Sold To A Cold-hearted Billionaire

Jasmine dragged herself lazily to the bathroom. She brushed and had her bath. She picked a pink tank top and black shorts. She packed her hair in a tight ponytail.

She checked the list of things her aunt had written for her to buy for the kitchen. ' She's rich. Why doesn't she get a maid?'

She boarded a taxi to the grocery store where she got all the things her aunt had written on the list. She went back home and arranged the things which she had bought in their rightful places.

When she finished, she washed her face and applied little powder. She placed a call to her best friend Will.

"Hey handsome." She said.

" Hey beautiful." Will said, his voice cracking.

" Were you sleeping?"

" Nah. I just finished with some girl." Will teased.

" Pervert. Can we meet today?"

" Sure. I'll tell Francie and Todd."

" See you in twenty minutes. The usual restaurant." She said and hung up.

She boarded a taxi to Charles avenue. It was the last place her aunt would think to look. When she got to the restaurant, one of the biggest restaurants in town, she met only Will who was typing something on his phone.

" Hey handsome." She said and pecked his cheek.

"Clumsy." Will muttered.

" I heard you and I'm not clumsy, I'm beautiful. The most beautiful girl you've ever seen." Jasmine smirked.

" I wish." Will teased.

" Sorry we're late." Francie said as she came in with Todd.

" You're always late." Will teased.

" I know. Jasmine how did you escape furious today?" Todd asked as he took his seat.

" I didn't. She wasn't at home and I was bored." Jasmine smiled.

" Girl, you're eighteen and you still sneak out. Heaven knows if it was me I'd had ran out of that house." Francie said.

" That's why it isn't you. Besides she's my only family."

" Is she still tiring you. You know you could come work for me, I'll pay you." Todd teased and Jasmine hit him on his arm playfully.

" Guys I just heard the biggest news." Francie announced.

" I hope it isn't about a new restaurant coz I'm not about to try anything out." Will said looking at her.

" No it isn't. Michael Dixon is in Louisiana." Francie squealed.

" So fucking what?" Todd asked absentmindedly.

" Dude. The Micheal Dixon is in Louisiana, New Orleans to be precise and he's here to stay and you're behaving like an arse." Francie said.

" Girl you don't even the snub." Jasmine teased.

" I know him." Francie said frustrated. The kind of friends she had hates to attach themselves to the lives of celebrities. " I heard that he was here in Charles avenue."

" Who's telling you those news?" Will asked.

" Maria. She also said he's staying in Charles avenue." Francie said and they all laughed.

" You know you shouldn't believe all Maria says." Will said.

" Where precisely?" Jasmine asked.

"The Portchartrain hotel."

" That's like two streets from here." Todd said.

" If Micheal Dixon was really here, he'd have sent us all out to spend the evening alone." Jasmine teased.

" He doesn't just send people out. He's a good guy. A young billionaire about your age." Francie argued.

" Oh, he's so not my age." Jasmine hissed.

" Guys, let's forget about Micheal Dix... " Will couldn't remember the name.

" Dixon." Francie chirped.

" Whatever. Let's talk about ourselves."

They continued talking about other things. Francie announced that she got an admission into law school and Todd joined the Navy.

Will was still contemplating business administration while Jasmine wants to go to medical school but her aunt says she can't afford to train a dollop head in college.

Jasmine excused herself to use the bathroom when she came across a young man on his way. He was cute but she could sense the arrogant aura coming from him.

She entered the ladies room, did what she wanted to do and came out. She found the man who she saw earlier also coming out of the men's room.

" You're one sexy chick." The man murmured but Jasmine heard him.

" Excuse me?" Jasmine asked walking closer to the man.

" I said you have one sexy ass. I was looking for a whore for the night...."

" If you're looking for a whore, there are thousands of places of places you can find them in New Orleans." Jasmine snapped.

" Sexy and round. Love your ass by the way." The man smirked.

" I will not let you harass me with your words." Jasmine yelled already getting angry, she had quite the hot temper.

