Jasmine spent the rest of her day in the room assigned to her, at first she was bawling her eyes out ,she felt like going back to her home, that worn out, rusty, old house, which had cracked walls and the ceiling threatening to fall in some part the room. The only bed she shared with her mother, a bed that was balanced by bricks and creaked every time it had some weight placed on it, the house that had no television and had to be lit by candles every night because the power was cut and now the water was also cut, her only choice was going to the neighbour and asking for a bucket of water but despite all that, it felt like home, it was the only home she had and a home that held peace and serenity. the house she will now live had all the riches money can buy, the bedroom looked like houses themselves, with built-in en suites and a king size bed fit for ten people, Jasmine wish she could just go home so she stopped crying and occupied herself with packing all her clothes inside the huge walk-in wardrobe until she was done then she just laid in bed looking at the ceiling pondering until it became dark.
Once darkness hit the house, Jasmine just switch on her lights and headed to the kitchen to prepare herself and her soon to be husband a meal. She may not be married yet but she can at least show some appreciation for her staying by what she is best at-which is cooking, especially Mexican food , she slowly and carefully prepared some lasagne with a salad on the side and dished it for Brian in case he comes home hungry, Jasmine then waited for him to arrive so that they can maybe share dinner together like she used to with her mother and yet hours and hours passed by with no sign of him anywhere, by this time Jasmine was starving but yet determined to wait for him until he came. So she closed the two plates she dished out and placed them on the table then went upstairs to take a quick bath' by the time I'm done bathing, he will be here, so we can talk'
Unbeknown to Jasmine , Brian had no intention of going to his house as yet , instead he was feeling anything but angry as he thrusted harder and harder inside the blonde girl he recently picked up in the club
"Harder! Harder!" he could hear the blonde whose name he forgot hours ago and he happily obliged and he push harder and harder making the girl scream louder until he let out a animalistic moan and then rested , feeling the day's stresses wear off and a mood of pleasure and bliss overcoming
"We should do this more often, you are really good" he heard the girl say as she tried resting her head on his chest, at that moment, he felt the rage build up on him again, this is why he did not want to commit, he just met the bimbo and now she is getting attached he thought to himself as he got dressed and walked out of the hotel room, leaving the girl a bit dumbfounded. He drove back to the hell hole that was what he now calls his house and parked his car in the garage, upon entering he switched off the lights passing straight to his room, ignoring the lit kitchen
Jasmin waited until she fell asleep on her bed, waiting to have her meal with Senior Brian until she heard a flicker of lights switch on opposite her room, quickly she got up, tied her hair and wore the white a bit tor gown that her mother gave her, she hurried to the room knocking on the open door only to reveal shirtless Brian, she just froze on the spot. She had to admit, Brain was well build 'damn he was more than well-built-he was perfect' she stood there staring until she withdraw for her embarrassing stare. Brian was also hypnotised by her beauty, he was confused if this was the alcohol in his system that was making him feel this way but his heart skipped a beat when he laid his eyes on the women inform on him, it was as if she became more beautiful at night 'Snap out of it' his subconscious sad back to him, returning him to the cold guy he currently was
"I-I uhmm I pr-prepared dinner for you ,and I'll wait until you come down so-so we can eat dinner together" Jasmine all but stuttered those words ,she actually waited for him to come back so they can have a meal together 'As a happily couple, at least that's what he assumes' He thought as he went closer to the door can banged it against her face , leaving poor Jazzy stunned and more than hurt, that she went downstairs again to eat up her plate and head to bed with a sore, stabbing pain in her heart.
Hour passed by and Brian couldn't fall asleep, he was thinking, but in all honestly he was feeling the guilt eating him up as he kept replaying what she has done to the poor girl, as he was about to get up and go apologise for his behaviour he noticed it was really late, and the house was too silent so it means she is probably asleep. He got up to go get a glass, to stop in his track and inspect the closed plate of food that was set for him 'she cooked for me' that was a nice gesture as he thought and decided to take a bite of the lasagne, once the meal touched his tongue he hurily indulged all the plate in just a few seconds enjoying every moment of every bite . Meanwhile Jasmin just stood upstairs peeking at Brian as he ate with a content smile on her face
YOU ARE READING
The Forced Wife
RomanceAll Maria wanted for her daughter was a life she never had. All Roger wanted for his grandson was to have a direction on his life but will Maria and Roger's Decision work out for the better or will it be the worse decision ever made?
