Jazmine: CEO's Temptation

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Jazmine Garcia:

Brewing coffee and serving it to customers, is a part of my life so far along with my studies. But the instant I received my degree after four years of hard work, I sat up to apply for a good position as an intern at a leading construction company in New York.

A full-time job will change my lifestyle and even provide tranquility to me, which I have been yearning for since I started doing multiple part-time. I had no idea how and when I grew my interest in Architecture, but whenever I invest my time in it, I feel contented. Maybe stalking Adrian for all those years had made me walk in his footsteps. By and by, I stopped stalking or thinking about him long ago. My brain pictured a good picture of the social difference between us. If Adrian is the sky then I am the earth. If he has fame, then I have just a name called Jazmine. He is the CEO of Martinez Constructions and I am just a common girl.

However, I applied to Martinez Constructions under the pressure of Aliyah. My best friend forever. We didn't even learn Alphabetics but even a bachelor's in Architecture together. Eventually, her job was fixed in Martinez Constructions, as it's her company.

I scrolled my mobile screen again and again until I was startled by my boss, Claver. He is the owner of the Morning Cafe, the place I work. "Jazmine!" He yelled at me with irritation, as I had been getting on his nerves for the past few days because of my negligence. I gaped at him. "Don't force me to drop your mobile in a coffee blender." For the first time, I watched Claver displaying his anger toward me. Which is unusual, in my case. I tried my best to be a perfect and obedient waitress. I grinned at him. "You can't keep charming me with your extremely sweet, but venomous grin." I puffed my lips out, outcasting my naivety to him. "Stop with those expressions and serve hot chocolate with french toast on table number three!"

"Is Aliyah here?" I pried as my ears twitched with those words. He nodded. Hot chocolate with French toast is her all-time favorite brunch to have in the cafe, where I work part-time. However my shift was going to end, so I took out my apron and grabbed my sling bag after I brewed her coffee. Next, I plated her French toast with extra toppings.

Watching more than four blueberries, three raspberries, and three slices of strawberry, my boss's eyes widened and then he threatened me, "I am going to cut the price of extra berries from your salary, Jazmine."

"Boss! She is my best friend."

"And this is my cafe." He keeps me reminded whenever Aliyah visits me.

"Fine, you can deplete from my salary," I affirmed to him. But I am sure, he will not do that. He is a cute, little man in his mid-fifties. He is divorced with two sons.

I walked to table number three of the Cafe. Aliyah didn't look like usual Ali. She gave me a strange yet fearful smile. When I settled opposite her, she was blushing, biting her lips, and drumming her fingertips on the table. I studied her facial expressions, she was forcing a smile which seemed to be inconvenient.

"So, did you get an internship?"

"Nope," on reminded by her, I went through my emails to find no new messages which depressed my mood. To be on the safe side, I even checked in Spam. She took a piece of French toast and continued her way with a strange smile. I raised my brow, still holding my mobile in my hands, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

She gave me the once-over, finding that my body was devoid of the cafe apron, She pried, "Your shift ended here."

"Yes, I had a shift from morning six to twelve, today."

She rubbed her hands, "Great, let's go to some isolated area and speak in peace."

As I looked at Aliyah, It seemed she had something to confess. Our friendship is based on openness and honesty, so I could sense that she was hiding something related to her crush, Duke. I couldn't help but ask her in a hushed tone, "Did you sleep with Duke?" However, to my surprise, my voice came out louder than intended.