Jasmine's POV
Monday came like a blur. It took everything in me to get over what happened between my boss and I Friday evening. I wished he would have at least listened to what I had to say.
What did I expect? He was Evan Hollen. One of most powerful and successful twenty five year old males in all of America. People paid homage to this man-- loved by many, hated by few, but respected by everyone.
I, on the other hand, was a mediocre black woman who could only afford an apartment and couldn't save her mother's life, now that she was depending on it.
I heaved a frustrated sigh as I walked up to the elevator at my work place. I gathered myself together and erased my emotions and feelings. I had to act professional and forget about what happened with Mr. Hollen.
I walked out of the elevator and slowly headed to my desk. Once there, I started my desktop computer and began checking emails so I could respond to them.
The doors to
Evan's POVAs the clock struck twelve, I was out of my office and into my Lamborghini and driving towards my mansion. Apart from the mansions I owned in Paris, Italy, London, Indonesia, Canada and Bora Bora, I loved the one in Brooklyn the most. I never called it home though. To me, a home was having someone or a family to go to, and I didn't.Mom had already called me three times to ask if I was ready for the trip to the Cayman Islands.Jessica roamed around the house and I headed straight for my shower. I shampooed my hair, took a long shower, and changed into a simple T-shirt and pants with sneakers.Afterwards, I dropped Jessica off at her work place. She wanted me to be intimate with her but I wasn't into her like that anymore. The feelings had faded and I was only tolerating her presence to get rid of the feelings that were building for Jasmine.I did not want to be involved with any of my employees.As I arrived at my p
Jasmine's POVAfter work on Tuesday, I went to the hospital to see my mom. I walked slowly to the room she was in. I hated hospitals. The scent of antibacterial cleaning products lingered in the halls and it always felt like the cold hands of death were reaching for me.I pushed in room fourteen and saw my mother lying down on the bed with machines attached to her to help her breathe, a mask over her nostril area to flow oxygen to her lungs, and a monitor beeping to indicate her heart rate. She looked like she was asleep. Or dead."Mom, I'm here. I know you're slipping away from me and Zenia as the days go by, but I'll do something to get that money so you can have a successful lung transplant. I can't let you die knowing I've done absolutely nothing to save you. I don't care if I have to sell my body to make that money, I'll do it for you Mommy."I buried my face at the side of my mother and I began crying bitterly. I hated seeing her like
Evan's POVI was already tired of seeing sea water and seasickness had come onto me. I just wanted to to be back in my office, in my chair, doing what I loved to do most. Work. I shouldn't have agreed to come on this god forsaken sea voyage.I laid in my cabin and tried to relax and stop having regrets.We had finally arrived at the Cayman Islands at night fall. The captain docked the boat at an island called Grand Cayman, which is the largest of the three islands.The Cayman Islands are made up of three islands: Grand Cayman, Cayman Brac and Little Cayman. The largest, Grand Cayman, has a cosmopolitan vibe, gourmet restaurants, world-class diving and the famous Seven Mile Beach. Cayman Brac is a nature lover's paradise with stunning diving and breathtaking walks along the rocky bluff. The smallest island, Little Cayman, is home to just one hundred and fifty people. Visitors, like myself, enjoy the relaxed atmosphere and sunny sky.&nbs
Jasmine's POVWhen I got home from an exhausting day at the office, I threw myself down on the couch. It was obvious that Mr. Hollen was absent because the work load had gone into oblivion and beyond and nothing was going smoothly. Meetings after meetings were rescheduled and put off, deadlines weren't being met, and the list went on.When Mr. Hollen gets back, he's going to flip out.My cellphone rang, causing me to leap. I looked at the number.Unknown.I hated answering unknown numbers but I answered anyway."This is Jasmine," I spoke."Hello Jasmine. It's Dr. Shannon from the hospital."My heart stopped."Your mother is awake and she wishes to see you and your sister."My heart started beating again."Thank you. We'll be there as soon as possible.""Okay. Goodbye.""Goodbye."I got up and went to find my sister.
Jasmine's POV"Jasmine. I've missed you so much baby. How are you?" his voice spoke.I froze, hysteria coming over me as I tried to control my tears and emotions.Why was he calling me? What did he want?For my entire life, I had only been involved with one guy and one guy only. And that took place at my old college when I was twenty.Bradley Pittsburg and I dated for a year and a half and, when we were about to graduate, he dumped me out of nowhere, without an explanation or a reason.I was so madly in love with him, he was my first everything, but he showed himself, broke my heart and treated me like dirt. I always assumed that he was cheating all along, or he desperately wanted to move on with someone else. What ever the reason was, it still haunted me because I was such a good girlfriend to him. Since the break up, I separated myself from everyone else, especially my friends, thinking that they would eventually walk awa
Evan's POVWednesday came quickly and I was finally heading back to my company.I had flown out of the Cayman Islands on Tuesday afternoon when I received an important phone call from Josh that stated that I would have to be present on Wednesday morning to seal the deal with a fortune company we'd e been targeting for over a year now.I pulled into my private parking spot in my black metallic Audi. I took the private elevator up and arrived at my floor. I stepped out of the elevator and adjusted my tie as I strolled towards my office. I was stopped on the way there by an overwrought secretary."Mr. Hollen. Welcome back sir. Sir, these are the papers... and the documents... and the dates and times of the..." she was going on and on.I scooted past her and went directly into my office without a word.For Pete's sake, what the hell happened when I left?Miss Blackman knocked. I knew it was her."C
Jasmine's POV"I didn't know you knew Bradley Pittsburg," a voice quipped from behind me and startled me, briefly, before I turned around in my chair and saw Mr. Hollen leaning on the closed door, hands inside his pants pockets, looking at me with raised eyebrows."Umm, yeah... I've known him since college," I answered.His grey eyes locked on me, burning me to my soul. He twitched his bottom lip as if he had a distasteful substance in his mouth. He straightened his posture, and his suit, and I couldn't help but to see how damn sexy and even more handsome he was; but he was upset about something. I knew he was having a hectic day but he was looking at me like he wanted to send me to my grave.What did I do wrong this time?"So you two were close?" he asked, coming over to my desk.Mr. Hollen had never been interested in my personal life, or even asked about it, but now here he was asking about Bradley.What's up
Jasmine's POVThe burning sensation in my chest wasn't from any happiness or lust; it was from the anger getting stored there; and I kept my sanity because I couldn't be completely bothered by Mr. Hollen and Jessica Hills. I had a younger sister to look after and a dying mother to worry about.Although it did come as a shock at first because he was described as a 'playboy bachelor'; in a funny kind of way, I was happy he was finally settling down with someone.I just hated it was her.________________________At the end of the day I gathered my things and stuffed my belongings into my bag. I refreshed myself with a glass of water and headed for the elevator. As I got in he got in with me."Hi," he greeted with a smile I'd never seen."Good afternoon, sir.""Can we talk?""About what, Mr. Hollen?""About us."My eyes popped out of their sockets as my ears collected his words. Us?