My Trust For His Love

Chapter 3

Jasmine's POV

The ultimate sacrifice for greatness begins with one's self. Success is a price that is achieved by many and it is what intend to have. This is my basic drive and my interest.

For starters I got me a home and yow it some big ass house representing the ancient castle back in em days but it was elegant. The furniture were detailed in spherical pattern and lines and form. The texture was smooth and the oak smell was pleasing to the nose.

I sat at my dressing area in my master suite where I applied my make up and curled my hair that is now the colour of copper at the ends. Yea a girl looked damn good in biege pants and a peach top with tight fitting style. My pumps was about 6" and the same color as my pants. I finished my look with ma gold earring with pink studs and matching watch.

I had issued resumes and application all over and finally got an interview at Jacé Coche Limited and I intend to make a good impression. This company invest in cars, manufacture and sell em. They normally host events with the most successful bachelors, bachelorates and heirs in this region and from else where. It is said that the company is known for profits and stocks, it is listed in the top 20 best companies in the region.

I grab my biege bag and went in the garage and decide on driving ma Audi A3 Sedan today.

Man I hope I get this work. I drove while I listened to Fetty Wap spitting lyrics. Man I love this song. I sang along bouncing while Trap Queen played through ma speakers.

[Verse 1:]
I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello."
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 500 grams though
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go

[Hook:]
And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby

(I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello.")

[Verse 2:]
I hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
I just might snatch a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb'
I just might snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
It's big Zoo Wap from the bando, without dinero can't go
Remy boys got the stamp, count up hella them bands though
How far can your bands go?
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
If you checking for my pockets I'm like

[Hook]

[Verse 1]

I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
'Cause Remy Boyz or nothing, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing

[Outro:]
Yeah, you hear my boy
Sounding like a zillion bucks on a track
I got whatever on my boy, whatever
Put your money where your mouth is
Money on the wood make the game go good
Money outta sight cause fights
Put up or shut up
Uh, Nittdagrit
RGF productions
S-quad

I pulled up to this grand company awed by the lawns and piece of art that was apart of the organization. It was magnificent and I am yet to discover what goes on beyond em doors.

I parked my ride and walked in suddenly colliding with this woman running with coffee.
Nah how tf was I suppose to make a first impression now that I was stained by the brown color liquid.

"Wtf is this? Don't you know something called walking you dumb ass?" I asked anger raging in me.

"Excuse me"

"Is it that you're suffering from a hearing this order or is it that we don't seem to talk the same language?"

"You're in an office maam and there are policies in place that should be adhered to"

"I hope there is an objective that people should be treated with respect and you the employee is not doing good at your job. There is a word for that and since it is that you obviously don't understand let me just say you are incompetent. "

"I beg you pardon" she said staring at me with death glare.

"Heifer it means your incompetent ass is not needed here. Incivility demonstrated by you is what I will not tolerate. So please spare me the stares because you lack of knowledge and don't even know how to say sorry. Get the fuck up outta my face," I hissed.

"And what seems to be the uproar here? I certainly do not pay for employees standing around arguing. You both in my office now and you better be there before I get in" the masculine voice growled behind me.

Before I turn around to answer he was long gone and the woman was running a path following after what was.

Fucking illiterate.. I don't know what the world is becoming but I sure will not tolerate dumb behaviour.