Desired by my Ex-fiance's Uncle

A soft smile graced Jasmine’s lips as she stepped out of the elevator leading to her fiancé, Jason’s office.

She carefully held onto the rectangular paper box that housed his favorite chocolate cake, the one she had stayed up all night baking.

Today was his birthday and she planned to surprise him.

“I can’t wait to see the look on his face,” her smile widened and her heart fluttered with excitement as she reached the mahogany door of his office.

She raised her hand to knock, only to freeze when a familiar voice echoed in her ears.

“Jacey, dump that plain Jane already. I’m tired of sneaking around.”

The excitement in Jasmine’s heart was instantly replaced with unease, and her fingers clutched the box tighter as her palms grew sweaty.

It couldn’t be, could it…?

Driven by curiosity, she pushed the door open, barging in.

The cake box slipped from her hands and the cake splattered onto the ground, but she barely noticed it.

Her eyes were too busy taking in the scene before her.

Jason was being straddled by her foster sister, Charlotte, who had nothing but lingerie on. His hands fondled her ass while they were deeply engaged in a passionate kiss.

Jasmine furiously rubbed her eyes to be sure she wasn’t imagining things.

And the moment it became clear that it was completely real, she screamed. “What the hell?!”

Her voice startled them and they instantly pulled away from each other.

Jason pushed Charlotte off him and fumbled to button his shirt while wiping the lipstick that had smeared on his lips.

Charlotte, however, was completely unfazed as she, without bothering to cover up, sat down on the sofa across from Jason’s desk and majestically crossed her legs.

At first Jason’s eyes widened at the sight of Jasmine, but then they narrowed into a hardened gaze.

“Jasmine, how dare you barge into my office without knocking?”

His defensive tone made Jasmine do a double take.

“What?” Her face scrunched up in disbelief. “Is that all you can say after I caught you cheating on me—with my sister?!”

“Caught us cheating? Oh please,” Charlotte interjected with a scoff and an eye roll. “We barely did anything before you rudely interrupted.”

Her demeanor changed to a sultry one as she got up from the sofa and sashayed back to Jason.

Then slowly, she trailed a manicured finger down his chest.

“Now, my poor Jacey is stuck with this boner for the rest of the day,” she pouted as she brushed her palm against the obvious tent in his pants.

“Shit, Char,” Jason groaned and bit his lips as he jerked against her touch. “you’re killing me.”

Fury spiked in Jasmine’s veins at their blatant disregard for her presence.

Without thinking, she crouched down and grabbed a handful of cake from the floor. Then with lightning speed, she hurled it at them.

The cake hit them both in the face, jolting them out of their lewd display.

“How can you both still shamelessly flirt right in front of me?!” Jasmine’s voice was heavy with disgust and frustration.

The lust on Jason’s face faltered as he wiped the cake from his face.

He slid a bit to his mouth with his thumb, and when the sweet flavor hit his tongue, he realized it was his favorite.

Jasmine had baked it for him…like she always did.

His eyes flashed with guilt as he glanced at the remnants of the cake on the floor.

But just as quickly as the guilt came, it vanished, and was replaced with irritation as he glanced up at her.

“This…” he pointed to the cake on the floor with distaste.

“This is why I seek satisfaction elsewhere. It’s just always the same, dull pattern with you. No excitement or thrill whatsoever. It’s fucking suffocating!”

Jasmine’s mouth fell open in shock, but he wasn’t done talking.

“A plain, boring cake is all you get me for my birthday every year, but Charlotte,” he slid an arm around Charlotte’s waist and pulled her closer.

“She surprises me with sexy lingeries and mind blowing office sex. That’s how you keep a man satisfied!”

Jasmine stumbled back as Jason’s unremorseful words pierced through her like a dagger to the heart, and she had to place a hand on the wall to keep herself from falling.

“I…I gave you five years of my life, Jason,” she whispered, her voice cracking despite her attempt to fight back a sob.”

“If I wasn’t enough, why didn’t you just end our relationship? Why lead me on, only to betray me like this?”

Jason opened his mouth to respond, but Charlotte beat him to it as she pulled away from his grip.

“Enough with the act, you pathetic bitch,” She snapped, wiping the cake that had smeared on her face as she marched up to Jasmine.

She stomped on the ruined cake box before jabbing a finger at her chest.

“Don’t pretend you were doing Jason a favour by being with him. We all know you were just clinging to him so you wouldn’t be alone when my parents finally kick you to the curb!

“That’s not true, Charlotte and you know it!” Jasmine shot back, blinking back the hot tears that gathered in her eyes. “My love for Jason was always genuine!”

Charlotte smirked, her eyes glinting with pure satisfaction at Jasmine’s despair.

“Even if that were true,” she smugly crossed her arms. “It still wasn’t enough to keep him. You’re just too unlovable. No wonder your birth parents dumped you in an orphanage.”

“Charlotte!” Jasmine raised her hand to slap Charlotte, but Charlotte caught her wrist mid-air.

“Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on me,” she sneered as she shoved Jasmine’s hand away. “The truth is a bitter pill to swallow, but it still remains the truth.”

Jasmine tightened her fists so hard, her nails dug into her palm as she tried to control the anger simmering inside her.

“I always considered you my sister, Charlotte,” she shook her head in bitter realization. “But it’s clear you never saw me the same way.”

Before Charlotte had a chance to retort, Jasmine walked past her and moved to stand across from Jason, who had been silently watching their encounter.

She reached for the middle finger of her left hand, and shakily slid the engagement ring off it.

“Since I was never enough for you, there’s no point in us being together.”

Her voice was laced with pain as she threw the ring at him.

“This relationship is over!”

Jason’s expression was unreadable as the ring bounced off his chest and fell to the floor.

Jasmine spun around to face Charlotte again. “This is what you wanted, right?” She forced out a smile. “Congratulations. He’s all yours now.”

Without another word, she wiped her tears and headed towards the door.

Just as she reached for the handle, Jason’s voice stopped her.

“Don’t act rashly, Jasmine,” he warned. “You know you’re nothing without me. Will you really be able to survive this breakup?”

Jasmine stiffened, while Charlotte’s expression flashed with irritation and jealousy as she picked up the hint of worry in Jason’s voice.

“Jacey,” she whined as she walked over to him and tugged at his arm.

“Why are you still bothering about her? She clearly doesn’t deserve you. Just forget about her and focus on us now!”

Charlotte’s words stung Jasmine, but she didn’t glance back, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing her break.

After a sharp exhale, she finally spoke. “I wish you both a very happy life. But remember, Karma always takes her pound of flesh.”

With that, she opened the door, and stormed out, slamming it behind her so hard the walls shook.

Jason’s fists clenched as he stared hard at the door after she left. “You’ll regret this, Jasmine,” he muttered under his breath. “Mark my words.”