"Please, go faster!" Jasmine repeatedly urged the taxi driver as they raced towards the company. It was her first day of work, and it seemed like she might already be running late.
She had never experienced such intense nervousness before. Was it because she wanted to prove herself as a hardworking employee? Or was she afraid of Donovan's potential judgment? Or was she afraid that Donovan would fall for her charms?
She carefully chose her attire, wanting to make a lasting impression on Donovan. She had done her research and made sure to wear his favorite color, hoping to capture his attention.
As they arrived at the company, Jasmine settled the taxi fare, swiftly exited the vehicle, and approached the entrance. Stepping inside, her eyes widened in awe as they roamed the surroundings. The building stood tall, the grandest she had ever laid eyes upon in all of Mexico.
"Wow, Viviex truly lives up to its name," she marveled, captivated by the sheer magnificence of the structure.
As Jasmine explored the surroundings, her eyes were drawn to the woman seated at the reception. It surprised her because the previous day she had noticed only men in the company. She had assumed that she might be the sole woman in the workplace, but now she realized that her assumption was incorrect.
"Good morning," the lady greeted her, their eyes meeting briefly. Jasmine returned the greeting with a warm smile, eager to find her way to the boss's office. The receptionist gestured for her to wait.
Soon, the lady emerged from her cubicle and approached Jasmine. Her admiration was evident on her face as she looked at Jasmine's attire.
"You look beautiful. Are you the new secretary?" the lady named Amira asked.
"Yes," Jasmine replied, her tone friendly and welcoming.
“Yes,” Jasmine replied in a friendly tone she used on her.
“What is your name? I would like to be friends with a beauty like you,” the receptionist said, making Jasmine feel flattered. Her cheeks flushed as she prepared to respond.
“Jasmin—” Before she could finish introducing herself, a man's voice interrupted her.
“Jasmine!” She turned around and saw the same man who had conducted her interview yesterday.
"Oh no, what does this stern-looking man want from me so early in the morning?" Jasmine muttered under her breath. She flashed Amira a knowing smile and made her way toward the man. Meanwhile, Amira couldn't help but wonder if Jasmine would be able to survive her first day in the company, considering she was already late for work.
“Good morning, sir. I—”
“Did you even check the time? The boss has been looking for you for the past hour" He started.
"Moreover this isn’t a playground. I hope you focus on what brought you here if you want to stay,” the man said angrily. He turned and headed towards the boss's office, and Jasmine followed him.
They entered an elevator, and the man pressed the button for the 85th floor. In no time, they arrived at the 85th floor and the elevator doors opened. The man stepped out, gesturing towards a beautiful office.
“This is the boss's office,” he said. Then, he pointed to another office next to it.
“And this is your office,” he added, before walking away, leaving Jasmine to face her new responsibilities alone.
She stood there, mesmerized by the beauty of Donovan's office. The black and white color scheme, the tinted glass, and the overall design spoke of wealth and sophistication. Jasmine couldn't help but wonder what the inside of the office would look like, considering how stunning the exterior was.
Before heading to Donovan's office, Jasmine decided to stop by the restroom in her own office. She looked at herself in the mirror and adjusted her dress to ensure she looked presentable.
She took out her lipstick and applied a fresh coat to her lips. Taking a moment to gather her confidence, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and encouraged herself.
"You can do this," she whispered, exhaling deeply. With newfound determination, she placed her hand on the doorknob.
"Come in," Donovan's voice reached her ears just as she was about to push the door open.
"Good morning, sir," she greeted with a smile on her face.
What is good about this morning? Did you even check the time?" Donovan's voice rang out angrily, making it clear that he had no tolerance for lateness or laziness, a fact well-known among his staff.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't realize..." Jasmine started to apologize, her voice trailing off as she noticed Donovan's captivating appearance. She silently reminded herself not to get distracted by his charm before she had a chance to execute her seduction plan.
"Keep your apologies to yourself. Go and make me a coffee, but make sure it's not too sweet. After that, come back here. I have a proposal that needs to be typed up, and I need it in the next twenty minutes," Donovan interrupted, his tone demanding and impatient.
Jasmine had been hoping for Donovan to acknowledge her presence since she entered the office, but he hadn't even glanced at her. Still, she mustered up the courage to speak again.
"Okay, sir. By the way, sir, you look good in your outfit," she muttered, hoping to catch his attention. Yet, he didn't utter a speech, his eyes remaining fixed on the documents before him.
“I'm going to prepare the coffee, sir". Her voice filled with determination as she walked towards the exit door, but purposely she tapped her high heels on the ground to try and catch Donovan's attention, hoping he would finally look at her after his cold silence.
