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Jasmine's pov 👙

                    Mike's kitchen....

I quickly dived in a corner when I saw Adele heading my way, she pouted her lips and was murmuring to herself.

Elvis most have provoked her, or maybe someone else did.

A relief sigh left my mouth after she's gone, thankfully, she didn't notice me...or I couldn't have been able to explain it.

Without wasting time and making sure nobody else saw me, I took long strides towards Thanatos office.

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Thanatos lifted his head, when he heard the sound of his door being slammed open.

A frown was on his face as if he was ready to yell at the intruder, but he quickly wiped it off when he realized it's just me.

He smiled at me instead, showing he's happy to see me.

I turned around and locked the door from inside, then turned back to face him... I leaned against the door.

Wait...why did I just locked the door? Didn't I decide we're just gonna talk about Davis?

"Baby, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be resting at home?" He asked me.

I shook my head and bite my lower lip. How am I supposed to rest at home when he's invaded my dream?

Making me feel all hot and bothered, I came here to finish what he started in my dream.. no!

Why do I keep forgetting about the main reason I came here...to talk about Davis.

Yes, Davis... He's the only thing between us.

Whatever, we can talk about Davis when we get home, but for now....

"Are you ok, baby?" He asked.

"We...I.. let's..."

Why the stuttering, Jasmine? Why can't I just say the words?

He got up and walked towards me, my eyes kept flicking to his lower body.. until he's standing in front of me.

He placed his hands on both sides of the door, caging me there.. making this scene a little sinful.

My eyes moved to his eyes, his deep shade of brown eyes and I instantly got lost in them.

"You don't wanna tell me why you're here?" He asked.

As if I was under a spell that's compelling to speak, I opened my mouth and started spouting out whatever comes out.

"I came to negotiate with you" I finally spoke what's on my mind without stuttering.

He raised an eyebrow.

"You came to negotiate with me?"

I nodded.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, tilted his head and glanced at the door I just locked.

"You wanna negotiate with me? Then why did you locked the door?"

I didn't reply, not because I didn't want to...but because I have nothing to say at the moment.

"I was having dirty thoughts, when I saw you locking the door... "

"Let's be f**k buddies!" I blurt out.

He stopped talking for a brief moment and just stared at me, then he blinked.

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