Just like every other woman, I also fell in love because I needed to feel what others felt too.I may be pretentious when it comes to revealing my emotions but why would I begin to expose such delicate pieces of information to a man? Nay, I can't. It's quite difficult and unnecessary.I'm secretive, yes, I am and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Jayden was a good man who didn't deserve to die. After going miles for me? He deserved to survive and watch me pay back his every coin though he didn't do it for a pay.You see Jason? He is every woman's dream man and I loved the billionaire since the day we met. When at Caravan Park, our eyes got locked in a stare and I found it difficult to pull away. Yes, that was where the magic happened! It was how I realized that I was never getting away from him.It was either he casted a spell on me or the reverse was the case because we watched each other's faces like umm... Never mind, we watched just as humans that we are.He looked like a rare Mr. Perf
In a hall where the staff members of the Bang and Cum industry are seated for a seasonal meeting, their eyes are glued to Maria, a mixed bred and director in the sex foundation. Jasmine, a disguised job seeker is leaning on a lustrous door rightly opposite the CEO's office. She walks hopelessly through the gangway, fiddling with a certificate obtained from a Catering class at high school. She is waiting for the meeting to come to an end, hopefully, she may be appointed as a waiter in the company's restaurant or anything else. "The secretary, take that down immediately. Maria, you may continue." Says the CEO. "I already did, sir." The secretary responds. Maria calls on one of the staff in disappointment. "Isla, you are not married yet and besides you signed up for this job why wouldn't you want to try out vaginal sex?” Maria asks directing a stern look at Isla. "With due respect ma'am, I'd love to keep my virginity for my future husband, I don't want to..." "Isla! Your excuse i
It was not the usual night in Perth. It was one of those nights when the cloudy skies gave way to thunder accompanied by flashes of lightning. The weather was as ice-cold, and every traveler took time to adorn themselves properly to keep warm. From a distance, two eloping lovers are waiting at the seaport to go aboard. The lady raced by the shore in the dark panting, her arm being held up by a masked and muscular man, he helped her with going down into the boat using the ladder. Escaping from her wicked stepmother although she was barely dressed was her priority. Yes, her stepmother had set her box of clothes on fire. She gazed around. "But I don't like this boat." She wiped off sand particles from her face with the back of her palm and combed the tail of her hair with her fingers. "It's just an old little piece of shit! This is risky, are you sure we are going to sail safely ashore"? She queried. "We are running away, there are no other boats available and we have no time to
Jason*"Wake up, wake up!" My mom gave me a light tap on my bare back. I twitched on the bed as I turned around to meet the sun rays emitting through the glassy window into my eyes. For a moment I kept blinking so I could regain my sight. Mom was smiling a kind of smile I couldn't comprehend. "I sent in one of the maids to wake you a couple of minutes ago, good morning son." She said and rose to her feet with folded arms looking down at me still wrapped up in the duvet. "Good morning mom," I mumbled and sat up on my bed, my eyes walked up to the silver wall clock and my body reacted to the shock it discovered. It was already nine o'clock and I was lazily sleeping and dreaming about something that would never occur. I exhaled feeling relieved that I had been dreaming all along because I was never engaged let alone thought about elopement. I do not have a lover and I cannot fall in love. I've got a tight schedule, I celebrated my 29th birthday four months ago and my dad has been pre
Jasmine* "Yes at Caravan Park" Hart said happily over the phone. Hart, my boyfriend just spoke with me over the phone asking that I meet him at our favorite rendezvous. Four days ago when I met him at his house, I stumbled on a pack inside his drawer. Out of curiosity, I opened it and found a diamond ring inside of it. "Jasmine, he wants to propose." Lilian, my step-sister said joyfully. She was the only one in my family who cared about me. I've been through a lot of trauma after my mom passed, Mrs. Smith took me to and fro hell. However, it's a thing of happiness that she was listed amongst those who must spend two weeks away from home, a conference held for the most experienced staff at work. "Oh my God, I'm blushing, we have been doing this for three years and I can't wait for it," I told Lilian. "What will you wear? You need to look stunning you know." Lilian smiled. "Yeah... But you know, I don't have cute dresses. Well, I think I will love to wear this one, it's my favo
Jasmine* From clear observation, the man was bitter about something. Two of the guards walked toward Lilian but she disappeared into the crowd faster than I could imagine. I was now alone in my mess, I hoped that Hart will come to my rescue. "Alright, I'll have to keep you with me until we get your friend." "Oh please," I began to beg. "I came here to meet Hart, my boyfriend. Please let me, I'll come back, I promise." I lied and he knew it. He took one more deadly stare at me and tilted his head. "You got a familiar look, have we met before in some place?” He asked letting his eyes settle elsewhere to avoid looking at me. I shook my head in fear. "What is your name?" "Jasmine Bryan." I said raising my face a bit more since my neck was starting to ache. "I heard her talking about your would-be husband, what did she mean?" "Absolutely nothing, Lilian is just a crazy girl." "Let her go." With my head hanging, I curtsied. "I'm grateful, I'm sorry about your coat." He didn't r
Jason* "Next file!" I bellowed but the door remained closed. "This is the third time I would be demanding for this and if you keep me waiting for too long, I assume you don't value your job. A lot of resumes and application forms are submitted daily, I don't search for workers; they look for me." I raised my voice and lowered my dark glasses, my gaze fixated on the door. "Next file," I repeated. Sona, my secretary ran in with numerous files and placed them before me, she nearly got her dress torn by the doorknob in the process. "I'm extremely sorry Sir." My eyes walked over her body, I shook my head. "If you keep displaying this trait of incompetency, I don't mind helping you to lose your job." I adjusted my tie and flexed my neck. "This file is not stamped yet, where is this file coming in from?" She bent a little forward, her eyes scanned a few lines in the paper. "This is from the photography unit sir, they got to replace the lights as they are getting dimmer." "Are ther
Jasmine* "Yes, Jasmine I did. She will employ you. She's a kind woman, her former helper will be resigning by the weekend and she requires another maid." Lilian said confidently."How well do you know her? You know, though I'll love to serve as a maid, I must know who my master and mistress are." "The media carried the death of her husband some days ago, she's a widow." "Oh, poor thing. I'll try my best to pass the interview." I told her"You definitely will, she owns a restaurant, and she goes there with her favorite maid." "Wow, if I'm considered, I'll try to be her favorite so I could bring back enough pies." I giggled. "How much is the pay?" "Three hundred thousand dollars." "What? that's so much money, she must be very wealthy." "Absolutely." I've sat back so many times to think about how far I would have gone if I'd had the capital to venture into the sales of groceries, and for once bring my dreams into reality. Yes, that feeling of being my boss. I could be better, cou