" What you gonna do if I harass you? Call security?" The man grinned and tried to touch her but Jasmine slapped him before he could touch her.

" You don't speak to any lady you see like a slut. You treat a woman with respect." Jasmine said fuming.

The man looked around to see if anyone was watches. He was relieved at first but his face turned sour when he saw about a dozen people staring.

" How dare you, you slut?" The man asked, his eyebrows creasing together. Jasmine raised her hands and gave him another slap. The man stared at her shocked. No one has ever raised a hand on him. But this girl did, not once but twice.

Jasmine walked past him and went to where her friends were.

" What took you so long?" Francie asked.

" I came across an annoying dude, he was harassing me, called me a slut..."

" Don't tell me you slapped him?" Francie asked

" I did, twice." Jasmine replied, her face red as that of a tomato. Francie turned and saw a man coming out of the direction of the restroom holding his face.

" Don't tell me he's the one...." Francie said praying that she would say no.

" If it was him, I'm sure he really said something really nasty to receive two slaps from a little lady." Will teased.

" I'm not little. He's the one. " Jasmine said and Francie gasped.

" You slapped Micheal Dixon! " Francie yelled and Jasmine looked at her like a fool.

" Stop joking." Jasmine said.

" You did. He's sure not gonna let you off." Francie said folding her arms.

" What?!" Jasmine said, her mouth dropped open in shock.

" What?!" Jasmine asked, her mouth dropped open in shock.

" You've got to learn to control your temper. Do you want to be single all your life?" Francie huffed.

" I gotta go. My aunt's calling." Jasmine lied as she picked her things.

" It doesn't matter if you run now, he'll surely find you." Francie said as she walked away and the boys looked at her weirdly. " What?" She asked innocently.

" Did you have to say that?" Will asked.

" If I don't she won't learn her lesson. She got to learn to control that temper of hers before she lands in a trouble she can't get herself out." Francie said and the boys sighed.

*****

" I can't believe you let a girl hit you like that." Oliver laughed after hearing Michael's story.

" Stop laughing." Michael said.

" What? It's funny."

" I won't let her get away that easy." Micheal said staring at her as she left the restaurant. Oliver followed the direction of his eyes and smiled.

" She is beautiful. What do you plan on doing?" Oliver asked.

" It's been a very long time since I had a woman in my bed. Oliver find out everything about her." Micheal said and Oliver eyed him.

" Can't you send someone else?" Oliver said.

"You're my best friend and the only person I trust." Michael winked.

" Sometimes I wonder if I'm your friend." Oliver murmured.

***

The next morning, Jasmine had her bath and came down for breakfast when she heard a knock on the door. She walked to the door and opened it.

" Hi sexy." He said smiling devilishly.

" What do you want?" Jasmine grunted.

" You know you are beautiful but rude." Michael smirked.

" I'm sorry about yesterday. I shouldn't have slapped you, I let my frustrations get the better of me." Jasmine said looking down.

" I'm not here for apologies. I'm here to take you to your new home personally."

" My new home?"

" Your aunt didn't tell you she sold you to me last night?"

" You're delusional."

" You should ask her yourself."

" Mr Dixon, you're here. I thought you would send someone instead of coming by yourself to pick this wench." Her aunt said while eyeing her.

" Aunt tell me it isn't true." Jasmine said pleading with her eyes for her aunt to say no.

" The young man already bought you last night. So get away. I don't want to meet you here when I come back." Her aunt said and turned to go back into the house.

" Aunt you can't just sell me like a piece of paper. I'm your only family." Jasmine said, tears threatening to drop from her eyes.

" I already have." Her aunt said and pushed her out.

" How much?" Jasmine asked looking intently at her aunt.

" Five million." Her aunt smiled.

" Am I that cheap? Am I that worthless to you?" Jasmine yelled.

" Get lost. I don't wanna see you here again." Her aunt said and closed the door on her.

