Chapter 025|But the Jasmine I know, I trust with my life

Chapter 025|But the Jasmine I know, I trust with my life

"Let me be the judge of that," he mumbled as he stared into her eyes. "You are still sore?" He asks.

   She flushed as a result of the private question but shook her head, "It still feels uncomfortable when I walk but not unbearable." He shook his head, still angry at himself.

   "Allow me to make this right, to fuck you the right way. Friday night," He whispered into her ears, sliding a card into her arms that had in it, his passcode that will let her bypass almost all security protocols, "My penthouse in Lekki."

   Then he walks out with quick strides to meet up with having the big breakfast, Jasmine had advised him to have.

   Jasmine smiled at his retreating figure, fingering the card in her hand. She was gaining entry, slowly. First his penthouse. The rest shall come in good time, she assured herself.

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The sound of guns being fired