My messiest chapter yet. It took me two days to write it, yet I don't think I'm impressed with it. I might edit later. Anyways, happy reading🥴
JASMIN£ It wasn't a dream. I desperately glanced around again, with a dreary feeling in my stomach. The crowd was real, the constant shutters of cameras were real, the hushed murmurings of everyone gathered around and the very scene unfolding before me, all of it was real. Tears threatened to spill as I gasped once more at the realization. I have to get out of here … That's the only thing I can think of as I took backward steps just as mum turned to beckon for me to come closer for a hug. My eyes fell on where she and Veronica’s hands were entangled, and it tugged at my heart again. No…my head shook on its own. I can't be here. I can't embrace this. Abruptly,I backed away, refusing to accept this. My body was moving on its own taking me away from this scene. A random stranger shoved his camera in my face, “Jasmine, how do you feel about finding out about this?” “Get out of my way..” I pushed them aside, as I stumbled towards my car, ignoring the way my mum was calling me b
JASMIN£ Finally, I was meeting with Robin after weeks of being his online Ally, but I couldn't risk revealing my identity to him. Hence, I remained seated in the car even as I watched him descend the truck and scan the place with skeptical eyes. His phone was glued to his ears, as he placed a call directly to me. “Hello….” his hoarse voice came through the burner phone in my hand. His eyes cautiously scanned the strange environment we were in, probably searching for me. His greed led him to become a Judas to his very own master. A pawn in my game and I plan to use him in the best way I could. “Can you hear me?” I asked, my eyes remained on him, watching his every move. “Yes..” he glanced around. “You told me to be here. I can't see you.” “I can see you. You are spotting a French suit….?” I described any recognizable feature I could spot on him from my distance, including his suspicion filled expression. “Am I wrong?” I smirked at the way his eyes widened in shock. “Did you
ACE 69 missed calls from Father. 12 from Armani. Over 100 fucking missed calls in total. With the weight of a failed project looming over my head, I was speeding down the highway to get to the office. I was furious, so damn mad….. This was not how I expected my morning to start out after two days of the launch. I woke up to the most nighmarish news I'd ever gotten in my entire life. A news that sent a dagger straight to my heart. The Layde neckpiece turned out to be a big flop. With rumors of it containing lead poisoning. I gritted my teeth as my hold tightened on the fucking unbelievable article in my hold. My feral gaze skimmed through it once again. Our sales had dropped. The purchasers were injured… There was a ton of bad reviews flying in from every direction. Tension was gnawing at every inch of my skin in every increasing moment.. Confusion was eating me from within… How? When? A cold wave of anger coursed through my veins. I turned down the next incoming cal
JASMIN£ I envisioned the plot would cause a disaster, I just didn't know it would turn out this disastrous. The news I’d been seeing since morning were giving me goosebumps, yet Chloe seemed ecstatic by all of it. Her hands were on my shoulder, tugging excitedly, “Girl, you completely finished him! I cant believe it, the scores are finally even…” I forced a smile, my insides the absolute opposite. She snapped her fingers, with a huge smile, “this calls for a big celebration…” She disappeared into the kitchen to grab “the celebration” and suddenly I couldn't help the gut feeling in my stomach as I refocused on the news. “As of two hours ago, the economical analysts have informed us that Ace Jewellers have dropped from ten to eleven, A disappointing drop considering they used to be firm at the first position.” “Reporters say with the way their sales are depreciating and the amount of losses they are accumulating, it's very possible it could lead to a massive downgrade for them…”
JASMIN£ When I thought of how my day would end, I definitely didn't imagine myself being on an impromptu ride with my ex and his father, to wherever they were taking me, especially with my phone buzzing with constant calls from Chloe. God, we had a lot of things to talk about, and definitely not over the phone. I don't know when I'll get back, but I made a mental note to call her as soon as I get a chance alone. I remained silent as they conversed in business language, except anxiety set in as their conversations trailed towards the police investigation and my palms felt quite clammy. I couldn't help but wonder how they'd react if they were to find out, I was the one behind everything. Ace would probably hate me more, for sure… Soon only the streetlight occasionally illuminated the dark car, as we were finally riding in silence. Their conversation had ended, probably. I glanced back, to see Chief had his head leaned back, probably taking a quick nap. It had been a tiresome day,
JASMIN£ “Atleast put on a shirt.” I quipped, quite annoyed at how confident he was. He was laying on his back, and shifted his stare from his phone, with a cocky smile, at my remark, “Why? Is the sight disturbing baby? I promise it's nothing you haven't seen before, except now, it's actually bigger…” he teased, making me roll my eyes. I sighed as my eyes involuntarily roamed this room we were in once again. A modern bedroom setup with white furnishings, and cool ambience. There was a balcony that added the upscale touch to the room. Suddenly, I frowned, realizing there was only one very comfortable looking bed, and a double couch, that didn't look comfortable. But Ace was already on the bed…. I stalked to the foot of the bed, my hands rested on my waist, as I spoke determinedly. “I'm taking the bed. You'll sleep on the couch” I declared. He tsked, “Too bad, I called dibs first” “Theres no such thing as dibs. I'm the guest I should take the bed…” He heaved a tired sigh, bef
JASMIN£I didn't say a word, I had nothing to say and I didn't want to hear his explanation either…“There’s someone at the door…” I just spoke in an icy tone, avoiding his eyes.He just released a sigh, before going to open the door.I held my breath, even as he walked past me to the door. Palms feeling clammy, heart still pounding….God, I just kissed Ace!He pulled open the door and his angry voice rang out in the entire room.“What are you doing here?” he addressed the person at the other end of the door.Making me turn to the door as well.I was stunned as I took in our night guest…There, standing outside the open door was someone I least expected to see, in this place, in this hour…“Armani.. “ I gasped.He exchanged a heated glare with Ace, who seemed quite shocked and irritated, before his eyes cut to me for a mini second.“Someone told me you have something of mine…” he hissed at Ace.“What are you doing here?” I walked closer to them.“And what might that be?” Ace piqued i
ACEWhen I imagined how my ex would reenter my life, I expected she’d walk up to me, and give me a hot slap across the cheek, hurl insults at me, and hate me for everything I did to her.But Jasmine …She didn't do that…Yet a part of me expected her to do so.I don't know why I'm so sure she’s Layde, even when she has constantly denied it…Maybe it's the little hints I've been getting, the way her body reacts to my touch or the way the kiss we shared tonight felt so right….The kiss was still messing with my mind, I didn't even get to have enough of her….I really wanted to kiss her again, until Armani the loser showed up on my doorstep…I sighed…She had been in the bathroom for over an hour now.Was it the call? Did it scare her away?It was a little stunt I'd planned with Tyler, hoping to get a much needed reaction from her….She had a weird reaction, nothing too intense…Not what I was expecting….But it seemed she was bent on not hinting me, her true identity…..I breathed out a