" Aunt please, don't do this. I promise I'll work double time. I won't go to medical school again. Just let me stay with you." Jasmine cried banging the door.

" Stop wasting your tears." Michael said after watching both aunt and niece.

" You're evil. I hate you!" Jasmine yelled.

" Well you should have thought about that when you slapped me publicly." Micheal smirked. " Let's go."

" I'm not going anywhere with you!"

After much persuasion and argument, Jasmine followed Micheal to his mansion. He blindfolded her before they came down from the car.

****

Jasmine sat on the bed and cursed her aunt. She wished her parents were alive. Although she didn't have the perfect family, especially with her father but he still provided her with everything she needs without hesitation.

Her phone vibrated and she remembered she had kept her phone in her back pocket before she left the house.

"Hey, Will." She said with a shaky voice.

"Hey. Where are you? I'm at your place with Francie and Todd."

" What did my aunt tell ya?"

" She said you went to the museum. "

" She couldn't find a better excuse. "

" Seriously, Jasmine where are you?"

" She didn't tell you she sold me to some rich guy."

" What?! I don't understand."

" Don't say a word to the others. I'll give you the details when we meet again." She said and hung up.

**

" Did she say where she went?" Francie asked.

" No. She just ended the call." Will lied.

" I hope she's alright coz I don't trust her aunt. She could kill her." Todd murmured.

" I'm sure she's alright."

****

Michael walked into her room and met her asleep. He tapped her lightly and she opened her eyes slowly.

" What can I do for you at this time of the day?" She asked frustratedly.

" I'll be going out and I want you to clean my home. I hate dirt, so I want it to be as neat as glass. " He said demonstrating with his fingers.

" The whole house?" She asked. She knew the mansion was large and she can't possibly clean it all.

" Let's say the bedrooms for today, you can do the rest tomorrow." Michael said.

" I thought you were rich."

" I'm rich but I don't always need maids to do the cleaning. It'd better be done before I'm back." Michael said as he left the room.

***

Jasmine sluggishly stood up when he was gone and prepared herself for cleaning. She cleaned the mansion which she found out contains fourteen rooms. What does he need fourteen rooms for when he lives alone?

***

Michael came back late at night drunk and climbed the stairs sluggishly.

"Sexy are you here?" He slurped.

" You idiot." Jasmine murmured. She helped him climb the stairs and to his room. She tried to leave but he pulled her back and she fell on him .

" Let me go." Jasmine screamed struggling but he was stronger than her.

He turned her over making him on top. " You look sexy. I'll have you tonight." He said and ripped her clothes off her.

"Please no. Stop. I beg you! No!!!"

Jasmine sat in the bath and the tears poured freely from her eyes. Is this how her life was gonna be now? Was she going to be turned to a slave.

" Crying won't help you." She heard Micheal say.

" What have I ever done to you? Why do you hate me?" Jasmine cried.

" I hate women generally. You brought this upon yourself when you chose to humiliate me. I had to threaten life's to get that video from the air." Michael scoffed.

" I said I was sorry."

" Sorry doesn't count sexy. I have to pay you back for humiliating me and for being a woman of course." Michael snickered and left her alone.

" Curse you!"

*****

Michael ordered his secretary to get new dresses, mostly lingeries for Jasmine.

" You should eat, you know." He said to Jasmine who was only staring at her food.

" I can't." Jasmine snapped.

" What are you thinking about? Not like you were even a virgin." Michael mocked and Jasmine stood up in anger.

" I will not allow you insult me.Every one has their own pain. I try to live with mine so you learn to live with yours." Jasmine yelled.

" Sit down and eat your food." Michael ordered and Jasmine sat down slowly.

***

Michael's secretary gave her a short beige dress to wear. She wore it and looked at herself in the mirror. Gosh! She couldn't bend with that gown on.

" Can I wear something else?" Jasmine asked innocently.

" No. Boss says you must wear this one. Jasmine I'd advice you to listen to him. And also you shouldn't have slapped him." The secretary, Mira said.

