𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 31

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•Jasmine's POV•


Walking towards the elevator towards the break room to make myself a coffee as well seeing I need to focus if I want this event to be perfect.

I made myself some coffee adding at least 4 tea spoons of sugar.

Sipping on it as I walked back towards my office and noticed some men in the office staring at me.

Or did they?

Well I'm pretty sure they were looking at me.
But why?
I looked behind my shoulder only to find some girls also looking at me.

Weird.
Well I'm definitely ignoring that because I have to focus.
The land line began ringing again so I picked it up only to hear Dmarco's voice "Jasmine one coffee." Is all he said and I couldn't help but roll my eyes "No please?" I asked and heard him scoff  "Do you want your pay tomorrow?" He asked and he has some nerve.

I hanged up stalking over to the break room as if I didn't just come from there.
I want to see him walk in these heels.

Damn him.

I made his coffee waiting for the water. I began singing to a song I heard on TikTok last night something about...

''Theres some whores in this house there's some whores in this house
'I don't cook I don't clean but let me tell you I got this ring.
Eyyyyy!"

I have no idea why that song is stuck inside my head but it is and I cant do anything about that now can I?

"Now from the top make it pop for this wet ass-"

I was about to continue when I heard someone clear their throat from behind me and I feezed in the spot slowly turning around.

Meeting the eyes of Kevin.
I didn't expect to see him here.

"Kevin what are you doing here?" I asked as he neared me "Just some business with your boss..." He said looking at my attire without shame and once the water was prepared I poured some into my cup.

"You want something to drink?" I asked him really hoping he'll say no because I'm not in the mood to make another cup of coffee.

"Oh no thank you... I'll have a water tho." He said and looked at me expectedly.

I'm not really working for him so should I get him water as well?
Well damn.

Can't he just use his two feet and walk over to the fridge and get a bottle of water?

He still just stood there and I gave up, taking Dmarco's cup in my hand as I walked past him noticing him lowering his eyes down to my ass.

"The fridge is there if you want something." I said with a smile and walked away from him entering the elevator and I'm sure my coffee is most probably ice cold because of that Dmarco.

And his coffee really is smelling so nice right now.
One sip wouldn't hurt him would it?

Definitely not.

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