Jasmine App Novels & Stories

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

He had messed with the wrong person. Jade huffed victoriously and reached into her bag. She pulled out a sticker which she stuck to his head and then her phone. She removed the tracker on his sleeve and took a picture of his ID card and then of him. Sending the first picture to a contact saved as Lewis on her phone, she instructed that he dug up every dirt on him and sent it to her in less than thirty minutes.

jasmine said nothing . " What the benefits if we collaborate with you "- Edward questioned . " Well offcourse we will get great profit & Our companies will become more famous "- said jasmine proudly . " How much .? "- questioned Edward coldly . " 50 % "- jasmine said slowly " You are wasting my time for nothing Ms.Jasmine "- said Edward stood up from his seat . " No no ..Edward it's 75% please sit down "- said jasmine hurriedly . " My Pa will contact you ,excuse me "- he said went away followed by Liam .

“Please don’t touch me.” Her voice was firm. Clear. The officers hesitated. She turned back to the women. “You’re making a mistake.” They smirked. “Threatening us now?” Jasmine inhaled once—deep, steady. Then she did something she’d read about ten minutes earlier. She smiled. Not sweetly. Confidently. “You’re going to regret this,” she said calmly. She lifted her phone and dialed. One of the women snorted. “What, calling your husband? Who saves their husband as ‘Alex’?”

The security officer started typing. A few seconds later, my phone buzzed. ROMANO PRIVATE SECURITY An invitation popped up. I opened it. ACCESS PROFILE UPDATED JASMINE ROMANO PRINCIPAL LEVEL: A I froze for a second when the name appeared on the screen. Jasmine Romano. Two words that should’ve become an artifact five years ago were suddenly alive again on my phone with the highest clearance level, and for what had to be the hundredth time today, life clearly had no idea when to stop digging up old graves and handing me the shovel.

★ 11𝐀𝐌 ~ 𝐙𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 Jasmine rushed into the building panting, the pains between her legs were not helping matters but that's the least of her problem. She decided to move on, she tried to remember the guy's face but couldn't. She decided to brush off every negative thoughts, her job matters most at that moment. She is a receptionist in Tristan's company, one of his companies precisely. She happens to be on duty toda but ended up getting to the office very late. She rushed to her post and one of them walked up to her.