Novel & Cerita Jasmine And Jafar

Jafar eyes was wide open " you wouldn't do that" " try me " she said challengingly Jafar looked at sadiq " you see what you caused ko. You turned my girl against me, how could you" he pout American rahama who has been quiet for a while burst into laughter. Frankly, She wasn't happy with how Nigerian rahama and sadiq were the topic of discussion but when it comes to Jafar she just can't help it but laugh when ever he becomes too childish. The guy is cool to be around with.

Ayesha, Yahya and Farhan were about to agree- “No, we deshide righth hair righth noww,” Jafar declared as he was wheelchaired into the garden by a nurse.

I turned my head with enthusiasm and looked at the man closely. "So, what information might be beneficial to Jasmine?" Bastian interjected. "Her ex-girlfriend has a character that is not much different from Jasmine," Jaden said. Not much different from me? What kind of character do I have? "Spoiled, noisy, and annoying girl?" Bastian guessed. Wait a minute! What did he say? "Exactly!" Jaden replied casually. Oh, shit! "So ... Jasmine, just be yourself, do what you usually do, you don't need to bother acting in front of him," Jaden said as he patted my arm gently.

Her heart hammed in her chest as she listened closely to the footsteps that moved closer and closer towards her before it abruptly stopped making Jasmine more nervous and scared than before as silence fill the room. "Did they l-leave the room?" She questioned as she listened closely to detect any kind of sounds and when she didn't hear anything, she let out a sigh of relief before attempting to free herself from the ropes that restrained her. The person that entered the room watched Jasmine from a dark corner with an amused look on his face"This is the mafia's wife?" He questioned as he continued to observe her. There was something familiar about Jasmine that made him furrowed, Her aura seem

Jasmine. “Decorations are a lot like humans. Feed them frequently with what they like, and they would grow in such a way that your customer would love….” "Jasmine," the voice was sharp and curt. Feminine. The reason why I dreaded and loved coming to work for the past two days. I looked up from the design I had spent days working on into the sea green eyes of the one person who made sure she fulfilled her promise of making sure I went back home annoyed every day.

-Adonai- "The princess did not leave on her own accord; she was kidnapped by the Moonbeam's alpha," everyone was quiet while this fairy-like man spoke. He said his name was Zafa, and he came from Moonbeam, where Jasmine was apparently held captive. This was a piece of good news to me and almost not the same for the council of elders who stared at the man as if he had just fallen from the sky. "And you expect us to believe that?" Dante said when Zafa was done talking.

I question her, giving her the liberty to lie all she can till she is tired of lying. She is not going to suffer only for the humiliations she caused me, she is also going to suffer for lying to me. I hear her heave a deep sigh. "I'm Jasmine. Jasmine Cooper." "Jasmine?" I snap my head towards her. She nods, avoiding eye contact with me now. I shift my gaze to her dress. "Roll it up." "What?" She asks in confusion, wondering what I mean.

**Jasmine's POV*** I woke up to a sharp pain on my joint, my head spinned from suffocation. When my eyes flew open Justin stood across from me, we were in a different place now. What was going on? “Justin–” I made to stand up but my hands were tied to my back. “Hey, sweetheart. You're awake already?” I grunted. “Easy there, pookie, I need you fresh for the buyers tonight.” He walked towards where I lay and crouched down.

The pain of the cut in my palm morphing into sheer confusion. “You heard me. Jasmine is the new Director of Production of PHOMORA.”

Caspian and I died of laughter when Jasper ran out back, his eyes black. Caspian got up and came to kiss my forehead. “Let me get us some clothes first.” “Ok,” I replied, my cheeks warm from blushing. Something the evil man knew from his smirk. “I like this look on you,” Jasmine commented when it was just the two of us left. I nudged her, making her smile. “And I’m going to like it on you too.” “You think it will be the same? I see the way Caspian looks at you,” she asked nervously.