INSEPARABLE LOVE CHAPTER 8

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CHAPTER 8
"Wow!"
"What!?"
"He is so cute. So..delicious."
She glared at her.
"He is mine. Don't forget why you here. Let me tell you something Jas. We may be sisters but when it comes to Stevie we will never share. He is mine and mine alone. Am I making myself clear?"
"Sure!" She rolled her eyes.
"I didn't hear that."
"Can I go inside now?"
The two ladies had parked their car opposite Stevie's company. He had entered the building when Jasmine spotted him. Since she had seen his pictures in Bianca's phone.
"I don't know if I am able to trust you, after your compliments. I want to know something."
"And that is?"
"You will never betray me. Am I right?"
"Of of cause, I will never do that," she faked a smile.
"Good! There we go and good luck."
"Thanks!" she said getting out of the car.
Bianca watched her as she crossed the road heading the direction to Stevie's Company. Jasmine turned around and saw Bianca staring at her. She waved her hand and kept her eyes focused on the road.
"Who does she think she is? My boss," she said loudly to herself. "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a person talking to herself," she said to some lady who stared at her as she stopped fixing her hair, getting it all messy.
Dressed in old clothes and torned shoes. She walked inside the office.
"Good m..," she gestured her to sit.
"What can I do for you? You smelling bad."
If it wasn't for the pretence, she could have knocked her down on the floor. She clenched her fist and let herself to calm down by taking a deep breath.
"I am looking for a job."
"Dressed like that? Even my boss will kick you out. There is no vacancy. You can get out now."
She knelt down on the floor.
"Please I ne.."
"Do you want me to call security?"
"You bas..," she stopped. "Now let me see your boss," her voice sounding hoarse. "Tell him that I want to see him if you want to live another day. Now!" she banged her fist on the table.
"Ok k k k," she stammered and immediately called Stevie. She put the phone down. "You caaa can go."
"Thank you sweetheart and if you dare tell your boss what just happened," she showed her the knife. "The heart. Are we together?"
"Yes!"
She went to Stevie's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" he responded.
She opened the door and BOOM their eyes met. She walked slowly to his desk, her eyes on him. For a moment her nerves almost got the better of her. He was handsome. She had to remain as calm and detached as possible. So much was riding on her pretending to be someone that she is not.
"Hie!" He smiled.
A smile that sent shivers down her spine. She had done a research on him but never thought that he will appear so handsome. Now he understood why Bianca was obsessed with him.
"Hello, sir. I am," she paused, almost wanting to give up as she loooked at him, his dark eyes as bleak as a starless night.
"Are you okay?"
He had to ask because she couldn't look aside but him. Must have been love at first sight for her.
"Stevie is mine and mine alone," her words ran through her mind. She could see her face.
Remembering what Bianca had said to her. She had to do it.
"I am looking for a job," she said with a low voice.
She knelt down on the floor
"Please sir. Help me. My mother is dying in the hospital. We don't have money for the operation. Help me," crocodile tears.
Stevie rose from his chair, strode across the thick carpet until he stood at her side. He helped her to sit up and gave her a handkerchief.
"You are beautiful. It doesn't suit you to cry," he said softly.
He moved back to his desk and gestured her to sit, the muscles of his a rippling beneath his white shirt snagging her attention. She sat down. Getting distracted by his good looks would not help her through this. And hadn't she promised Bianca never to fall in love with Stevie. He sat behind his desk, his dark eyes watching her.
"I am looking for a job, " she tried to keep her voice steady and devoid of emotion.
"I heard that and I am sorry about your mother. I can imagine what you are going through but unfortunately we have nothing here."
"What?!" she exclaimed. "I can clean the offices, please. I have been walking ..and you look like a good person. Help me, please."
Why was he being so cold? She had to carry on with the act before she lost all confidence in her plan. For Bianca she had to do it.
"I have no wish for myself but my mother to get better."
He laced his long fingers together in front of him on the desk in a relaxed fashion. She took a deep breath and looked directly into his eyes. She musn't show any nerves, any fear.
"Like I said it before lady. No job here. How much do you need? I just need you to get out of my office. I have so many things to worry about right now. I feel pity for you. I will pay for the operation," he gave her the money. "Now get out."
"But sir I don't need the m.."
"Get out! Dammit!" he shouted.
She quickly got up and ran out of his office.
"What's wrong with him?" she said to herself confused.