lillyโs all alone!โ she exclaimed with a disappointed tone. โSorry, Daddy accidentally fell asleep while working last night,โ Mr. Hawthorne said as he slowly stood up. The movement of the blanket, which could reveal her hiding place, prompted Jasmine to quickly shift, hiding behind Mr. Hawthorneโs back, seeking protection from Lillyโs gaze. Mr. Hawthorne noticed this movement but chose to ignore it, understanding that they were in a situation that needed to be hidden from Lilly. Mr. Hawthorneโs eyes were drawn to the clothes scattered on the floor, it seemed Lilly hadnโt yet noticed their situation. However, he couldnโt leave
Mr. Vanderbiltโs cheek was pressed against the table, his head throbbing from the forceful grip. The words that escaped his twisted lips were barely intelligible. He had tried to break free, but his opponentโs strength was undeniable.โI gave you a chance, waited for you to apologize, but you never did?!โ Mr. Hawthorne spat with deep hatred.His grip tightened, showing no concern if Mr. Vanderbiltโs head would indeed merge with the table. โShould I separate your brain from your head so you can see for yourself how disgusting your actions are?โA flash of concern appeared in Theodoreโs eyes as Mr. Hawthorne reached into his jacket. He intervened, โSorry, Mr. Hawthorne, but I believe itโs inappropriate to do this here.โDespite the fiery rage within him, Mr. Hawthorne barely restrained himself from pulling out his firearm. He straightened up, not removing his sharp gaze from his target.Mr. Vanderbilt quickly hugged Mr. Hawthorneโs legs, trying to calm the situation. โI realize youโre n
Turning his back on Tristan, who was being carried by Theodore and the driver, Mr. Hawthorne walked toward the car. The ringing of his phone made him pause momentarily, just as he watched Tristan being placed in the trunk.His hand slipped into the pocket of his suit jacket, pulling out the phone. His expression turned serious and displeased as the name โMr. Harperโ flashed on the screen.He answered the call and said, โYou still have the nerve to contact Jasmine.โโYou ...?! Why is Jasmineโs phone in your hands?โโBecause we were making love, and your call interrupted our moment.โโI donโt believe you.โโYou need to stop contacting her.โโI have no reason to stop reaching out to her. You should be the one to let go of Jasmine before things get more complicated.โMr. Hawthorne sneered. โYour threats donโt affect me.โโYouโll regret this,โ Mr. Harper replied, his voice filled with anger.Realizing that the conversation was futile, Mr. Hawthorne ended the call and immediately blocked Mr
In the quiet room, Jasmine meticulously fixed each strand of her hair. She paused for a moment, allowing her thoughts to drift to the message she had received last night from Prof. Sullivan. Although she didnโt want to meet after the betrayal she had suffered, it was important for her to resolve the matters between them.With determination etched in her heart, Jasmine steeled herself and descended to the lower floor. As she walked through the living room, she saw Mr. Hawthorne and Lilly engrossed in playful banter while the television was on.The memories of the previous night sneaked into Jasmineโs mind, pulling her back to that intimate moment in the living room with Mr. Hawthorne. The sofa bore silent witness to everything they had done.Her reverie was interrupted by Lillyโs scream. โAunty!โ In a panic, she ran toward Jasmine for protection. โDaddyโs turned into a monster!โโMonster?โJasmine tried to understand Lillyโs panic. Before she could react, Mr. Hawthorne suddenly grabbed
Jasmine had received a warning letter via email two days ago, requesting her immediate presence to explain her prolonged absence. However, her plans to respond to the universityโs summons were postponed because Dr. Lawson detained her.โYou know that Kinsley was once married and has a child, so why do you still choose to care for him?โ Dr. Lawson asked.โI donโt want to hide the truth from myself.โDr. Lawson looked at Jasmine with admiration for her courage. โIn that case, do you also know that behind Kinsleyโs success lies a secret business?โJasmine frowned, showing signs of confusion. โI have no idea.โโKinsley hasnโt told you everything yet?โโIs that something I should know?โ Jasmine asked in return.โOf course. The incident in the parking lot earlier is most likely connected to that secret business,โ Dr. Lawson said seriously.Jasmine shook her head, her face full of doubt. โI donโt understand.โDr. Lawson pulled his office chair closer to Jasmine, sitting with the back of the
The memory of the scene from yesterday danced in Jasmineโs mind. Mr. Hawthorneโs concernโwhether she would fall into Mr. Harperโs handsโseemed like a good sign to her. Her hope grew stronger that Mr. Hawthorne might also harbor the same feelings toward her.โAuntie, why are you taking so long? The ice will melt!โ Lilly exclaimed, appearing at the door with a face full of excitement.Jasmine quickly finished her makeup ritual and hurried to catch up with Lilly. They planned to spend the day at Liberty Gardens Zoo, and it was sure to be a very fun day!Lillyโs small steps were followed by Jasmineโs quick ones, as she said, โDonโt worry, the ice will stay frozen even if weโre not in the Arctic. They use special ice!โโSpecial ice?โJasmine held Lillyโs hand tightly, making sure they descended the stairs together. โYes, special ice that stays frozen in our environment.โโLike Lilly is special to Daddy?โJasmine smiled. โExactly. Just like Lilly is so special to Daddy, forever.โThey didnโ
