Christine was finally discharged from the hospital after a few days. Christain and Jasmine picked her up and they went to the ice cream shop before heading back home.
Things were finally back to normal just like the good old days. Jasmine's heart swelled with joy seeing Christine's glowing and happy face.

When they got to the house, Jasmine wore a grey cardigan and left to get some groceries. Raymond had told her he would be coming over to the house after work and she wanted to prepare something special for tonight.

She got outside and as she waited for a taxi, the tires of a black SUV screeched behind her and before she could turn, a black bag was pulled over her head, covering her face. She tried to scream but all that came out were muffled sounds as the bag was pulled tight. Fear gripped Jasmine, her breathing labored as she struggled to free herself.
She felt strong arms pull her off the ground and carry her inside the car.
She could feel herself slipping into the darkness as she had inhaled a toxic stench from the bag. She couldn't feel her body and instantly, she fell into a deep slumber.

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"So you finally decided to call me Raymond. Why haven't you been taking my calls or replying to my emails? Didn't your secretary inform you that I called?" Raymond's lawyer said over the phone.

"I'm sorry man, I've been really busy and kept forgetting to call you back." Raymond told him as he stepped out from the elevator on the 12th floor and went to his office.

"Of course you were." His lawyer muttered and Raymond chuckled.

"Hey Mitch, you haven't told me about the meeting with Mr Mahesh. Is the contract signed?" Raymond asked as he sat down on his chair and turned on his system.

His lawyer sighed. "That's why I've been calling you for the last three days but you wouldn't return my calls. Mr Mahesh refused to sell his company to us."

"What!" Raymond exclaimed, a confused look on his face. "What do you mean he refused? You were supposed to make sure that he signed the contract."

"You think I didn't try? The old fool changed his mind already and gave his company to his fucking grandson without informing us," his lawyer said in an angry tone.

"He did what!" Raymond exploded. He couldn't believe what his lawyer had told him.

"That's exactly what he did. I'm damn sure it was John's idea all along. Mr Mahesh wouldn't give me a reason for changing his plans. I almost punched the man during the meeting." his lawyer said.

"Fuck." Raymond raked a hand in his hair. His eyes squinted in anger and he loosened his tie.

"Do I call the buyers off?" His lawyer asked.

"No don't. I'll take care of the matter." Raymond hung up. He let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed his forehead. He told Jeremy through the intercom to contact Mr Mahesh office. Mr Mahesh's secretary informed him that Mr Mahesh was out of town.
When he tried John's office, his secretary told him that John was unavailable.

"Fuck!" Raymond slammed his fist hard on his desk, cussing angrily.
This couldn't be happening. He had to get back the company from John no matter the cost. He shut his laptop and grabbed his coat and car key and left the office.

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Jasmine awoke with a groan and when she tried to open her eyes everywhere was dark and then she realized that the bag was pulled off but she was blind folded.
She couldn't move her body as she was bound tight to a chair.

Blood pounded hard in her ear and her breathing got rough. Fear and anxiety gripped her tight, her heart beating loud in her chest.
Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine herself in the hands of kidnappers. She had never felt such fear in her life and it terrified her to the core.

She wriggled her hand to free herself but the more she moved, the more pain she felt on her wrist.
She went still as the door opened and she heard footsteps. She swallowed the big lump in her throat, her heart racing fast as the footsteps came closer.

The blindfold was pulled off roughly. She squeezed her eyes and opened it slowly. Her eyes were blurry as the blindfold had been on her for a long time. In her hazy vision, she saw a muscular man in a black suit standing in front of her.
She blinked away the blur from her eyes and she saw the man's face clearly. His face was hard and his brown eyes glared at her with a viciousness she'd only seen in movies.
The room had no furniture and was only lit by a single bulb.
Jasmine's heart jumped to her throat and back to her chest when she saw a gun in the man's hand. She felt cold and sweaty, hot sweats drenched her body.

"If you try to make a sound, I'll put a bullet through your fucking brains," The man said in a low rasped voice and touched her chin with the gun.

She felt the guns' coldness on her skin and she swallowed hard, staring at the scary man without blinking or breathing.

"Get away from her V, you're scaring the shit out of her."
Jasmine was so scared that she didn't hear the door open and another man walked in.

"Sorry boss," V said as he stepped aside and Jasmine saw the other man.
He was handsome and tall, dressed in a white t- shirt and black pants. He looked familiar and Jasmine tried to remember where she had seen such a face.

