Donovan walked out of the hotel room with a deep frown, he couldn't believe that he had been deceived by a woman.
Two days ago, he spoke with a businessman, and they agreed to finalize the business in a hotel, only for him to reach the room and find a woman. The woman even tried to seduce him instead of talking about the business.
He wondered why all these woman wanted to have a taste of her d×c*k.
As Donovan walked down the hallway, he heard screams coming from a room next to the one he came out from. He wanted to turn deaf ears to it, go away until recognition came for the voice.
Jasmine? He asked himself before going to the room, he kicked the door open and saw a man forcing himself on her.
Damn it, he was so infuriated by the scene.
Jasmine's eyes widened, her boss is the last she could ever expect to rescue her.
“What are you doing here?” Jasmine asked as he walked over, pulling his overall jacket.
The man on top of Jasmine jumped, hearing the bang of the door, he turned around and saw Donovan walking toward them—Toward Jasmine.
“Who the hell are you? How dare you barge into this room!” he screamed at Donovan, his face morphing into a frown.
Donovan said nothing to the old man, he was aiming for Jasmine, who was still shocked that he came here.
How did he get here? She wondered.
How did he know I was here? Was he following me? She asked herself a rhetorical question, moreover, she continued looking at him.
As Donovan was about to use his jacket to cover Jasmine, the old man, Lucas, held his hand with anger and glared at him.
“How dare you?!” he screamed, with sheer rage and anger in his eyes.
Donovan gently looked at the hand he had touched, his face remained emotionless; like ice. Brutal ice, scaring Lucas. Lucas was quite intimidated, but he didn’t let go of Donovan.
“Let me go right now,” Donovan warned, his face still expressionless. Brutal and Cold.
“What will you do if I don’t…” Before Lucas was able to finish his words, a smack landed in his face, and he staggered backward with dizziness.
Jasmine raised her brows, almost excited, she bites her lips from smiling, seeing how. Lucas almost fell.
Donovan was fighting for her, something she never considered happening to her.
Perhaps it was because no one had ever fought for her, or saved her from men like this. There was a twirl of emotion in her, but she let it go quickly.
Donovan reached her and threw the jacket on top of her. Slowly, Jasmine picked it up and covered her uncovered part of her body.
Her face looking downward, she couldn’t look at his face, she felt regretting of herself, especially for Donovan’s sake.
“You, how dare you? Do you know who I am? I am a VIP in this hotel, I have so much money and can sue your entire family!” Lucas threatened, holding his bleeding nose. He looked around, probably looking for his phone.
“You should be careful the way you talk to me, I just witnessed you attempting to rape a girl. You know what that means for you and your reputation.” Donovan stared at the man eyeball to eyeball. Then he brought out his phone, and Lucas widened his eyes.
“What are you doing?” Lucas asked, widening his eyes and hiding his face. However, the shutter of the camera came loud in the air, followed by a flashlight from Donovan’s phone.
“You are dead meat if I post this to the public!” Donovan smirked, seeing Lucas’ face drop.
Then he turned to Jasmine and then moved closer to her, she, on the other hand, moved backward because of the way he stared at her.
His face was cold and emotionless. It was as though he wanted to finish what the man started.
Then Donovan held her leg, seeing that she was moving backward, to the other edge of the bed which was farther. Jasmine's eyes widened when he held her leg and then pulled her toward him.
“What….” Before she could finish the sentences, Donovan moved one of his hands under her thighs and the other around her back and carried her in a bridal style.
The jacket fell to the bed at Donovan’s pull and Jasmine struggled; hence she was left naked.
Donovan couldn’t resist not peeking at her, her body appeared in front of him and glued him. His thought was immediately infiltrated by her perky boobs, which were the first his eyes met. They were round and huge, clean with no single peck of dirt.
For the first time in forever, Donovan felt his heart race. His heart never races, not for Business, as he was excellent at that and has no fears. Not for people. Perhaps when he does his exercise, but his heart hadn't beat for a person in a long time.
He traced his eyes down, taking in her pleasant skin, and he felt his dick twitch from the sight. Donovan quickly averted his eyes before Jasmine picked the jacket from the bed and then used it to cover herself, shyly.
It took a little while for Donovan to get himself. Her body was too beautiful, he had never seen such clean skin. Her waist was slim, and her hips were wide. He saw her thighs too, they were thick. His breath came out roughly, realizing he was touching her bare back, her skin was so soft and fragile in his hands.