Mr. Hawthorne sat at the edge of the bed, his eyes full of affection as he watched his little daughter, deeply immersed in her dreams. Without disturbing the peace, Jasmine entered the room, blending with the moonlight streaming through the window.โIs Lilly always this excited? She didn't even wake up for dinner and slept soundly the entire way home. She must have been exhausted.โAfter a few moments passed, Mr. Hawthorne finally responded, โShe was more excited than usual this time.โโToday was really enjoyable,โ Jasmine said with a yawn.โIt seems you need some rest as well.โMr. Hawthorne approached Jasmine, who was sitting on the other side of the bed. He gently pushed her shoulders until she was lying down and then covered her with a blanket.โWhat about you? Wonโt you rest with us?โ Jasmine asked as she laid down.โIโll join you after I finish my work.โJasmine didnโt want to miss the chance to say what she had been meaning to, so before drifting off, she said, โThank you for g
Mr. Hawthorne calmly scrolled through Jasmineโs phone, briefly playing one video before swiping to the next. Each passing second made Jasmine increasingly anxious.Their eyes met as Mr. Hawthorne raised an eyebrow, his gaze making Jasmine feel the heat rise to her face. The intense embarrassment made her feel small in front of him.โSo, youโve been into adult video all this time?โJasmine looked at Mr. Hawthorne with clear frustration. โI already told you, it was from Dr. Lawson as part of a therapeutic method. Dr. Lawson said that if I got accustomed to it, my trauma would fade, replaced by desire.โMr. Hawthorne placed the phone on the nightstand and turned to Jasmine. โAm I not enough to make you desire me?โโNot at all. Youโre physically perfect; no woman would be disinterested in being intimate with you. Your touch is always satisfying and thrilling. I just needed to get used to it so that my traumatic memories would completely disappear. But donโt worry, I havenโt watched it any
As Jasmine was engaged in conversation with Mr. Harper, the door suddenly swung open, revealing Mr. Hawthorne standing in the doorway, leaning casually with a stance that seemed almost challenging.โIโll continue packing my things,โ Mr. Harper said, his tone calm but nearly disingenuous.Jasmine quickly stepped toward Mr. Hawthorne and whispered, โI told you Iโd be the one to talk to Mr. Harper. Why did you come anyway?โMr. Hawthorne crossed his arms over his chest. Without lowering his voice, he replied, โI was just curious why my girlfriend was taking so long.โMr. Harper, busy packing, paused momentarily. He forced himself to believe that what he had just heard was merely an illusion.โThereโs nothing to worry about. Jasmine and I were just discussing her studies.โMr. Hawthorne smirked. โIโm sure you were. But I think your conversation is over.โJasmine tried to diffuse the growing tension. โMr. Harper, thank you for everything youโve done for me.โMr. Harper smiled gently, thoug
Jasmine ended the call and sighed as she stared at her phone screen. โI canโt let him come here,โ she muttered to herself. โEveryoneโs talking about working at Kins Enterprises after graduation. If they see the owner here, itโll cause a commotion. That would be troublesome.โShe put her phone away and started down the corridor again. Just as she was nearing Mr. Harperโs office, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. When she saw who it was, she was startledโit was Sabrina.Sabrina was wearing a hoodie and a face mask, her eyebrows furrowed as if she were angry. When Jasmine tried to pull away, Sabrina tightened her grip.Sabrina glared at her, her voice full of menace. โWe need to talk, Jasmine. Now.โโAbout what? Iโm in a hurry.โโDonโt pretend you donโt know. I know youโre involved with Kinsley Hawthorne. Do you think you can use him to get ahead here?โโLet go of me!โSabrina ignored her plea and dragged Jasmine to a secluded corner behind the campus building. There, Sabrina pulled do
Jasmine sat nervously in Dr. Lawsonโs office, recounting her concerns. Dr. Lawson listened attentively, then opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a small object.โThis...?โ Jasmine eyed the object with hesitation.Dr. Lawson nodded confidently. โFrom what youโve described, I believe youโre pregnant.โโPโpregnant? Me?โDr. Lawson smiled. โYes, but you should confirm it with this pregnancy test, though Iโm already one hundred percent sure that my assumption is correct.โJasmine took the test from him, looking at it with a mix of emotions. She had never expected Dr. Lawsonโs conclusion to be pregnancy; she thought she was just sick.Am I really pregnant? She wondered.Amid her anxiety, a thought crossed her mind. She shifted her gaze from the small object in her hand to Dr. Lawson, then asked curiously, โDo all the doctors in this hospital keep pregnancy tests in their desk drawers?โDr. Lawson was momentarily stunned, then grinned. โDo you really want to know the answer?โโThatโs