But once again, he remained engrossed in his work, not glancing up even for a moment. Jasmine's disappointment was evident on her face as she reached the door. She turned her head over her shoulder and started playfully punching the air, s if imagining punching her boss's face.
After a while, Jasmine returned with the coffee. She had sought help from Amira to learn how to prepare Donovan's coffee, but unfortunately, Amira didn't have any knowledge about his specific preferences. Nevertheless, Jasmine prepared the coffee on her own.
"Come in," Donovan's voice called out once more.
As Jasmine prepared his coffee, she was determined to capture Donovan's attention. Her seductive dress was specifically chosen for him, and she couldn't bear the thought of going unnoticed by him. She wanted him to examine her body, and she hoped her efforts would finally pay off.
Where should I place the coffee?" she asked cautiously.
"Put it there," Donovan pointed to a nearby table, still avoiding eye contact. He informed her that he had sent the document she needed to type to the desktop in her office.
Frustrated by Donovan's lack of attention, Jasmine deliberately knocked over the coffee, causing it to spill onto Donovan's clothes.
"Are you incompetent?" Donovan yelled, jumping up from his seat. Jasmine hurriedly approached him, crouching down to brush off his trousers, focusing on the spot where the coffee had stained—- Her dick position.
"I apologize, sir. It was an accident, I'm truly sorry," Jasmine said softly, her gentle touch lingering on Donovan's body.
At that moment, Donovan’s eyes were on Jasmine’s curved buttocks, especially her uncovered chest, he was lost in the craving stares, forgetting the injury Jasmine’s hand was busy doing to his body.
“Stop,” Donovan said, he grabbed her hand, just as Jasmine’s hand brushed her dick inside his pants. His dick twitched inside his pants, he wondered why just a mere touch…
He closed their gap, his tightened hand wrapped around Jasmine’s waist, and he pulled her to his chest. She couldn’t panic but blushed at the fragrance coming out of him, and she enjoyed the warmth of his chest.
Her heart raced as she found herself lost in Rolland's gaze. His gentle touch traced delicate patterns on her cheeks, igniting a stirring sensation deep within her.
Her mind became clouded with desire, and all she could think of was the longing to feel his lips against hers and to experience the warmth of his body pressed against hers.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as his hand caressed her cheek, eliciting a tingling sensation throughout her body.
'Oh, snap out of it! You're here to allure him, not to be seduced,' she scolded herself, trying to regain control.
With her eyes tightly shut, she could almost feel Rolland's lips inching closer to hers, now she couldn't stop it, her innocent body wanted this cold man's shaft badly.
.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as his hand caressed her cheek, eliciting a tingling sensation throughout her body. 'Oh, snap out of it! You're here to allure him, not to be seduced,' she scolded herself, trying to regain control. With her eyes tightly shut, she could almost feel Rolland's lips inching closer to hers, now she couldn't stop it, her innocent body wanted this cold man's shaft badly. With her eyes tightly shut, she could almost feel Rolland's lips inching closer to hers. But suddenly, Rolland's voice pierced the air, shattering the fantasy. "This is not a club, where you can sell your cheap body. Leave my office immediately," his cold voice echoed, snapping her back to reality. In an instant, she found herself walking out of his office, feeling a mix of humiliation and disappointment. Jasmine hurriedly stepped into the restroom, closing the door behind her with a slam. She stood in front of the mirror, observing her flushed face and feeling her rapid breaths. "Oh God,
Donovan walked out of the hotel room with a deep frown, he couldn't believe that he had been deceived by a woman. Two days ago, he spoke with a businessman, and they agreed to finalize the business in a hotel, only for him to reach the room and find a woman. The woman even tried to seduce him instead of talking about the business. He wondered why all these woman wanted to have a taste of her d×c*k. As Donovan walked down the hallway, he heard screams coming from a room next to the one he came out from. He wanted to turn deaf ears to it, go away until recognition came for the voice. Jasmine? He asked himself before going to the room, he kicked the door open and saw a man forcing himself on her. Damn it, he was so infuriated by the scene. Jasmine's eyes widened, her boss is the last she could ever expect to rescue her. “What are you doing here?” Jasmine asked as he walked over, pulling his overall jacket. The man on top of Jasmine jumped, hearing the bang of the door, he tu
“Don’t question me, I am leaving now. I only came in there because you're my secretary and I didn't want you to tarnish my name. Stay away.” With this, he entered his car, ignited it, and drove away. As he drove out of the hotel, he saw that the road was dark and desolate, as it was already late at night. As he continued driving, a flash of Jasmine ran through his mind, but it tosses off quickly. He turned to the expressway and increased the speed of his car to get home quickly. Meanwhile; Jasmine looked around the parking lot, it was cold, and she used the jacket to cover herself well, still looking around. She didn't know where to start. There was no one to call except Maria, but her phone was switched off. Even if her phone was not, she wouldn't call her, since she didn't want her to know. Jasmine started to walk out of the parking lot, looking around. She wrapped the jacket around her body, although it was very short and barely covered her butt. “What did I get myself into?!
