Jasmine's POV For seconds, we stare at each other. His expression is impassive and mine is filled with shock. The initial fear I was feeling about him catching me in that art room had retreated. It has been replaced with hope and a tiny bit of assurance that all of this will become history soon.His eyes become dark all of a sudden when I repeat my question and his jaw tightens before he takes his eyes off me to gulp down the whole content of the wine in his glass cup.I won't let this go.I heard right. He said he found her. That must be Andre. Why is he hiding that from me? If he has found her, then I should be the first to know and then I will know when to go back to Chicago.Talking about Chicago, a cold chill runs down my spine when the sudden remembrance of Vicenzo hits me like a massive wind.Vicenzo is still out there. Chicago is no longer safe now that Xavier is involved and he knows we are married. I am not just a woman who rejected him but also the woman of his enemy. H
Xavier's POV My eyes scan over the silky robe she is dressed in, showing a clear picture of her cleavage as she rolls over to one side while I take a drag of my cigarette.I lean backwards in my chair, my eyes not leaving her as I continue to puff out the air and take in another drag just to get my mind occupied with something else other than the guilt I feel each time she is like this.I don't want to think about anything else but the fact that she is Andre and my woman.I don't want to think about her being Jasmine, a weak woman who wants to leave the second Andre is found. I don't even want to think about what would happen to her if she leaves and gets into Vicenzo's trap.That bastard must have injected her with heroin.My business also entails the shipment of drugs and weapons. The moment she lost consciousness, I knew it was a result of the drug from the day before.I didn't expect her to wake up so soon that morning. The first time I gave that to a traitor, he slept for 18 hou
Jasmine's POV My cheeks burn red like a tomato in embarrassment as I scurry out in my silky robe and with my breakfast alongside my new iPhone.I never knew he was inside. I was too engrossed with the new phone and the thought of how I would take advantage of the gift to know that he was in the bathroom.I shouldn't have gone to the bathroom naked. Why didn't I tie a towel around myself? How do I face him now?I find my way to the kitchen. The maids do not notice me until I clear my throat and the head maid, Paulina stares at me for a while before they know."Is everything ok? Do you want us to microwave the food again, ma'am?" she regarded me with a look I can't place. She always gives me that pitiful look but today it is different.I shake my head.I'm damn hungry already. I only came out because I wanted to avoid Xavier. I really do not know how to face him after seeing each other's nakedness.This ought to be normal. We are man and wife after all but it isn't normal. Our marriag
Xavier's POV Like someone who has been awaiting my return, she jumps up from the bed the moment I push the bedroom door open. With my creased brows, I venture fully into the bedroom to see her rubbing her hands over her sleepy eyes.She must have been asleep. I thought as much."Welcome", she murmurs in a sleepy tone before darting her eyes to the wall clock. It is 11 pm."Thanks", I say in a low tone like hers. I wonder why she is welcoming me home. I am thinking she will be fast asleep, probably because she is still trying to avoid me like she did this morning after seeing each other naked or because she can hardly hold back her sleep.When I walk to the closet, she follows behind me, making me more curious about what she really wants.Now, I am more than sure this isn't a coincidence. She wants something.I whirl around suddenly, making her almost bump into me. I raise a questioning brow at her, waiting for her to spill whatever it is she wants.Smiling shyly, she plays with her f
Jasmine's POV With my stomach growling loudly, I flutter my eyes open to the brightness of the room and my awkward sleeping position.My legs are all over the place with my head right on the space where Xavier is supposed to sleep.I rise immediately, wondering where he went and if I was the cause of his sleeplessness. Obviously, he didn't sleep here.Remembering how famished I am, I step down from the bed, typing the robe around my waist and slipping my feet into my flip flop which is on the soft pom pom rug beside the bed.My eyes fly to the tray of food from last night reminding me of how he refused to eat anything last night despite my effort. I stalk towards it and open the food to see it is untouched. It is the way I left it last night.I sigh deeply.I should have known he wouldn't eat. I should have known I won't be able to persuade him. I understand people like this. Their fear of puking overrides the desire to eat.Maybe I should persuade him more, right? Should I beg him?
Jasmine's POV Unshed tears cloud my sight as I race into the mansion, making for the staircase to do the only thing that comes to my head.Vicenzo is here. Xavier is torturing him.Obviously, Xavier is a Mafia just like I predicted. I was right. I should have known but he was hiding that from me.Did Andre know he was a mafia too? Was that why she left him?Vicenzo is covered with blood and bruises. Any man that can turn the dangerous Vicenzo that way is definitely one to be scared shit of.I can't do this.I can't swallow this.I need to go. I can't do this anymore.The pain I feel right now is excruciating. Just like the pain of one who has been shot in the head. Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he tell me he was into the Mafia business just like Vicenzo? Why didn't he tell me he had gotten his hands on Vicenzo? How do I convince him that torturing Vicenzo won't stop him from coming after me?Tired of all the thinking, I burst into the room. I shouldn't bother myself about all of
Andre's POV A sardonic smile lifts up the man's face making him look more handsome in the glorious illumination of the nightclub.It makes me smile too beneath my mask.He has been coming for days now. I have noticed him just like how I got his attention the very first day he got here.He reminds me of him. He reminds me of that monster, Xavier because of his goddamn handsomeness and I am being careful not to fall into a trap again like the last time Xavier almost caught me.I'm been laid back now because I haven't received any call from mother yet. No warning calls.She usually calls whenever she has information about his men being around and what I do is to disappear into thin air.The game of hide and seek so far with Xavier is exhilarating. It makes my head swell so much with pride and makes me enjoy the game all the more. The more frustrated he is, the more happy I become. It makes me feel fulfilled and I am ready to keep up with this for as long as it can lasts.But one thing i
Xavier's POV Her lips are soft and gentle.It was meant to be a quick kiss to shut her up but the moment she opens her mouth wider after coming to terms with the fact that I have my lips on hers, it pushes me over the edge, filling me with desire and the splitting image of her nakedness.She obviously wants me to explore the insides of her mouth as she permits me to thrust my tongue in. So soft like a feather, I continue to brush my lips against her, enjoying the delicate feel of her soft lips. When my hand touches the almost exposed thigh from her silky robe that gives me impossible imagination, I imagine what it would be like to have her in my arms like this every night the same way other men do to their wives.It's been ages.It's been a while since I have been with a woman and I reckon this is the reason for this desire.But it is wrong.Everything about this is wrong.Wanting to keep her shut by giving her a brief kiss which is obviously now more than brief.My lips on hers. An