It was as though he were holding a puppy, a cute puppy with large, cute eyes. Except this was different, he almost couldn't explain it.
“Please spare me, don't post the picture!” Lucas had fallen to the floor and was now begging.
His voice made Donovan notice him, and he turned his head to him.
“Give him one of my business cards,”
Donovan uttered, looking at Lucas, referring to Jasmine, who didn't pay attention.
“Am I not talking to you?” Then he looked at her.
“Me?” Jasmine pointed at herself, looking at him. Their faces are a few inches apart.
“Yes, who else is my secretary here?” He asked, staring at her with raised brows.
Jasmine looked down and started playing with her fingers, which made Donovan raise his brows.
“You don't have my business cards, and you call yourself my secretary?!” He half yelled. Jasmine raised her head to talk, but was unable to produce a word.
“Damn, shut up and check my jacket pocket!” He groaned. Jasmine rolled her eyes. Why is he shouting at me? She asked herself before taking one business card from the jacket she used to cover herself.
“Throw it at him.” He commanded, and Jasmine smiled before throwing the card to Lucas’ face.
“Call me for any damages made, your nose is bleeding.” Donovan looked at him one more time before leaving the hotel room.
“I am really naked, are you going to go through the front with me looking like this?” She asked, looking at him. Donovan looked ahead. He didn't say anything in response. To him, she was starting to talk too much.
Jasmine rolled her eyes and looked away, hating his quietness. However, Jasmine saw that he didn't go through the route they came from, and the place he was going through looked like a VIP route.
She blushed inwardly, thinking her charm was already working.
Donovan reached the parking lot and then dropped Jasmine on the floor, her foot hit the cold floor, making her stomp her feet until she got used to the floor.
Donovan didn't share her a glance, he started to walk toward his car.
“Are you going to take me to your house? I can't go home looking like this, I would be bombarded with questions.” She looked at him while holding the jacket in place to cover her well.
“Why? Are you not proud of your job?” Donovan asked with a rather irritated look.
“What are you talking about?” A part of her knew what he was saying, and only the thought of it killed her inwardly.
“Don’t question me, I am leaving now. I only came in there because you're my secretary and I didn't want you to tarnish my name.
"Stay away.” With this, he entered his car, ignited it, and drove away.
“Don’t question me, I am leaving now. I only came in there because you're my secretary and I didn't want you to tarnish my name. Stay away.” With this, he entered his car, ignited it, and drove away. As he drove out of the hotel, he saw that the road was dark and desolate, as it was already late at night. As he continued driving, a flash of Jasmine ran through his mind, but it tosses off quickly. He turned to the expressway and increased the speed of his car to get home quickly. Meanwhile; Jasmine looked around the parking lot, it was cold, and she used the jacket to cover herself well, still looking around. She didn't know where to start. There was no one to call except Maria, but her phone was switched off. Even if her phone was not, she wouldn't call her, since she didn't want her to know. Jasmine started to walk out of the parking lot, looking around. She wrapped the jacket around her body, although it was very short and barely covered her butt. “What did I get myself into?!
“Your…” His eyes instantly glued to her body, taking in every shape, and the word wanting to come hung in his throat.Every Mark on her body, her belly piercing. Everything, turning him on and taking every of his attention. Absorbing him into a world of lust and want.Donovan couldn't look away as much as he wanted to, his lips parted and his eyes pushed backward. It was as though her body were glue, drawing him closer by the second.He could resist women’s bodies, but not hers, there was not a single blemish on her skin. How could a woman be that pretty?Donovan was going to raise his hand and move closer to touch her when she cleared her throat and quickly picked up the jacket. “Where can I change in?” she halted his moved deliberately, looking at him, her eyes shining under the warm light. Donovan looked away and pointed to the room next to the one he came out from. “You can do your business there.” He cleared his throat at the end before making his move to leave. However, as he
Wait, he left me?! Her eyes widened. Jasmine went back into the house, wondering what she was going to do and how she was going to get to work. Reaching the living room, she collapsed onto the chair, and one of her hands hit the side table, which made her take notice of a piece of paper. She took the paper and read the content, Anger grew in her at the content of the paper. How can he treat me like this? Jasmine felt like she was nothing to him, even after the passionate kiss…“I should come to the office myself? She twirled her head and her eyes rested on a black card he had left on the table.He left the card for her to board a taxi to the workplace. Jasmine rolled her eyes before sighing. She would have to find an ATM to withdraw some cash. Another sigh escaped her mouth, and reluctantly she sprang to her feet, dug her hand inside the small purse he carried, and brought out her phone.She tapped the screen of the phone, yet the phone refused to display.A wave of fear blew ar