“Your…” His eyes instantly glued to her body, taking in every shape, and the word wanting to come hung in his throat.Every Mark on her body, her belly piercing. Everything, turning him on and taking every of his attention. Absorbing him into a world of lust and want.Donovan couldn't look away as much as he wanted to, his lips parted and his eyes pushed backward. It was as though her body were glue, drawing him closer by the second.He could resist women’s bodies, but not hers, there was not a single blemish on her skin. How could a woman be that pretty?Donovan was going to raise his hand and move closer to touch her when she cleared her throat and quickly picked up the jacket. “Where can I change in?” she halted his moved deliberately, looking at him, her eyes shining under the warm light. Donovan looked away and pointed to the room next to the one he came out from. “You can do your business there.” He cleared his throat at the end before making his move to leave. However, as he
Wait, he left me?! Her eyes widened. Jasmine went back into the house, wondering what she was going to do and how she was going to get to work. Reaching the living room, she collapsed onto the chair, and one of her hands hit the side table, which made her take notice of a piece of paper. She took the paper and read the content, Anger grew in her at the content of the paper. How can he treat me like this? Jasmine felt like she was nothing to him, even after the passionate kiss…“I should come to the office myself? She twirled her head and her eyes rested on a black card he had left on the table.He left the card for her to board a taxi to the workplace. Jasmine rolled her eyes before sighing. She would have to find an ATM to withdraw some cash. Another sigh escaped her mouth, and reluctantly she sprang to her feet, dug her hand inside the small purse he carried, and brought out her phone.She tapped the screen of the phone, yet the phone refused to display.A wave of fear blew ar
Jasmine widened her eyes as she followed, this was because she knew the man. She knew the man so well. This made her legs feel heavier as she walked closer to his table. Donovan got to the table and shook the other man before taking his seat in front of him. Jasmine sat beside Donovan gently, her expression turned to a gentle one because of the man. “Mr. Richard, it's a pleasure to meet you in person,” Donovan uttered. Mr. Richard nodded his head before pressing his back against the chair and then looked at Jasmine, a small smile played on his face as he stared at her. Jasmine opened the portfolio and placed it in front of Donovan as he began to talk about the business. Jasmine avoided eye contact with Richard at all costs, she fixed her eyes on the table as Richard stared at her closely. As Donovan talked, he noticed this, he looked at Richard and then back at Jasmine, who felt uncomfortable. “It's not my business, I only came here for the finalization of this business,” Donovan
He took his hand to her jacket and started to pull it away. Successfully, he pulled it off and her full boobs came to view, the gown was v-chest; hence it exposed a large amount of her cleavage. This turned Richard on more, and then he moved his hand toward her breast, planning to squeeze it in his hands and take her right there. Jasmine struggled in his hands, wanting to get away as fast as possible. His hands gripped her skin so hard that it turned red, yet Richard didn't care, he just wanted to have his way with her. He pushed her to the table, and before she was able to get up, he trapped her hand above her at an impossible angle, making her yell in pain. Jasmine's screams were very loud yet no one came to her aid. Richard had paid the workers to stay away from the area and paid the other waiter to keep Donovan off. She was on her own and had to find a way to escape the hungry man. “Stay, you whore!” He screamed before running his hand along her boobs. At the same time, the doo
Jasmine got home with a swollen face, she had cried in the cab because of what Richard said to her. Every one of the words hurt her so much, she felt like nothing but a tool for the rich men to satisfy themselves. Donovan didn't even care about her, he treated her like trash and sent her away from his car. She was pained by his attitude toward her too.Getting home, she met Maria in the living room writing something from her phone. “What are you doing?” Jasmine asked and sat beside her on the couch. She didn't look at what Maria was doing. “Writing some instructions for pole dancing, how are you?” Maria asked, sitting up. Then she saw the dress that Jasmine was wearing, it was very beautiful and expensive. She instantly got jealous of it. “Did your boss get you that?” She asked, looking at the patterns on the dress and the jacket. It looked quite expensive. Jasmine nodded her head without opening her eyes. She was tired from the hectic day; the tantrum with Richard made her a lot