Novel & Cerita Jasmine And Jafar Fanfic

Then he suggested, as a sly smile spread on his lips, '' We could go inside and you strip me yourself. " Shut up!" She smacked him, turning around to leave. Her face was crimson. She didn't even look at his face. He was enjoying her torture. Watching from afar, Liam's eyes were burning with jealousy. He clutched the thousand-dollar glass tightly. He raised his lips, emptying the contents into his mouth. ' How could she be with him? Jasmine I am going to make you mine. In a few weeks, you will be begging for my love. One day you will be mine,' he thought.

"Jasmine! You said you didn't love him! You were the one who came after me first! You promised me a good life and said I'd be the husband of York Group's president! I have the chat logs and recordings to prove it!" He pressed a button on the recorder in his hand. After the sound of a heated kiss between Marcus and Jasmine, a conversation about taking over York Group followed. Jasmine's voice sounded ruthless. "Just wait. York Group has only one heir, and he's eager to be my lapdog. It's fate. "I don't love Tristan. I only love you, Marcus. Once I take over York Group, I'll lock Tristan in the villa and make him my personal toy. You'll be the real president's husband."

She could not believe her eyes when Freya jumped around Jasmine and they started to kiss each other passionately. Jasmine groaned in pain at the sight in front of her. After they were done, they both walked to her. “Slut!” Freya called and then Jasmine rolled her eyes. “I can't believe he will pay us five hundred million dollars.” Freya looked at Ariel with a giggle. “Me too!” They started to kiss again making Jasmine uncomfortable again. * Meanwhile, Daniel tried calling Jasmine but her phone was switched off again. His father had seen the news and he particularly got drawn to Jasmine and wanted to see her again. He requested Daniel to call her to come visit him even though she was still co

“For the way I spoke yesterday.” Jaden exhaled. “I was wrong too.” They stood side by side. “The man’s name,” Jasmine said suddenly. Jaden turned quickly. “Christopher,” Jasmine said softly. “He is my fiancé.” Jaden stiffened. “And that woman?” “Valentina,” Jasmine continued. “My stepsister.” Silence enveloped them. “They had an affair,” Jasmine added without emotion. “Behind my back.” Jaden clenched his fists. “And your father?”

She shook her head. “Be quiet,” Jasmine grumbled from her position on the couch. She did not want to talk about it. Urseya smiled smugly. “I thought it was romantic. The beautiful, love-sick damsel, swooning at the feet of her lover…” She sighed, putting a wrist to her forehead and ignoring Jasmine’s glare. “Everyone will be talking about it.” Jasmine sat up on her elbows and snapped, “He is not my lover!” “Your warrior, then.”

"I mean I just found out that my supposed best friend is a liar and my dad who I thought hated me for all these years doesn't actually hate me." "Do you want to go home?" He asked. "No, I want to pay a visit to my darling stepmother," Jasmine answered, making a decision. "Will you be there with me?" She asked Justin. Justin took hold of her hand and kissed it. "Always!" He answered and that was more than enough for Jasmine to feel at ease. “Good, because I’m about to do something you won’t like,” Jasmine said. Justin turned and looked at her suspiciously. “Jasmine, what is going on in that head of yours,” he asked and Jasmine gave him a mischievous smile in return.

"Oh really?" "Yes, you are to be carried to our bed by me, removed of all your clothing, and pleasured till you scream my name thirty times," "Well," I said holding up my arms, "as you wish. Alpha," Jason growled as he picked me up bridal style and I kissed him full of passion and love as he kicked open our door and threw me on the bed. We stayed there till way into the evening and honestly I said his name far more than thirty times.

"It happens sometimes but I believe she will soon get to like you. Though I doubt she doesn't hate you, she is just talking as a mother would, you know normal talking." "Let's hope so but if she doesn't give her consent for us to be together, what will you do?" "Have you heard about the word elopement before?" Jasmine smiled a bitter smile, a confused smile. She knew she wouldn't be able to survive without Jason but here was another man being so sweet and caring. She was confused. If it was possible to be with these two men, she would have been happy and ready to do so without their awareness. But how could she when both men knew themselves already?

Jasmine took a deep breath and gathered her courage, stepping into the room. She tried to avoid Sebastian's gaze, knowing that any eye contact with him could lead to trouble. But as soon as she entered the room, Sebastian's eyes locked onto hers. He smirked even wider, his eyes glinting with amusement at the sight of her. "You're back," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How pathetic." Jasmine felt a surge of anger and frustration at his words, but she knew better than to retaliate. She kept her gaze lowered, avoiding his stare. But Sebastian was not done yet. He got up from the bed and walked towards her, his steps slow and deliberate.

“You are a terrible liar, Jasmine.” She scoffed, eyes flicking away. “And you are delusional.” I leaned in. “Admit it. You didn’t like watching her touch me.” Her jaw clenched. “I couldn’t care less.” I took another step. “Then why are you angry?” Her eyes shot to mine, blazing with fury. “Because I hate watching people embarrass themselves.” I smiled. “I think you hate watching me with anyone who isn’t you.” Jasmine took a step closer, so close that our lips were less than an inch away from each other. Her gaze flickered to my mouth and back to my eyes, giving me a sexy look that spiked my pulse.