Jasmine stretched her arms and body. She sleepily tried opening her eyes, but quickly shut it as the bright sun rays that pried through the curtains clouded her eyes. She intended to roll over but almost fell down. She jolted awake and immediately noticed she was on the couch.
She looked around the house, trying to get herself awake. She noticed the house was quiet, not like Damian was a noisy person though.
She checked the wall clock and realized it was 8 am. She stood up to go shower but decided to check on Damian first.
She walked but to his room and knocked, but there was no answer. She checked the study, but it was empty too. She made her way to her room, but met Damian walking up the stairs. He was casually dressed and he held a designer bag.
"You're awake" he sounded a little bit hesitant.
"Yh. Good morning. I thought you might have left for work".
His eyebrows creased "Am i to leave without you?"
"Oh... no. That's not what i meant".
"Take this". He said while handing her the bag. "You can use this. I will take you home after work. Is that okay with you? ".
"Alright".
Damian quickly made his way to his room. Jasmine stood, she watched him walk out as his back faded slowly.
He had kept her company the previous night. He was just there, switching channels. She wasn't sure he even had a wink of sleep.
Jasmine made her way back to her room. She had to make up for the days she had missed work.
*****
Immediately the car screeched to a stop. Jasmine looked up. She was surprised they were at The Keno's Enterprise. She abruptly looked up at Damian.
"Mr Keno, what is there anything i have to do? I need to go back to my company."
"Oh.. The press conference. Its today. We had to postpone it because of your sick leave." Damian briefly explained.
Jasmine's face turned pale. "What?! I... I.. But i don't partake in press conferences."
"I know that but this time around, you're in charge of the project. It was in the contract".
Jasmine breathed out heavily. Her hands became shaky. Her brows furrowed and she bit her lips hard. "Then cancel the contract. I don't want to do it".
Damian looked at her silently. He heaved a sigh and looked out of the window. "You can't cancel the like that. There is a penalty."
"I don't care. I'm not doing this". She stepped out of the car and proceeded to leave the company.
Damian grabbed her hands before she could go further. "Let's go upstairs."
"No! I don't want to". She said while shaking her hands off, but he didn't burge.
"Listen to me and don't make me drag you Mrs Norra". He said calmly.
"Do whatever you want... "
Before she could complete her statement, she didn't know how but she was already hung over his shoulders. "Put me down Mr Keno! How dare you?!" She yelled, punching his back.
But a big man like Damian didn't burge even for a bit. He carried her into the private elevator, not putting her down for a moment till they had reached his office. He opened an inner room in his office and put her down.
The moment she felt her feet on the floor, she faced him. She angrily swung her right hand direct to his left cheek. "How dare you! I said cancel the contract, i will any amount want".
Damian looked up at her, he stared at her for a minute. He let out and evil chuckle and said "You leave me no choice then".
He walked out of the room and closed the door. The moment Jasmine heard a click from the door, she instantly caught what had happened. Did he just lock her inside this room?!.