"Hello Jasmine, it's been awhile. Aren't you happy to see me after all these time?" The man grinned and stood in front of Jasmine.

She knew it. She had met the man before, but where? She gazed at him, trying hard to remember her encounter with the man.

"Oh sweetie, don't you remember?" The man had a crooked smile on his face and Jasmine's eyes shot wide in shock as she recognized that smile.

"You!"
A cold shiver ran down her spine and her jaw dropped. She couldn't believe who she was staring at. It made no possible sense to her.

"Yes baby, it's me." John smirked and put a hand in his pocket.

Jasmine thought that John was just a rich man, who harrased women sexually for fun before letting them work for him, but she'd thought wrong. John was a psychopath.

He was obsessed with control and  would do everything in his powers to take possession of anything or anyone. Loosing was his worst enemy and anytime he loosed in a game or business contract to anyone, he made the person his prey. He could never accept defeat and so he would let his target live for three months, watching their every move until the days were over, then he would capture them, torture them and kill them.

It was a game he'd played for years and as the son of a billionaire, the police couldn't pin any murder on him as he always made a clean escape.

What Jasmine didn't realize was, the day she walked out of John's office after kicking his ass, she was his next target. He'd sent his men to watch her every move and he had pictures of Jasmine hidden in his private office.
No woman had ever laid a hand on John and it infuriated and aroused him when Jasmine had hit him.
He had watched Jasmine for four months because he became interested in her when he realized how close Raymond was to her.
John had always despised Raymond and he couldn't wait to crush Raymond once he was done with Jasmine.

"Surprised?" John grabbed her face in his large palm and leaned closer. Jasmine was panting hard, his hot breath fanning her face. "By the time I'm done with you Jasmine, you're gonna regret ever rejecting my offer and laying your filthy hands on me."

"Please John you don't have to do this. I..."
Her words were cut off with a cry as he'd hit her hard on the cheeks. Tears filled her eyes as the sharp pain stung her. It'd felt like she was hit with a brick.

"Shut the fuck up." He hissed, pointing an index finger at her. "I do the talking here Jasmine."

"Fuck you!" She spat blood on his face, her breathing ragged. She knew she had just signed her death wish by doing that.

John wiped out the blood from his face as he let out a sigh. He signaled to V and the man gave John a nod and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

John gritted his teeth and balled his fist tight. "You bitch!" John gave her a hard punch on her stomach and it felt like the air left her lungs in one swift motion.

She cried in pain and coughed, panting hard. The pain was excruciating and she struggled to breathe through her mouth. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, her chest rising and falling roughly.

John grinned and grabbed her face tight. "You are mine Jasmine." He had an evil grin on his face as he licked her cheeks with his tongue.
She cringed under his touch, closing her eyes and tried to turn away but he held her face tight.

And then she felt his lips crushing on her hard. She shut her lips tight as he tried to force his tongue in her mouth.

"Open up bitch." He sneered and punched her again on the stomach.
She whimpered, squeezing her eyes tight, refusing to open up.

"I said, open your fucking mouth!" He bellowed and punched her, this time with more force.
She cried out in great pain and her lips parted and he consumed her with his mouth.
His kiss was hard and punishing and fierce, that it left her struggling to breathe. He grabbed her left breast and squeezed it tight and she let out a cry in her throat. She wriggled and squirmed to pull away from him but it was to no avail. She was bound tight to the chair and she felt helpless.

Her stomach burned in pain and feeling exhausted she let him do as he pleased. More tears flowed from her eyes and he bit on her lower lips hard.
He pulled away from her, his eyes dark and devilish.

She looked away from his taunting glare, gasping for air. She felt exposed, naked and dirty....he had marked her.

He had a smirk on his face as he rolled up the sleeve of his shirt. "Now let's get down to business." He licked his lips and walked over to the wall.
Her eyes slowly followed his movement and she watched as he pushed out a brick from the wall and the wall opened and another wall came out.

Jasmine paled, her eyes shot wide in horror and her jaw dropped. She was sweating hard, her breath frozen as she stared at the deadly weapons hanging on the wall. There were cuffs, cords, horse whips, butcher's knives, chain saws, axe arranged neatly on the wall.

She'd thought that John would only rape her but seeing those weapons, she realized that he had other plans for her.

Oh no!!!!
What's John gonna do to Jasmine!