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Chapter Eleven

Gabriel's POV

"It was past eight o'clock," I muttered to myself as I stepped out of my office and realized Jasmine was still around.

"Fuck," I whispered under my breath as I took in her beauty. I was tempted to run my hand through her hair, but I composed myself and resisted the urge. I went back inside my office.

"My assistant entered, 'Sir, the lady from the bank is still here.”

I sighed heavily, "Alright, send her in," I instructed my assistant, taking a moment to straighten up my dress shirt, trying to appear composed.

As Jasmine stepped into my office, I noticed her disoriented state and her unsteady movements. It was evident that she was tired and worn out, and I couldn't shake the guilt of knowing I had contributed to her distress.

My throat tightened as I watched her, realizing the extent of the pain I had caused. Despite everything, she remained loyal, and I felt a pang of regret for what I had done.

Then she slumped right onto my lap, panic shooting through me as I shouted a
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