"I vehemently decline your offer," Jasmine said as she stepped out of the car.

"Get prepared to be call a b*tch and a sl*t by all the ladies in the club because I am sure you are gonna hear a lot of it tonight," Catherine said sarcastically staring at Jasmine now standing outside the car.

"I have heard those words way too often to get affected by it. Moreover, it is not my fault that their men find me more attractive. They should question the goddess of beauty for giving me such a perfect face and body figure if they are jealous. Who knows the goddess of beauty might take pity on them if she is in a good mood," Jasmine said proudly before she walks elegantly towards the entrance of the club.

"That friend and boss of mine have a way of annoying others with her words. I am certain one of the ladies in there will attack her if she dares speak with so much pride. Anyways why bother about someone attacking her. Whoever attacks her will be the one lying in a hospital for at least two months and not her," Catherine said starting at her disappearing figure. She signalled the driver to zoom off after seeing Jasmine enter the club.

Jasmine mere presence in the club garners a lot of attention. The idle ones stare at her until they began salivating and even those who were busy with their various women abandon what they were during and stare at her lustfully.

Her long seductive legs were something they could not resist lusting after. They all wished they could have a feel of those tempting legs that drives every man that sets eyes on them crazy.

They all lusted after her red sexy lips. Those lips that looked like she just finished sucking a man's blood.

Her exposed collarbone and slightly exposed breast was something they all wanted to have a taste of. They wanted to have a feel of how bouncy her two treasure was.

"She is a true definition of perfection," A man who was previously making out with his girlfriend only to be bewitched by Jasmine beauty and charms mumbled to the hearing of his girlfriend. The lady violently pushed her off her body when she heard her man praising another woman in her presence.

Jasmine's body was something they could fantasize about but cannot afford.

Some men who were bold enough to approach her all got the same reply," Sorry but I am booked for the entire night. You can try your luck some other times,".

What was even more annoying was that she was smiling sweetly at them while saying these words.

After about five minutes of walking around the storey building club, she finally found him sitting in the darkest part of the club on the ground floor.

"I have finally found him at last," Jasmine remarked feeling so relieved. She quickly approaches the table he was sitting down on.

She sat down on the opposite couch with her legs crossed without even uttering a word. Mike frowned when a lady walked out of nowhere and sat on his booked table.

"Sorry but that chair is reserved for another person," Mike said trying to sound polite.

"Somebody else even more pretty and charming than me?" Jasmine said as she removed her masked. Mike was surprised to see that she was the one.

"Jasmine, you actually came," Mike said smiling delightfully. He looked so excited to see Jasmine. He thought Jasmine came because of the message she wrote to him not knowing that she had an ulterior motive for being there.

"Didn't you come here with hopes that I would show up? Wouldn't you have called me a heartless wench if I stood you up for the second time?" Jasmine said smiling seductively at him.

"No, I wouldn't have called you a heartless wench because you are too beautiful and elegant to be referred to as such. Instead of a heartless wench, you should be called the goddess of elegance because no woman on earth can beat you in times of that," Mike complimented flirtatiously. He quickly switched seats.

"All men and women refer to me as the world's number one heartless wench. You are the strangest man on earth to call me a goddess," Jasmine said playing along with him.

"It isn't my fault that they can't see what I am seeing. They must have been blind not to see the goddess sitting beside me for who she is," Mike said as he took the initiative to hold her left hand. He put it in his hands and caressed them gently.

He sure has a honeycomb mouth but he picked the wrong lady if he thought that those sweet words will work on me.

Jasmine thought still maintaining her smiling face.

I am the one who makes men of all kind mellow under the sound of my sweet voice and my electrifying touch. Reverse has never been the case so I suggest that he stops wasting his energy. He should save it for later because he is really gonna need it.

Jasmine thought as she pretentiously removes her hand from his hands.

"Your words are too beautiful for me to handle his sweetness, you might get yourself into big trouble if you continue saying such beautiful words to me," Jasmine said as she playfully places her left hand on his right thigh. She rubs his laps flirtatiously like she was playing.