JASMIN£“And this is to, many more wins, more nominations and awards, more smooth collaborations and finally, more good music to be made, cheers everyone! ” Leon announced over the loud music as he held up his wine in toast elliciting a cheer of approval from all of us around this table.The clinking of glasses against the other followed, before we all took our generous sips.Everyone was present, loads of wines were being popped and there was just so much fun going on tonight. We were celebrating our big win at my newly acquired club and the serenity of this Vip section created the perfect backdrop for our merriment…..Looking around at all the happy faces present, I was so proud of how much we'd achieved and I made sure to state that in my celebratory speech, when it was my turn to speak after Leon.“More wine…” Chloe hooted out excitedly afterwards causing us to giggle in our half drunken state. The men on the team engaged in conversations, a few were at the main club having fun…..
Seven years Earlier.Brentwood HighToday is going to be a great day. I'm so excited.My boyfriend is finally going to ask me to prom.I ran my hair brush through my brown luscious curls, his favourite feature of mine and they bounced back down to my shoulders. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and my surreal Arabic eyes stared back at me. He also loved my eyes, said they looked out of this world. He loved my smile, he loved me, oh there was just so many reasons why he was obsessed with me.My seventeen year old self was lovesick with my gorgeous boyfriend.Everyone said I was a jaw-dropping beautiful girl, the prettiest girl in class.All I knew was that I was a straight A's student with perfect character and a clean record. Overly obsessed with my boyfriend.Him, my boyfriend was the most popular guy at school. The most handsome guy at class.He was the school's golden kid. Not European, like the rest of us. He was American, and was rumored to be he son of a famous billionair
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Jasmin£“I heard the Lintons are going to be there” Chloe announced excitedly.I shifted my stare from my phone and glanced at her through the vanity mirror. She had one leg over the other as she sat on my bed, pouring out champagne into a flute glass all the while watching me too, through the mirror.She was done getting glammed up, So all she had been doing was trying to engage me in small talk while I was having my own makeover. I saw her wiggle her brows at me trying to make me relate with her excitement.I just casually shook my head, and fixated my eyes on my phone again.“Come on Jas, aren't you excited to meet them? I know I am….it's not everyday a hotshot billionaire sponsors an event and actually shows up. And that's not all….The one and only Ace Linton will be personally handing you your award tonight. That's mind boggling!” She continued with much enthusiasm.“I'm excited, but he's just a man Chloe, no big deal” I shrugged under the mild pressure of the brushes in my face.
Jasmin£Sometimes all it takes is one single realization to make the entire evening come crashing down.All it took was for me to see a resemblance of my ex in this man standing before me to make my heart go haywire instantly.As we stood gazing into each other's eyes, me focusing into his honey eyes and his staring into my contact blue ones with a slight frown.Recognition hit me in full force.“You..” the word left me before I could comprehend.“Ace.” I heard a rigid manly voice behind me.There was a silent tension between us with the voice interruption as I watched him wide-eyed and terrified.With an arched brow, his eyes followed the shards of glass on the floor and all he did was take a sip of his wine with an unbothered stance.“It's about time you got here young man.” I heard the unmistakable commanding voice of Chief Linton as I felt him approach us.My body jolted back from the stare.I shifted my gaze and took in Mr. Linton stopping , by our sides.He recognized me standin
Ace Business and responsibilities. That was all my life had revolved around ever since I took over the family business. It was a huge task for someone who just turned twenty four, two years ago but now at twenty -five, heading to twenty- six, I was finally getting the hang of it. Tonight, I was expected to be at this dumb awards show and even with everything on my watch I still had to make time to attend, I always did, especially when my father was involved. The man was a moving charity machine and he expected me to follow suit. Sponsoring a show doesn't demand your presence but Mr. Chanel Linton wasn't buying that. I was the most influential man in New York, ranking the second in the world's top Billionaires. It was my father, ranking second before I kicked him out of the spot and took his place. I had made sure to surpass my father in every way possible including business management skills, strategies and net worth. People, both young and old regarded me with high respect.
Jasmin£ “You never loved me.” “I hate you” “Loose girl.” He regarded me with disgust. I turned and tossed but the voices wouldn't stop. He glared at me.....he hated me....I clutched his arms again and again but he pushed me away. He thought I had betrayed him. He believed the scandal. His words rang out again in my senses. "Two faced two - timer and lying cheating whore....unworthy of love..." "Nooooooo" It came out a harsh whisper as I jerked up, startling myself out of my nightmare. "Nooo" I muttered again to myself as I realized all of it had been a dream. My hand flew to my chest where I clutched with desperation as my heart hurt badly. In the dark room, my nightmare seemed to be looming over me once again, sucking me once again into torture and pain from the past and the realization made me crack out a sob. After what felt like a long moment, I cast my eyes to the cei
Ace “What do you think of Jasmine?” I frowned, at being completely taken off guard and glanced at him. He was relaxed into a plush couch at a corner in my grand office as I sat at my high backed swivel chair, with legs, crossed atop my desk, a half smoked bodied cigar settled between my fingers with half drank whiskey, floating in their tumblers, before each of us. It was one of those days, where pops had decided to drop by my office and talk some business. He was still a major shareholder in the business hence he still held a say in the business but any talk of Jasmine was definitely unseen. The ticking of the Grand father clock sliced through the silence as I took a long drag of my cigar and puffed it out. “what do you mean?” I flicked a bored gaze his way. He pulled off his hat and leaned forward in his seat, with a serious look etched across his face, “I suggest her for the modelling of our next neck piece.” I said no word in reply as I rolled the fat cigar between my fing