Jasmine widened her eyes as she followed, this was because she knew the man. She knew the man so well. This made her legs feel heavier as she walked closer to his table. Donovan got to the table and shook the other man before taking his seat in front of him. Jasmine sat beside Donovan gently, her expression turned to a gentle one because of the man. “Mr. Richard, it's a pleasure to meet you in person,” Donovan uttered. Mr. Richard nodded his head before pressing his back against the chair and then looked at Jasmine, a small smile played on his face as he stared at her. Jasmine opened the portfolio and placed it in front of Donovan as he began to talk about the business. Jasmine avoided eye contact with Richard at all costs, she fixed her eyes on the table as Richard stared at her closely. As Donovan talked, he noticed this, he looked at Richard and then back at Jasmine, who felt uncomfortable. “It's not my business, I only came here for the finalization of this business,” Donovan
He took his hand to her jacket and started to pull it away. Successfully, he pulled it off and her full boobs came to view, the gown was v-chest; hence it exposed a large amount of her cleavage. This turned Richard on more, and then he moved his hand toward her breast, planning to squeeze it in his hands and take her right there. Jasmine struggled in his hands, wanting to get away as fast as possible. His hands gripped her skin so hard that it turned red, yet Richard didn't care, he just wanted to have his way with her. He pushed her to the table, and before she was able to get up, he trapped her hand above her at an impossible angle, making her yell in pain. Jasmine's screams were very loud yet no one came to her aid. Richard had paid the workers to stay away from the area and paid the other waiter to keep Donovan off. She was on her own and had to find a way to escape the hungry man. “Stay, you whore!” He screamed before running his hand along her boobs. At the same time, the doo
Jasmine got home with a swollen face, she had cried in the cab because of what Richard said to her. Every one of the words hurt her so much, she felt like nothing but a tool for the rich men to satisfy themselves. Donovan didn't even care about her, he treated her like trash and sent her away from his car. She was pained by his attitude toward her too.Getting home, she met Maria in the living room writing something from her phone. “What are you doing?” Jasmine asked and sat beside her on the couch. She didn't look at what Maria was doing. “Writing some instructions for pole dancing, how are you?” Maria asked, sitting up. Then she saw the dress that Jasmine was wearing, it was very beautiful and expensive. She instantly got jealous of it. “Did your boss get you that?” She asked, looking at the patterns on the dress and the jacket. It looked quite expensive. Jasmine nodded her head without opening her eyes. She was tired from the hectic day; the tantrum with Richard made her a lot
“Give me that girl, that's all I need right now.” Richard blurted. “What girl?” Donovan asked almost immediately with an irritated expression, making Andre wonder what they were talking about. “You know who I am talking about.” Richard grimaced. “You want Jasmine? You are seriously going to withdraw the contract because of Jasmine? A whore?” Donovan asked incredulously. He ended the call and didn't wait for Richard’s response, he was irritated. He threw his phone to the table, and it rolled to the edge, but he didn't care. Likewise, he turned to the space while Andre looked at him with questioning eyes. “What did he say, tell me.” Andre fixated his eyes on him. “The bastard said he wants Jasmine!” Donovan was annoyed, he didn't even know the reason he was that angry. After all, it was easy to give him Jasmine. “Then give her to him,” Andre responded, and this made Donovan Look at him, with anger. “What did you just say?” He asked with raised brows. Andre didn't understand the
“Richard’s address.” The heading read and Jasmine let out a wry laugh before more tears grew in her eyes. Smiling, she wiped her eyes dry before ordering an Uber, which automatically accepted to go to the address before coming to her.With this, she was on her way. Meanwhile; Donovan still busied himself with his laptop, going over work he had done before because he couldn't concentrate on the new ones as he was making mistakes. His phone rang again, but this time he didn't bother checking it, as he knew it was his mother calling. Just then, the door flung open, and his mother walked in. She held her phone in her ear and looked at her son, who raised his head when the door opened. There was an expectation in his eyes and when he saw his mother, his eyes fell. “It wasn't me you were expecting?” She asked before walking closer to him. Mrs. Keid, a beautiful woman, was Donovan’s mother, a hardworking woman who gets whatever she wants however she can. Donovan looked away from his mo