Forbidden Freedom Jasmin Miller Novels & Stories

smirking, I sat on my throne, “drug her and kidnap her, I will think of what to do with her when you succeed, because you will,” “Yes boss, I will not disappoint you,” he turned and walked out to assemble those leaving for Paris. I smiled relaxing more on my throne and listening to the jazz playing. The Downs will never see this coming, I laughed. ****** LISA POV On the plane I could her Maya and Tiana's moan through the door behind me, I sigh relaxing more on my seat, “Do you regret joining their plane?” Jeremiah asked from next to me, “Why do you ask?” “You seem frustrated,” he said calmly,

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #Chapter__11 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪 🐪 #JASMINE Never in my life, not even for once did I think that my life would change in some certain mysterious way. Here I was in the famous city of Marida as I was now a slave in the palace... Well, not technically a slave like the ones that run around doing hard labour but I was tasked with some easy boring tasks, attending to the Queen's needs. While I wasn't doing that, I stayed in Sadiq's room as his concubine.... The handsome brute had kept his word, as he promised he made sure I wasn't sold off as a slave, instead, He claimed me as his own personal concubine... He wanted to me to believe he did that ju

There was one thing I could say about it: it wasn't me who changed myself, but my experience, the pain and those subconscious demeanours, for my manner depended on someone's treat. My demeanor did not matter in this kind of situation after all. Being snobbish and disrespectful could help me do unlawful things, without considering other's feelings, thought I couldn't believe I'm that inconsiderate, but it should be done for the sake of my freedom. "If that's what you really want to do, I won't contradict it, but make sure you won't fail in killing the woman." Cain pressed my shoulder while trying to stand up, as if he was having an artritis.

but, how could she leave her granny alone. the doctors confident in their expertise, told her that she could not be better. and she just wants to have her last days with her. It would kill her not to be present in her last days on earth. Secondly, how sure are they that Nat would not be aggressive towards her? or sense that she isn't her dead girlfriend. Also, she can't have sex with someone just because she needs money. There is something about her boss Adam Stark, that gives her shivers good or bad she can't place a hold on it.

She did not answer, quiet looking at my face but her eyes were watery. "I don't want this to happen again, Jasmin, not even with other men. Never let other men touch any part of you, do you get it? There would be consequences of that." I warned her, although I don't want to do that, I need to scare her a little to make her obedient to me. "What would you do?!" she felt annoyed, "I'm not allowed and you are allowed?" "I'll make them suffer. I'll make Glen Morris suffer if he won't stop," I blurted with heartache for her stubbornness.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of my pessimism. I looked up to the sky begging God to hear my humble prayer. I hadn't prayed in a very long time and I wondered if that was my punishment. I silently asked for a chance to get out Chris's clutches. They said God loved us despite our darkest sins. I let my troubled mind dwell on God's love instead of the dark hearted 'killer' behind me. “Thought you'd get rid of me that easy, huh?” He teased, tightening his hold of me. “I'm going to show you what happens to young girls who think they can run away from me.”

She sighed in relief after realizing that Frederick wasn’t abusing his power for personal gains. The only way Frederick could win the bet was to make Nella lower her price and sell at a loss. However, if he did this, he wouldn’t be able to keep it from Jasmine. She was the deputy general manager, after all. To make sure nothing went wrong, Jasmine personally went to the livestreaming department. Millie still didn’t have any makeup on. After dressing like a court lady, she carried an air of royalty. She almost seemed like an angel who could fulfill all the fantasies of men.

“You left, and then you came back as nothing happened. You never mentioned anything about your life or what happened in the past five years.” “Because I wanted you!” Liam said in frustration. “But I didn’t want to take away your freedom. When I saw you five years ago, I wanted to take you away. I wanted to be selfish, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” “You have no right.” Jazmine jabbed his chest. “You have no right to decide what you want to do when it comes to my freedom. That is my right, and I get to choose what I want to do with it.”

Hope of freedom glimmering in her eyes. I knew I was too dark for her. We didn't fit; she was too sweet and angelic and I… I was shadows, gray, maybe even a devil. I knew she would hate me for what I was about to say, but I didn't care. I said it anyway. “Let me fck you, Mila. Let me have you tonight, and I’ll set you free.”

The slave of her love. Nina stared at his dusky eyes which were waiting for her consent and she gave it to him with no second thoughts by pressing her lips against his. She embraced him tightly and surrendered her everything to him because she had started considering him as the sole possessor of her being and one could never keep a possession away from its possessor but the irony was that they both were trapped in that forbidden web of love where no one needed to win over each other because they both had already lost their everything to each other in every possible way. It was that forbidden web of love where losing made you the winner and winning made you lose everything.