Alex hurriedly pressed the buttons that secluded Jason's office and got in. He had not been in constant communication with Jason, who had not been in the office for three days.It was because of Beverly, a girl that he had stopped discouraging Jason from chasing after. He realized that she was a good form of distraction. Now that she was gone, it was going to be an eye-opener for Jason and he might be more alert at work than ever. He needed to do what he wanted before it became too late. He looked around to ensure that no one was there at first before he got into the office. He was in search of the production order that Jason had signed for the pharmaceutical company and kept aside. The African partners had already sent in the raw materials and production was yet to commence in full force. If he let Jason get back fully on his feet, he may not be at liberty to do what he wanted to do. He headed to Jason's desk, looking around again to ensure that no one was there before he beg

Jason stood up in a hurry as he heard the news. He headed towards the door and headed out, with Jasmine following him as he headed to his father's suite.    A paramedic was already there, and doing resuscitation. Jason came and stood beside the paramedic as he worked so hard to get his father breathing again.    "Has anyone called an ambulance?" He yelled immediately.  "They are on their way," a housekeeper informed him.    The ambulance siren had already been heard but the paramedic did not relent. He kept on trying to resuscitate him until Mr. Abbott gasped for breath.    Jason and the other housekeepers breathed a sigh of relief. The paramedi

Jasmine was still skeptical about going on a date with Jason. It had been three weeks already, and he had pestered her the entire time about having alone time with her. She had finally sent him a message and agreed to a date with him, but as she stood before the mirror that morning, looking at her tall, shapely frame in the mirror, she was not sure if it was the best idea. It was not because of Jason. He was sweet and gentle and he had succeeded in convincing her that he wanted something genuine with her. It was her. She felt inadequate and incomplete. She did not know if she would fit into Jason's world. She was not sure that she was competitive enough for Beverly. She knew what Beverly looked like. She had seen her in the blogs as she read about Jason after the first day they met. Beverly was too stunned for a woman who was thirty. From her long, thick, dark hair, to her well-rounded hips, and silky skin, she was so beautiful. No wonder Jason was after her like a hungry child.

Jasmine spread her legs, the short dress giving her an advantage as she proceeded to straddle him. Jason was taken aback by her actions but he was so expectant of what was going to happen. "What are you up to now?" He asked her. "I thought you wanted me to be your girlfriend," she said. "Let me take care of you," she whispered in his ears before she brought her lips to his.Jason's plump lips were soft against hers. He started devouring her slowly and as though ignited by an unseen force, he pressed her slender frame close to him, so that her back was slightly arched. His hands dropped to her waist first, and without his lips leaving hers, he made her grind against him slowly, making Jasmine let out a moan on the slight contact with his already brewing hardness. Her core was getting warmer and she was sure that she was already dripping wet for him."What do you want me to do to you tonight?" He asked her, slightly fondling her ass. As though she suddenly came back to her senses,

Jason did not think of Jasmine when the call came in from the hospital. His father was in an intensely critical condition. It was what the doctor had said. Without any hesitation, he grabbed his keys from the counter and dashed out of the house to go to the hospital. He was still tense as he drove to the hospital and he had no idea what to do. He took out his phone and dialled Caleb immediately. He did not answer on the first ring and Jason hung up, flinging the phone to his side, so it hit hard against the door and fell back on the seat. When he got to the hospital, he quickly dashed to the ward. He flung open the door, but his father was not there. The sheets were neatly folded, and all the machines were turned off. Even the lights were a little dim. "I'm late!" He cried out as tears streamed from his eyes on impulse. "Jason," someone called out. He turned around immediately to see the nurse who had been taking care of his father walking up to him. "Why are you crying?" She asked