Mrs. Laura* I know how stubborn Jason would be as regards choosing a wife for himself, was I wrong to have come up with such a strategy? I guess not. My only fear would be Jasmine not accepting to marry my son but every lady would want to be with my son. His only flaw was his bad temper. "I'm afraid to be married to that lady, mom." He said feeling worried. "Don't be scared, she told me she's got a father and a stepmother, we could bargain a price with them after saying our intention. I'm certain that she will be excited about this, let's do this ASAP son." "I think it's a good idea mom." "Sure it is." I nodded. "I could just buy her off, pay her parents a handsome amount of money they won't refuse me. And by tomorrow, we are married, afterwards, I go ahead to secure the agency." As soon as my son was done talking, I hugged him and patted him on his back. "You are smart, that's just what you will do." "It will be a marriage bounded by a contract mom." "What? But why?" "I h
Jasmine* "Why didn't you tell me that his son is a billionaire, the one I spilled my drink on at the park?" I asked again for the third time and Lilian remained quiet. "I nearly lost the job." I didn't finish talking when Lilian jumped on me and pressed me to her body. "So, do you mean, you got the job?" "Hell yes! I got the job!" She wrapped her arms around me again. "I feared for you, I thought you were disqualified by him for the mess. See, Jasmine, if I'd told you about him, you would have lost the job because you wouldn't want to give it a try." "He is a handsome guy, Lillian, for me, he is too young to be a billionaire," I said suddenly, I even wondered about how and why I had said that. "Oh.. leave that aside, the important thing right now is that you got the job." She took me by my wrist. "At least, you can now fend for yourself with your own money. So when will you start working?" "According to her, she will be coming to our house by evening for me, she advised that
Jasmine*Mrs. Smith walked in grudgingly, laid hold of my bags, and walked away with them, cursing under her breath. "This will be hell for me!" I cried. "If you will be going through hell with him, keep going!" She hurled leaving with my bags."I don't even know who I am being married off to," I said to Lilian who was completely flummoxed. She simply stared in silence. I rushed into my father's room, but he was not in. I rushed into the living room and met him walking in with his cane to converse with a man I assumed would be Mr. Jason. "Dad, what is going on?" "Congratulations my dear, your husband is right here." He pointed at Mr. Jason who was seated opposite him. "And over there is Barr Arthur." He pointed to the flower vase, close to where a balding man who smiled sheepishly was seated, and I knew who he meant. They were all excited but I wasn't. What was the surprise for? Why would my dad consent to such? Did my stepmom bewitch him? Or could the money have gotten to his h
Jason*I had a dream on the first day of this week and by the weekend it came true. Sadly, it would be lasting for just four months. "What is it?" I asked Stanley who was waiting at the door. "Oscar told me that you need to speak with me, sir." "Oh! Yeah, I will be visiting the man who was here the other day to mock me for being unmarried, keep the car on the driveway." "Yes sir! Which of the cars?" "The red Lambo." "Alright." One of the maids walked in with Lisa, they looked tired. "Mrs. Jasmine has refused to eat." One of my maids reported she seemed tired. So, it looked as though I was dreaming again, and had to ask, "Excuse me?" "Mrs. Jasmine hasn't been eating her meal," Lisa said coldly coming forward to where I was seated. "She didn't eat this morning too." The other maid added. "I'll go and see her," I told them and they still stood watching me. "You may go." I stood up from the sofa where I was seated and walked through the corridor heading to a room I had chosen f
Jasmine* "What?" He asked baffled by my surprise. "You are taking me shopping and will let me choose a dress for myself?" "Of course, dresses, shoes, name them. All womanly needs I said." "I will be grateful." I wasn't done talking when I turned around and started moving away. Suddenly, I paused by my door and looked back, Jason was still watching. Was I acting weird? Was I over-excited? Did my reaction baffle him that much? "Is there a problem?" I asked raising my voice so he could hear me but he shook his head and walked away. That does not matter. Did he mean what he said? Wow, so I would be wearing cute dresses from now on? Should I bundle these old misfortunes and burn them in the furnace? No, I must be patient until when I have seen the new clothes. I stepped into my room and took off my dress and then I saw there was a blood stain on my dress. My period! I exclaimed in surprise. I hadn't remembered to check the calendar. I got into some other dress, taking the l
Jason*"What kept you for so long dear wife?" I asked her but she snubbed me. "I asked a question." "It's not relevant." She said as she hopped into my car making sure to leave a noticeable space between us so that, even if I stretched my hand toward her, it would stop in the mid-air. This woman may make my guards and maids begin to look down on me with this character of hers what should I do? Was there anything I should correct about myself? Stanley turned on the ignition and we started for The Roses; The Ladies Care Station.Oscar was seated in the passenger's seat. It was the same place I took Nicole before she turned evil and tried to wreck my business. If Nicole could do what she did in spite of the love we shared, how about Jasmine who seem to detest me? I hope this was not a stupid plan after all. I used to have a heart of gold, yes, I used to be in love in the past. I stopped just after I Iearnt Nicole's lesson. "Traffic! Traffic! Fuck!" Stanley gritted on the steering
Jasmine* Jason was truly a billionaire. The class of people trooping in through the entrance was clear evidence, a place for the wealthy. Looking at the price tag of the goods sold here, everything was at a high cost! The lady led me into a massage room. I was expecting to see others as well but they were none. "Hello, ma'am. How about other people?" "I'm sorry I should have told you that your husband bought this particular section of the spa some years ago, our job is to maintain it." She said picking up a towel, spreading it out on a bed, and walking toward me. "What kind of oil will you love Mrs. Jasmine?" "Fenugreek oil, do you have it?" "Of course we do. Please take off your clothes." I was about to say, 'I'm on my period' Then I smiled at her. "I'm using a sanitary towel now." "Yes, that's okay, take off your clothes and not your pantie." She said coming behind to pull down my zipper. She successfully stripped me and I was a little bit shy. "Will my husband come in
Jason*In no time my wife showed up before me with the gown I had chosen for her. Gosh! She was stunning! "Turn around a little." She did, turning her wonderful butts to me. It was not like the usual butt I see every day, not saggy or droopy, it stayed at the top, puffy and it was causing my dick to stand erect. She didn't wait for my command to turn around, she did and I quickly place my hand on my zipper area. Smiling, she tugged her hair behind her ears. "You are quiet, you haven't said anything about my dress." "Oh!" I exclaimed regaining consciousness. "Uhmm.." Stuttering as I pressed on my trousers fuck! The whole place was well-illuminated. I wish I was home with Oliver. "Hello," She called out noticing my craziness. "How do I look, or do I change into another?" "Hell no! You are as hot as a barbecue grill." She popped out her eyes in shock! "I beg your pardon?" She queried. "I mean, you look good," I responded trying to be serious. She walked in to change back into a