When my parents had made this plan, I thought he was going to be hot, handsome… and hot. But what I'm seeing right now is far from my expectations.
Across from me was my supposed date, wearing a black suit as if he was going for his first interview. His golden brown hair was sleeked back, without a single hair out of place.
After my observation, I shook my head. He is not my type. Then, I leisurely took a sip of my wine.
"Like I was saying, you are totally my type. I mean, you are classic and know etiquette," he said, his eyes gleaming like a child with a jar of candy.
"You meant to say, because I'm rich?" I asked.
He chuckled. "I'm rich too," he intentionally waved his Rolex at me.
I chuckled at his gesture. What a brat.
The music filled the air, lightening the mood. The fancy lights and the classic decoration of the restaurant were screaming luxury.
"If you date me, I'll make sure you get everything you want. All you have to do is stay at home and cater to my needs and our children's," he added with a smile.
I chuckled again before pursing my lips together. "So you want me to be your housewife?" I asked, pointing at myself.
The idiot foolishly nodded his head.
"Roy Carter, I don't think this is going to work. Why not call it off?" I tried to sound as polite as much as I could.
He looked completely taken aback by what I said. "Why? We are getting along, I like you," he blurted out.
"I like your honesty. So I will be honest about myself too," I suggested with a sweet smile. I took a deep sigh before wearing a sad expression.
"I know you want me because you have heard of my flawless reputation." I paused, letting the tension heighten before I continued. "But I am far from that."
I pinched the edge of my nose. I hate trying to explain myself. I opened my bag, tossing pictures towards him.
He began to look at the pictures, the smile on his face disappearing as if he had seen a ghost. His hand trembled, anger burning in his eyes.
"Jasmine!" he yelled, slamming his hand on the table. The contents on it trembled from the impact. The other guests glanced our way with irritated looks.
"What? That's rude, calling me by my first name," I said, blinking innocently at him.
He loosened his tie as if it was suffocating him. If he had agreed to my request earlier, I might not have done this.
"If you don't call this off, I will send a copy of those pictures of you and your company doing illegal transactions, human trafficking, drugs, and many others," I said nonchalantly, taking another sip from my drink.
Roy gritted his teeth, his knuckles whitened. His eyes threw daggers at me before he took his phone, making a phone call. "Father, call off every engagement plan. She isn't the right choice for us… I'll tell you the details when I get home." He hung up.
A smile curved on my lips. His gaze returned back to me; the hatred in his eyes made me smile more. "I know you wish to gut me right now, but that's only a wish."
"Jasmine! Don't bite more than you can chew," his voice grew low and terrifying.
If it was other people, they would be shivering by now, but that won't work on me. "Get rid of that evidence!" he barked at my face before he stormed out of the restaurant.
I pursed my lips. "This steak is delicious." I returned back to my dish. I hummed in satisfaction as I chewed on it, the flavour burst in my mouth, sending me to the nine heavens.
After I finished eating, I walked out with a victorious smirk. A black BMW pulled up in front of me. A man in his late forties ran out and opened the door for me.
I gave him a nod of acknowledgment before entering the back seat of the car.
"Where are we going, young madam?" he asked, as he drove out towards the highway.
"The family estate."
I stared at the evidence I had gathered about Carter's illegal activities. I was contemplating if I should send it to the police. My finger hovered above the send button. I sighed. If I make a deal, I should keep my end of the bargain, right?
I looked out of the window. We were at a crossroad. My breath hitched when I saw a truck heading towards us with great speed. I relaxed a bit when I realized that it was a bit far from us.
Before I could blink, a car ran into us from the other side. The screeching of the tires filled the air before coming to a stop. My gaze turned blurry, blood seeping down my face. When I thought everything was over, then I saw the truck from earlier heading towards us.
I stared mindlessly at the incoming death. I never thought I would die in this way. There were still a lot of things I have to do. What will my parents do if they find out their only child is dead? A tear rolled down my cheeks.
The pain of watching my life slip away through my fingers like sand, made bile rising up my throat.
Everything became slow before my eyes, as if the universe was trying to mock at me. My heart pounded loudly against my chest, fear curling it way up through my veins.
'So this was how I was going to die?' Then…
Bang.
The impact sent a shudder through my body. A loud ringing sound tore through my head, and then everywhere went silent.
...…
My eyes opened to a dark, stinking room. The stench almost made me throw up. I blinked my eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness. My body ached as if I was run over by a truck… well, I was. The cold from the floor seeped into my skin, sending shivers through my arching body.
'But shouldn't I be at the hospital? Or could it be that I was abducted?' The thoughts swirled in my head.
'But why is it so dark?' A groan escaped my lips as I curled myself to the wall, my eyes flickered closed. Who knows how much time had passed since the accident.
My eyes shot open to the rattling sound of metal. The door burst open, the yellow dim light illuminated the room. Two huge men stood at the door.
"Come out, you little cunt," the words sent shivers down my spine.