Forty Eight

Donovan paused when he saw Maria, he didn't expect to meet her. He didn't think she was the one that messaged him. In fact, all he had in mind was to see Jasmine, it was all he wanted.

“Come in,” Maria walked toward him even though he glared at her.

“You sent me the text.” He inquired even though he knew the answer.

Maria gently nodded her head.

“Why? Isn't Jasmine your friend?” He raised his brows. He was already getting irritated by her.

“Yeah, but I can't watch her continue to deceive a good man like you. Jasmine is not just a dancer, she is also a whore like a real-time whore.” Maria continued to move closer to Donovan.

“Do you think I'm lying? I can tell you where they went to.” Maria offered, getting Donovan to squint his eyes in thought.

“Send it to me.” Donovan turned around and walked away. He was already seething. The thought of her being with another man wasn't sitting right with him. Every part of him was fighting against the idea.

As soon as he got into the car, hi