Caged By Him

"Happy birthday dumpling" he said melodically, his rough voice was much softer than before. That girl's eyes widened with surprise and the tears didn't even hesitate to fill them up. Her enticing emerald eyes shone under the moonlight as she stared right back into her lover's love filled eyes."I know I'm acting fast, it's just that I can't wait, I really can't. So here I go" he said with a sly smile, his face brightened up with happiness and thrill. He was standing on his knees, on the sea beach, his phone displayed 12:00 am and he said,"Will you marry me Jasmine? And be my better half?" He asked, the sharpness and determination in his voice showed his sincerity and seriousness.Jasmine's ears perked up and body jolted up in happiness when those magical words escaped from his mouth even though she knew this was coming the second he knelt down. Her eyes landed on the shining ring in the red box which was on his hand and a new wave of happiness hit her. It somehow made her feel wanted

Jasmine walked out of the cosmetic shop where she works as a saleslady. She turned her mobile phone on as she looked at it with tired and droopy eyes. 10:35 pm it displayed. A sigh escaped from her mouth as she put her phone back in her side bag, continuing her walk back home.She was walking peacefully when her eyes caught the glimpse of the teen couple in the bus stand, they were holding each other's hands and there was a small smile adorning their lips. She paused, recalling the similar situation that had happened in her life, when he was alive. Deja vu.Intertwining her hands with his he put them in his jacket's pocket as he pulled her closer to him, giving her his warmth to survive that cold night. "Leave my hand Chris, people are watching" Jasmine said as she tried to pull her hand back but that only made him grip on it tighter."So what? I'm holding my girlfriend's hand. Why should I care about others?" He asked and shrugged his shoulders, making her chuckle. She knew that was

The path got clear as the bodyguards hurried to either side of the walls, hanging their heads low and bowing their heads at their young boss. Ethan walked straight, his chin up and hands in his pockets. His polished shoes made a perfect rhythm against the marble tiles."Do you want me to put her in the basement?" His PA, Steven asked once they were inside his room. Ethan just sighed before removing his blazer and undid the first two buttons of his white ironed shirt. He loosened his tie a bit by pulling it down and plopped into the big gray coloured couch. He leaned further down into the couch and closed his eyes, obvious to the fact that the man was waiting for his response and he liked it. He liked it, Hell! he loved it when someone wait for him, for his one word, they will wait for god knows how long just to get a response from him and he fucking loved it. He loved the attention.After a few minutes he opened his eyes as well as his mouth."Not now Steven. Now I want you to go an

Ethan shifted uneasily on his bed. He was feeling weird, because of a woman? He didn't want to admit it but that's the truth. Whenever he closes his eyes and tries to sleep her emerald eyes and plump lips come into his vision making him wake up all sweaty and hard. He couldn't help but imagine taking her, the way her lips quivered and eyes widened in sheer terror amused him to no extent. She did nothing voluntarily but those involuntary actions and responses, God! He loved it. Ethan has seen many types of beauties, tall ones, short ones, blondies, brunettes, hot, skinny, stunning and many more but Jasmine was different. She's simple, elegant and timid, with long black hair, emerald shiny eyes, pointed nose, snow white skin which has natural blush and that full thick pink lips and that freckles, God they were a cherry on top. She has a different type of beauty, a beauty he had never seen, a rare combination of features. A piece of Art. He couldn't really scan her body as she was wear

Jasmine looked outside the window with curious yet surprised eyes. The road which they are traveling now is very familiar to her. The trees, the buildings, the people, the houses, everything. She knew everything. Her home. They are near her house. What is he exactly planning? She couldn't find an answer to her own question. He is a fucked up man with no morals so there is no use in asking him such question. Jasmine played with her fingers in trepidation. She was nervous would be an understatement. She tried to open the door quietly but it was locked. He locked it and once again she made herself a fool. Her eyes never left the window glass. There was a hint of hope in them, if someone notices her and helps her? Her poor mind hoped but soon realization hit her, the bitter truth, she has no one. She's all alone. She's a stray kid. Her eyes watered with anger and sadness. If her parents were here then none of this would have happened. She'll be happy and alive. Why did they leave