" I know and I regret it. I thought he said he hates women. Why do you work for him?"

" He does but that doesn't mean he won't employ a competent one when he needs her. Sometimes I wish I was dead when I'm with him. His aura could kill." Mira said chuckling at the end.

" Guess I'll have to wear this." Jasmine murmured.

***

Oliver, Michael's best friend came to visit but he wasn't around. Jasmine sat at the mountain in the kitchen eating her cereals quietly.

" Hi." Oliver said jolting Jasmine.

" Who are you?" Jasmine asked.

" I'm Oliver, Micheal's best friend." Oliver said checking her out. She looked sexy on the dress she was putting on.

" Are you also a demon?" Jasmine mumbled but Oliver heard.

" I'm nothing like Micheal." He laughed.

" What are you doing here?"

" I came to see him. Do you know where he went?"

" You could ask his secretary."

" Maybe I could but she wouldn't know."

" Whatever." Jasmine continued eating her cereals paying no attention to the handsome man who had just walk in.

" Can I take you out?" Oliver asked after sometime.

"Seriously? Do all men need to be obvious?" Jasmine scoffed and stood up.

" I'm sorry if I was too rash. I meant no harm." Oliver apologized.

" Excuse me, I need to go to my room." Jasmine said and left the kitchen.

***

Michael came back late and drunk again. Jasmine was scared to help him, she didn't want to get raped again.

" Bitch come help me!" Michael slurped.

Jasmine looked at him like she's seen a ghost. She reluctantly went to him and helped him up. She helped him take off his shirt and put him to bed.

She walked out of the room and heaved a sigh of relief. No rape today!

She went to her room and slumped on the bed. She thought how her life has gone from bad to worse. She knew she didn't have the perfect dad but he provided everything for her and her mother but now they're both gone.

She heard a knock on her door and she sighed.

" Who is it?" She asked.

" It's me, Oliver." He said and she grunted. She sluggishly stood up and opened the door.

" I thought you've gone home." Jasmine hissed.

" I stay here most of the time. Can I come in?"

" Inside my room?"

" Yes. I'm not gonna hurt you. I just want to talk."

" Alright but you're sitting on the couch." Jasmine said and Oliver nodded. She moved a little so that he could enter the room before she closed the door.

" Does he always come home drunk?" Jasmine asked.

" Not always. Only when he wants to do something really nasty." Oliver winked.

" Like rape someone?" Jasmine murmured.

" Did he rape you?" Oliver asked holding her face.

" I.... Uh.... He... Yes."

" Why didn't you tell the police?"

" They won't do anything. He says he owns me now and the police won't spare me a glance."

" How much?" He asked. Jasmine was confused at first but she later knew what he meant.

" Five million."

" I'm sorry."

" It's okay. If this is my fate I have to accept it."

***

The next morning, Micheal was all sober. He had his bath and brushed. He placed a call across to Jasmine and had her come to his room.

Jasmine entered the room shaking with fear immediately she saw him naked. She knew what was gonna happen.

" Sit." He said but she stood. " I said sit down."

She sat down on the bed keeping a big distance from him.

" I felt cold and I need something to warm me up." He smirked.

" I could make you some tea." Jasmine said looking at her feet.

" I don't need tea. I need you." He said and someone coughed.

" Do you have to scare her this early?" Oliver asked as he walked into the room without knocking. " Get dressed dude."

Oliver signaled Jasmine to leave the room and she left smiling inwardly.

" Dude, I thought you were just gonna punish her by humiliating her but this is far from it. " Oliver said seriously.

" I was going to do that but I changed my mind." Michael grinned.

" Why? Because she's his daughter? The girl doesn't even know her father's sin and you're punishing for it by raping her..."

" Don't tell what to do."

" I'm not. She's still a naive little thing."

" It's none of my business. I bought her and I can do what I like with her." Michael said and stood up to wear his dress. Oliver shook his head and left the room.

" Sometimes I wonder how we became friends." Oliver murmured.