Flashback to life at Brazil 💊 Jasmine's POV 💊 We finished eating and left the restaurant while Alex continued to throw tantrums about how I made him spend a lot of money and I couldn't help but laugh. "Wait a minute, if you don't like spending too much money then what do you do with all the money you've gained all this while?" I asked. "Just this and that" he said and stopped to look at him. "This and that?" I asked raising my brows he noded. "I actually pity the unlucky guy that will end up being your boyfriend" he said. "What! Unlucky guy?" I exclaimed. "Yeah, he better start saving up his money cause you are gonna suck him dry."  "When the time comes and I finally get a boyfriend, he's gonna be the luckiest man in the world for having me" I said and he scoffed. "Yeah

Flashback to Brazil💊 Jasmine's POV 💊I slowly opened my eyes and my eyelids felt so heavy.Alex bought me a sleeping drug yesterday and I slept off on the couch.I managed to sit up and looked at Alex.He's sitting on the floor with his head on the couch beside me.He must have fell asleep while looking after me. How can someone be so handsome and caring at the same time?I brought my hand closer to him and moved some strands of hair falling on his face."If you continue staring at me that way you might just fall in love with me" Alex said and I flinched."You aren't asleep?" I asked."How can I sleep when I'm sitting on a cold floor" he said as he sat up."Then you should've gone to your room.""I couldn't, I was worried about you" he said and I couldn't help but smile.Gosh."What's wrong? Why are you suddenly blushing?" Alex asked."What?..... I.....am not blus

Back to Retrieval Mission💊 Emma's POV 💊 Alex and Jasmine, those two seems to be getting closer.I have no problem with Jasmine but the fact that Alex's attraction to her is distracting him is what I'm worried about. Alex needs to remain focused for what's coming and if Jasmine continues to distract him, then I'll have no choice but to do whatever I can to get her out of Alex's sight. My phone rang and it's the hospital receptionist. 🗨️ "Good morning ma'am, Mr Ryan Wilson is here, he says he wants to see his father who was brought here not long ago due to an accident." "Tell him to wait, I'll be there in a minute" I said and ended the call. I took the elevator down and walked to the reception where Ryan was pacing about. "Hi, I'm Emma Griffin, the deputy director" I introduced as I brought out my hand for a handshake.

💊Ryan's POV💊 Dad called me to the house immediately and I left the hospital and drove to the Mansion. "You called for me Dad" I said as I walked up to him in the sitting room. "The Prime Minister just announced on the news, Alexander Sanchez and his surgery team are going to Afghanistan tomorrow" Dad said and I almost laughed. "Good! This is good news!" I exclaimed. "At least now I'll finally be able to rid myself of that son of a gun."  "You'll be going with them" Dad said and my jaw dropped. "What the heck?! I don't think I heard you well Dad." "You heard me right, you are going with them tomorrow" Dad repeated sternly. "Afghanistan is a war zone Dad, how could you ask me to go with them and why would I?" "You've always been so shallow minded Ryan, don't you see? Now that the Prime Minist

💊 Jasmine's POV 💊 "What's going on here!" A soldier who just walk out into the room asked jerking me out of my fantasy world. The soldier separated Alex and Ryan and both of them continued panting as they stood on opposite sides of the soldier. "You guys are supposed to be sleeping not fighting." The soldier yelled. "Am gonna sleep in your room tonight Andrew cause I'll be damn crazy if I sleep with this asshole." Alex said and walked out of the room angrily and Andrew followed him. "Why are you just standing still, let's go" Emma said and we both left the room too. We entered our room and I sat on the bed. What was wrong with me?I should've tried to stop them from fighting but instead I was just standing still like a mannequin emersed in my own fantasy. Emma's phone suddenly rang jerking me out of my though