Chapter 13

Jasmine POV

A week later, I had perfectly avoided Asphalt. By doing my job and leaving immediately. I didn't want to engage in any form of conversation with him. Asphalt was sharp minded and he could easily notice things.

I got out of my bed following the flow of the delicious aroma that engulfed my noise. It was seven in the morning and my family was already preparing breakfast.

"You guys really know how to tease my nose in this house. What are you guys cooking?," I asked, joining them in the kitchen.

"We are making french cinnamon toast and waffles," Emil answered while Emilia spread cheese on the bread that was in front of her.

"I'm making a cheese sandwich for you mommy," she said and I pecked both of them on the cheek.

Arianna was the chief chef and she was making scotch eggs and bacon. My favorite breakfast that goes down with a nice creamy coffee.

"Good morning, my super star. How was your night?," She dished some food onto my plate.

"Thank you, it was great. How was your nigh