Jasmine Everly's P O V
"What? Business parties?! That's a great opportunity for us, Jas, so do it." Asher replied with his voice, which almost sounds excited.
What the hell is wrong with him now?!
"What are you saying, Asher?! How could I do it?!" I asked, confused and yet irritated. I thought he might help me with this, even though I didn't think he could get me out of it.
"Those business parties are only for the top exclusive business people, and obviously Mr. Danovan is also one of them. I have tried to get in there using many methods, but they only allow very limited people in there, and you are going to be one of them. Just get in there with Mr. Danovan and try to get some connections; it's going to help us a lot," he answered while thinking about all the things he planned to do.
"Seriously?!" I asked him, pissed.
"Clam down, Jes. I know this looks like I am trying to take advantage of the situation..."
"You are!" I cut him off.
"Hear me out," he begs me, and I scuff in irritation.
"I have been trying to get in for like more than 2 years, but I couldn't! Now is the only chance, so please help me. I will do anything you ask me," he almost begged me at the last sentence.
I clinched my teeth and nodded my head, saying, "Fine, but remember, I will chew you down after returning! For all these fucking things!".
"Ha ha, do whatever you want to do, Jes," he laughed, making me smile too.
He has done a lot for me, and I should help in any way I can.
"You know what? You are my lucky angel, Jes. Thanks for everything," he said with that comforting smile of his.
"I should say that, idiot. I am lucky to meet you. I don't know what could have happened to me if I didn't meet you," I replied with a smile, thinking about the day he pulled me out of that cruel world and gave me the life that I wished for.
"I am about to cry happy tears, you know?" He said it with his voice, almost turning emotional.
"Ha ha, fine ... Fine, just go back and cry those happy tears. I will get back to sign that stupid contract," I replied, ending the call.
"Stupid contract?!".
His voice from behind scared me to the point that it almost made me jump. And I shouted at him, "Ahhh!!" almost dropping my phone in shock.
"What the hell was that? It scared me!" I said, letting out a breath to calm myself down while holding my phone close to my heart with both of my hands.
He just shook his head and asked, "Who was that?! Your lucky person?!" taking a step closer and staring dead in my eyes like I had done something.
But I didn't react and just gave him a smile, saying, "There are peoples in the world who is lucky to have met me, not like someone who thinks that I am disgusting and worst." I pressed the last thing in anger, staring dead in his eyes, and then walked away, leaving him there.
He didn't say anything and just followed me, or just walked back to his room, stomping and pissed.
I am so happy that I can give my peace of mind today after the way he made me so fucking crazy yesterday.
"Here," he gave me the contract, sitting down in his seat, still pissed.
I smiled through his misery. Damn it! Even though I taught my Cece not to ever feel happy in someone's misery, but now, it feels good! He deserves that.
I closed the pen as soon as I signed and was about to turn around, but was stopped by his order.
"Make me a coffee!". I raised my head to look at him, and he didn't have any reaction as he stared at me.
I know he is doing it to get back to me, but he is too much! I fucking hate him!
"FINE!" I almost shouted but controlled myself before walking towards the door, but was stopped by his words, "Not there!".
I turned around in confusion, asking, "What?! If I can't order you a coffee, then what should I do?".
"Didn't you read the contract properly?! I want you to make one! Not to order!" He replied, looking at me like I am some type of idiot.
I scuffed and asked, "What the hell do you even mean by that?! Where and how the hell should I make one in this workplace?!".
"At the corner, you will find a small room with everything that needs for a coffee!" he replied, not even looking at my face and getting back to his work.
I stomped my feet in anger and walked to the corner. As he told me, there is a small room with almost everything, and I took a sigh, clammed myself down, and started to prepare the coffee.
I have done it a lot! So this won't bother me, and it's not even a huge thing! I can get back to my work after this!
I tried to reason it out with myself so I wouldn't burst out at him.
I made an instant cup of coffee and walked back to his seat with a sigh.
I placed them on his table and informed him, "Here is your coffee.".
He raised his eyes a little to look at me and pick up the coffee to take a sip.
I turned around to walk but stopped on my walk, when I heard him say, "This takes so fucking bad. Make another one!".
I clinched my hand in anger and turned around, asking, "What?!".
"It tastes horrible! Make another one!" He repeated them and placed the cup back on the table.
I was on the verge of shouting at him but controlled myself, asking, "Why? What is wrong with it?!".
"Everything!" He replied with a smirk on his face.