Behind Mr. Hawthorneโs calm demeanor, there was a fire of desire struggling to be tamed. That fire consumed every bit of rationality he had. Every glance, every touch, was fuel that intensified the flames within him, forcing him to constantly battle against the burning desire.โEarlier, you walked toward me like a newly blossomed flower, tempting me to touch you,โ Mr. Hawthorne said in a hoarse voice, his hand trailing down Jasmineโs back, slowly following the path of her dressโs zipper. โIโve restrained myself throughout my recovery, and now I feel like Iโve reached the limits of my patience.โโBut you just got out of the hospital not long ago. Canโt you hold off a bit longer for the sake of your recovery? Wโwe can do this after youโve fully healed.โJasmineโs eyes darted to the side, feeling the zipper of her dress slowly being pulled down. โDr. Lawson also said you shouldnโt exert yourself too much.โJasmine held onto Mr. Hawthorneโs arm, hoping to quell his rising desire. But her
Soft music flowed from the corner of the room, setting the mood for the indoor wedding reception. Jasmine walked gracefully, her peach-colored silk gown fluttering with every step. Guests whispered among themselves, their eyes glued to her elegant figure.Jasmineโs gaze soon met Mr. Hawthorneโs, who stood outside the room, clearly visible through the large windows. She hesitated for a moment, realizing that his gaze was just as intense as those of the other guests. Her heart pounded faster, though she tried hard to remain composed.Steeling herself, Jasmine stepped outside and approached Mr. Hawthorne.โNatalieโs still getting ready. Lillyโs very keen on staying with her, so I didnโt bring her here.โMr. Hawthorne had already pulled out a cigarette when Jasmine started speaking. He lit it with a nonchalant air, as if Natalieโs and Miltonโs wedding was not something worth his attention.โKinsley,โ Jasmine called out.After a brief moment of contemplation, Mr. Hawthorne shifted his gaze
Mr. Hawthorne lay in bed, surrounded by medical equipment monitoring his every heartbeat and breath. The gunshot wound in his chest still ached, even though he had been unconscious for weeks.A knock on the door interrupted the quiet of the late morning. Theodore entered, followed by two police officers in dark blue uniforms, their faces serious. They approached Mr. Hawthorne, looking at him with investigative eyes.โGood morning, Mr. Hawthorne,โ one of the officers said. โWeโre here to ask you a few brief questions about the incident at Dominic Merrickโs company.โMr. Hawthorne took a deep breath. โOf course. What would you like to know?โโCan you describe the sequence of events at Dominic Merrickโs company, from the beginning until you were injured?โAssisted by Theodore, Mr. Hawthorne began recounting the events. The police officer listened intently, occasionally jotting something down in his small notebook.After about fifteen minutes, the officers realized that Mr. Hawthorne need
Jasmine stood in the cold, brightly lit hospital corridor, her emotions in turmoil. From a distance, she could only watch as Dr. Lawson argued with a nurse stationed at the emergency room door.โI need to be in there! I canโt just stand here.โโIโm sorry, Dr. Lawson, but youโre not in the right emotional state to be part of this operation.โThe nurse arguing with Dr. Lawson suddenly reached into her uniform pocket and pulled something out. From her vantage point, Jasmine couldnโt see clearly what the nurse handed over.Dr. Lawson immediately turned around, his steps full of emotion as he approached Theodore, who was standing not far away. Dr. Lawson shoved the item roughly into Theodoreโs chest. Jasmine only realized what was given when the object slipped from Dr. Lawsonโs graspโa pistol encased in clear plastic.โWhatโs the meaning of this, Theodore?! Kinsley brought his weapon, but why is he so badly injured? Heโs never been hurt this badly before. What if he canโt be saved? You shou
The tension and worry suffocated every corner of the room. Jasmineโs heartbeat quickened as Mr. Merrick pointed a gun directly at her.โMr. Merrick, you canโt do this to my daughter!โ Thomas shouted, a mix of fear and anger boiling in his chest.Mr. Merrick sneered, his aim unwavering. โWhy canโt I? This is my chance. Kinsley Hawthorne will feel my pain if your daughter disappears.โ He tightened his grip on the gun and continued, โYou just need to choose who I should take out firstโyour father or the man you love.โJasmine shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. โPlease, donโt hurt them,โ she pleaded, her voice trembling almost to the point of inaudibility.โThen walk over here. Now!โ Mr. Merrick barked.Jasmine was about to follow Mr. Merrickโs order, but Mr. Hawthorneโs hand, still holding hers, seemed to refuse to let her go.โIโll count to three. If youโre still there, Iโll shoot,โ Mr. Merrick threatened.โWhatever you want, Iโll give it to you,โ Mr. Hawthorne said, his v