Revenge On The Scumbags

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AROUND 8:37 AM THE NEXT MORNINGBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Jasmine woke up due to the sound of running water disturbing her sleep. She squinted her eyes tiredly and tried to adjust to the brightness of the room.

When she coulld finally see clearly, she discovered that she was in an unfamiliar room. She gasped and jumped off the bed. She checked her body and was glad she was still claded in the clothes of last night.

She tried to remember what had transpired the last night and how she got there. She gasped and covered her mouth in shock and embarrassment when all the memories came rushing in.

She couldn’t believe she threw herself on the strange man. Not being able to cope with the embarrassment, she decided to leave quietly since he was still in the bathroom. She couldn’t bear to see his face.

She picked up her shoes from the floor and was about to sneak out when she heard a manly voice behind her.

“You’re finally awake. You’re leaving already???” He asked.

She stopped dead on her tracks immediately. Her back was still turned against the man. She closed her eyes briefly. It seems like her escape plan had failed.

“Don’t tell you’re leaving already.” She heard him say again and she sighed deeply. Well, it was inevitable. She had to face him and her actions sooner or later.

“Why couldn’t I control myself last night??” She berated herself silently.

“You know this conversation would be less awkward if you were facing me.” The man said again.

His voice alone was enough to turn Jasmine on. She could feel herself getting wet already.

“What the hell is wrong with me?? I just need to think of how I’ll let him forget about last night’s incident.” She warned herself silently.

“I’m still waiting.” The guy said with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Jasmine sighed deeply. Here goes nothing. She turned around slowly with her eyes glued to the floor.

“Good. Now don’t you think you have something to say to me?” She heard him ask and groaned inwardly.

“I’m so sorry for what I did last night. I was very drunk and I tend to make mistakes when I’m drunk. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” She said still staring at the floor like it was the most important thing to her.

“Do you really think it was a mistake??” She heard him ask so she nodded her head as a way of answering him.

“Well I don’t think so.” He said.

She squinted her eyes in surprise. What is he talking about?

“What if I say I liked it?” He asked confusing her more.

“What do you mean by…” The remaining words were stuck in her throat when she looked up to stare at him.

He was claded in only a towel that was wrapped inches below his waist. His muscular abs were were exposed and little drops of water were rolling down his strong manly chest.

His green orbs are to die for. Then his face, his cute face looked so heavenly that Jasmine was enchanted immediately by him. God really took his time when creating him. No doubt about that.

He smiled when he caught her openly checking him out.

“Like what you see??” He asked her.

His voice snapped her out of her reverie immediately.

“Yes.. I mean no.” She stutered out in embarrassment after being caught drooling over him.

“Well which one is it??” He asked enjoying seeing her flustered. She was numb for a moment but quickly regained her composure.

“No. I’m sorry again for what I did last night. Please forget it ever happened. I’ll like to take my leave now.” She said and attempted leave but he dragged her back. She gasped when her back met with his hot chest.

“You can’t leave now. You didn’t even thank me for saving you last night nor did I catch your name.” He said slowly turning her to face him.

“I’m sorry. Thank you for helping me.” She said looking up to stare at his green orbs.

“You’re welcome Ms….”

“Jasmine. My name is Jasmine.” She answered.

“Jasmine. You have a nice name.” He said.

She smiled loving the way her name rolled outperfectly from his mouth.

“Thank you.” She answered bashfully.

“My name is Carl Hemsworth. Nice to meet you Jasmine.” He said.

“Same here.” She said.

“Good. Now, we’re off to a good start.” He said letting go of his grip on her.

“Hmm. Thank you again but sadly I have to leave now. My friend would be worried about me.” Jasmine said worried that Rosalie would be panicked by now.

“Okay Jasmine. I just hope we’ll meet again.” He said.

“I doubt it.” Jasmine answered.

“You can’t tell baby. If it’s meant to happen, then it will.” Carl said.

Jasmine blushed heavily at his words.

“Well if you say so. I’ll take my leave now.” She said.

“Okay. Goodbye.” Carl said smiling.

“Bye.” Jasmine answered and left.

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Tyler stared at her unconscious body and sighed tiredly.

“Why is she still unconscious Mark?? I hope you gave her the right amount.” He asked staring at the Mike.

“I did Sir. She’s supposed to be awake now. I don’t know what’s wrong.” Mark answered.

“Okay. You can leave. I’ll take care of the rest.” He answered placing a bundle of dollar bills on his palm.

Mark’s eyes widened in excitement.

“Thank you so much sir.” He said bowing his head.

“You’re welcome. Now leave.” He said motioning to the door.

“Okay sir.” Mark answered and left happily.

Tyler stared at her unconscious body and placed her on the queen sized bed. He used his thumb to rub her cheek and smiled.

Her beautiful face looked so calm and peaceful when she’s asleep unlike when she’s awake.

“I doubt she would like what I did. But it’s still worth a try. I might manage to win her heart.” Tyler thought.

His breath stopped for a second when he saw her eyelids moving. He took in a deep breath when he saw her eyes fluttered open. Here goes nothing.

Rosalie’s eyes roamed around the room in an attempt to figure out where she was. Her eyes dilated in shock when it met with those dark brown orbs.

Reality dawned on her and she jumped off the bed immediately.

“What the hell Tyler.” She cussed out angrily.

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