Jasmin felt lost, trying to figure out where exactly Lisa and her friends were when she heard. “Over here.”
Lisa invited her to an all-girls day out last week at the dinner and though Cainan didn’t want her coming, she didn’t know if they were going to be a thing anymore. Since she came out to him with the truth about her pregnancy a week ago, he hadn’t called or even texted and she was sure that when he would finally call, it would be to end their agreement and he would have every right to do so.
Their relationship existed on an agreement, yet she felt the sting of his absence and every day she wanted to reach out to him but she did not know what to say.
She couldn’t apologise for being pregnant, but she could apologise for keeping it away for so long she wouldn’t be able to apologise if Cainan was going to cut her off completely.
She could barely keep up at work and put on a brave face, anything and everythin
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To celebrate 100 votes on #TCCWTT, here is a new chapter. I hope you enjoy it, don’t forget to vote and leave a comment!! 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊 She slowly opened the door and entered her apartment, only to be consumed by the sweet smell of potato chips, tomato and egg sauce. This caused her mouth to water and her stomach to growl in response. She remembered on one date with Cainan weeks ago; she had ordered this when she saw him eating it and it looked pleasing to the eyes. When she got served and finally tasted it; she wondered where it had been all her life. The aroma, the taste and feel... Some things were always going to be better than sex. She didn’t need to taste to know the meal was going to be heavenly, and she couldn’t wait. Then she remembered who was doing the cooking. Cainan and her heart slammed against her chest at the thought of him being in her house. She didn’t remember giving him a key, and she didn’t even know she shared one w
“Don’t miss your break time,” Andrew told Jasmin as her alarm went off. She smiled at him, grabbed her phone from him before heading out to get lunch. Her relationship with Anita went on a rocky path. It became that way last week after she came out to her with the news of her pregnancy and told her it belonged to Cainan when she asked. They still spoke to her from time to time, but she knew something changed and feared it would never be the way it used to be. Being talk buddies with Andrew was fun, but Anita was better, and Jasmin wished that someday they could all work out some sort of friendship amongst themselves. Anita didn’t share any bad blood with Andrew, and if she didn’t act withdrawn with her, they would have been a perfect trio without difficulty. As Jasmin ate, Anita walked over to her table. She dropped her lunch tray beside hers and sat quietly as they ate. When she finished, she spoke, “There is an event tomorrow
After work closed, Jasmin returned home to shower and get ready for the party. Cainan has completely forbidden it last night when she informed him about it, but since he was her boyfriend and not her father or God, she did otherwise. She would not give him the satisfaction of smirking while having his way with her. She was sad about his refusal to let her do the job; she was going to turn it down even though that meant breaking her words, but after he smugly stated how he wanted a woman, he could have fun with even if that meant pushing her to her knees, she wanted nothing more than to give him the middle finger and that was exactly what she was going to do. The party kicked off at eight p.m., just like most normally do, and Jasmin joined the rest servers to serve and attend to the tables of the guest. This was a religious event from her observation of its activities, act and guest. She didn’t really care which event it was; she was getting pai
At the sight of him, her mind ran with different thoughts, already knowing that the night would not end well. People should at least get to finish the course of their disobedience before being punished, because getting caught sucks. She thought. He was in a white long sleeve tucked into the black trousers with three of its buttons undone from what she could see from the distance and even though he was angry; he looked good. He also looked like trouble and she became terrified of him and what he was thinking about doing and the last thing she wanted was a commotion at this event. Anita and George would never forgive her, and she wouldn't forgive herself, either. She didn't know which was the right thing to do, go up to him and ask him what he was doing at the event or ignore him and pretend as though she didn't see him and hopefully he would go away. She real
Jasmin sat on the bench in the park close to the restaurant where she works, having lunch and though she noticed a few people stare too long at her, probably realising who she was, yet none dared to bring out their phone and take pictures of her. It made her feel happy and safe, but also anxious. Cainan's ability to infuse fear in people’s hearts, which compelled them to behave even in his absence, was still something she couldn’t comprehend. He was that powerful, and yet she had overstepped her boundaries a few days ago with him. Though he was furious at her; he didn’t instil any fear-God in her. He said he was going to punish her for what she did, but five days later and still nothing. She didn’t rejoice or think he reconsidered; he was unpredictable, and that was what terrified her about him. He could smile one minute and then holding a murderous look the next and she wasn’t innocent in this. She triggered a lot of his outburst,
Crazy to think she would come in here looking for Cainan and she will easily find him. He was a busy businessman and had many people under him. “Listen,” she glanced down and saw a name tag of Sadiq Othman on his desk, “Sadiq, if your boss finds out you kept me waiting, he would definitely fire you, so I advise you to get off your seat and come show me to his office.” Her voice didn’t possess the authority it needed to make a conviction because the man just stared at her like she just did the Gangnam style move before him. “Okay, you need to leave now or I’ll call security,” he said, getting up to his feet and beckoning to two security guards at the door and they walked up towards her. “Ma’am, we are going to need you to leave, please.” The guard named Amobi Doe spoke softly, pointing to the door. She couldn’t believe they didn’t recognise her either. “Well, I am not leaving here till I speak to your boss!” She shook her
As soon as the door closed, Cainan spoke, his tone rigid and unfriendly. “What are you doing here?” He finally asked, walking over to his desk adding, “I don’t remember calling you over so you shouldn’t even be here.” Jasmin stared at him, remembering exactly why she was here and what it was he had done to her, and her cheeks heat. “You didn’t have to call me over, your actions called over.” His brow rose. “What actions?” She hissed and rolled her eyes. She couldn’t bite around the bush, she didn’t have the time to. So she cut straight to the reason she was here. “Please spare me the long games, Mr Inferno. You told me days ago that you were going to get back at me for going against your words and doing exactly what I had in mind. And you said when rules get broken, there are punishments and this is it. You’re punishing me for not doing what you told me five days ago.” “What are you talking about, lady?” “I’m talking abo
“Mr Inferno said he will come over tonight and so, wear this by then.” Felix, Cainan’s driver, said as he handed over the shopping bag to Jasmin, who silently collected it from his hand, looking as confused as ever. Jasmin glanced through it and saw a silk red gown and three-inch silver heel, “Where am I going to?” she asked with her brow rising as she stared at the tall, dark man in his mid-forties standing at her door. “He said to not tell you if I still hope to keep my job, I am sorry, ma’am,” he replied. “This time I let you off, but if you come next time with a package from Cainan with that speech, I’ll not accept it.” “That’s understood, Ms Whyte.” Felix nodded and took his leave. Jasmin closed the door and took the package into the bedroom to further reveal it and as she did, she saw the long red elegant gown and it took a lot of effort for Jasmin to not let her mouth drop in beholding it.