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Logan rolls his eyes.
“You see, Jasmine,” he says, shaking a finger at me like I’m a naughty schoolgirl. “There’s the rub.”
“The rub?” I breathe. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t believe you,” he clarifies. “I know you’re not visiting a friend. I’ve never seen you before this morning, and while I don’t know all the women living here, I would definitely remember you. So who are you, and what are you doing in my house?”
Oh crap. There’s no escaping this line of questioning because Mr. Daniels has me trapped, literally and figuratively. What do I do now?
5
Logan
At my question, Jasmine’s beautiful brown eyes go wide, her plump lips parting in fear. Oh shit, I didn’t mean to scare her. That was never my intent, but the curvy girl’s also driving me crazy and I couldn’t help but follow her to the kitchen.
After all, she looks gorgeous. The dress code for tonight is lingerie, and I’m used women dressed in all sorts of see-through outfits. I thought I’d seen it all. But Jasmine’s different. She’s curvy, lush, and resembles Aphrodite rising out of the sea, beautiful and voluptuous on her seashell. To be honest, it has me losing all sense of decorum. It’s taken every ounce of self-control not to pounce on the woman and begin ravishing her sweetness. But I’ve been good so far. I just don’t know how much longer I can last.
Plus, I didn’t expect Jasmine to show up without her friend. What was that woman’s name? Lily? Does Lily even exist? Something fishy is definitely going on because most ladies melt when I’m in their presence. But Jasmine’s been ducking my questions and avoiding eye contact, so it’s time to get this issue resolved. Yet, I don’t want to scare her, so it’s best to tone things down.
“Okay, what’s the real reason you’re here, sweetheart?” I ask in a gentler manner, my voice low. “Don’t be afraid. You can tell me.”
Jasmine blushes and looks away, and once again, I’m astounded by how beautiful she is. The dim lighting of the pantry isn’t particularly flattering, but the way it’s gleaming off her curly brown hair and casting shadows from her thick, long eyelashes down her cheeks has me captivated.
“I, umm,” she stammers, seemingly searching for the words. “Well, I was in a relationship.” Jealousy crashes through me instantly at the thought of her being with another man.
“Was?” I ask, one black brow arched. “What does that have to do with your presence here?”
Jasmine takes a deep breath, averting her eyes once again.
“Well, it didn’t end so well.”
“Why?” I insist.
She sighs, still not meeting my eye. “He was abusive, and, you see, I had to get away. He tried to stop me from leaving and it was a whole thing. Luckily my friend, Lily, invited me to come stay here for a while. She told me about the harem and everything, and I’m fine with it! Kudos to you, Mr. Daniels, for keeping a harem!” she says in a bright tone.
Okay, this is obviously false.
“You can tell me what’s really going on,” I growl. “Don’t lie, Jasmine.”
The brunette bites her lip, staring at her feet again.
“Okay, the truth is that I have nowhere else to go.”
“Okay,” I drawl. “That’s true of a lot of the women here. What else? What are you leaving out?” I ask in a cool tone.
She looks up then, brown eyes wide.
“Why do you think I’m leaving something out?” she stammers.
I shrug.
“I didn’t get this rich without some pretty shrewd people skills,” I grimace. “So I know when someone is lying to me. But usually, it’s sleazy businessmen trying to cheat me in a deal.Theirreason I can understand. Now tell me: what’s yours?” Jasmine hesitates, and I can sense that whatever facade she’s trying to uphold is starting to crumble. “Who are you protecting?” I add, sensing this is the reason she’s fibbing. The curvy girl is a nice person. I know she is. Whatever reason she has for concocting this scheme, it’s not vindictive, it’s not for herself. To my relief, Jasmine sighs, putting the bag of candy back on the shelf.
“Okay, you got me. There’s no abusive boyfriend.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“You could have fooled me,” is my sarcastic reply.
