She afterwards refused to talk to Jackson again. Within the space of ten minutes, she has divulged too much information about herself, she was afraid of saying what she shouldn't say out of carelessness.

Jackson standing beside Jasmine frowned when he realised how Jasmine's long hair was disturbing her.

He left the kitchen only to come back before she felt his absence.

"Don't move," Jackson who saw Jasmine try to turn around because of his sudden closeness to her cautioned.

"Why do you have the habit of hugging me from behind? If you want me to wear an apron or tie up my hair, can't you hand over the apron to me instead of trying to do it yourself?" Jasmine whom Jackson was hugging from behind in a bid to tie the apron complained.

"That is because I love doing it," Jackson blurted out without even thinking.

"What did you just say?" Jasmine who didn't hear his words clearly asked for him to repeat his words.

"I said always wear an apron whenever you want to cook. It is also advisable you tie your hair or cover it with a cap whenever you want to cook ok?" Jackson lied not knowing that Jasmine heard part of the words he said.

"But that is not what you said," Jasmine said as she turned to face him.

"Ice Prince, do you perhaps delude yourself into thinking that you are safe just because I have gotten what I want?" Jasmine asked. it was as if she read Jackson's mind.

"Ice Prince, don't keep on testing my self-control just because you said that you are in love with another lady because I don't give a damn about your feelings for her. I am a very dangerous woman so keep your distance from me if you don't want me to pounce on you," Jasmine advised as she pokes Jackson's chest with her index finger.

"Is your self-control so thin that getting close to you arouses you? I haven't even touched you and you are on brink of pouncing on me, will you then eat me up if I tease you as you did to me?" Jackson paused in the process of tying the apron.

"Are you saying just to avenge yourself you are ready to put yourself on the line? Will you be able to handle the consequences?" Jasmine said as she places her hand on his chest. She cared less about the fact that she might stain his shirt. She began teasing him.

Goddamn it! Why does she always have the upper hand each time I try to seduce her? And why do I always lose to her each time?

Jackson thought with gritted teeth.

"Jasmine, aren't you gonna continue cooking. I am starving," Jackson lied as he held her hand which had began to move southwards. He quickly slipped away before Jasmine could realise what he was up to. He stopped and turn to stare at her when he was in front of the entrance to the kitchen.

"Call me if you need assistance because I will be right outside," Jackson said before he turned and walk away.

"He sure can run very fast, Haha...," Jasmine laughter of victory filled the kitchen.

"This is what he gets from messing with the Queen of Seduction like me," Jasmine said as she tried to suppress her laughter. She continues from where she stopped in her preparation. Despite that, the kitchen had air conditioners that did not stop Jasmine from sweating.

Jackson who went to check up on her was displeased when he saw this.

"It hurts me to see her like this but I had no other option but to resort to this since this is the only way I get to see and talk to her," Jackson said his eyes glued on the lady who was oblivious of his presence.

My decision might be bad for a wealthy Young Miss like her but it favours me. Apart from getting to eat the food prepared by her, I get to spend quality time with her and also get to know more about her. This is just the first day and I have learned so many things about her and her family. This shows that my plan is effective. It is just a matter of time before my mission to make her fall in love with me is achieved so wifey please be patient with hubby until then. I will make sure to compensate you for this, it is a promise from me.

Jackson thought as he stares at the busy Jasmine affectionately. Jasmine who felt like she was being monitored turn around quickly with the hope of catching the culprit in the act but Jackson hid behind the walls before she could see him.

"Gosh, that was close!" Jackson remarked inaudibly as he placed his hand on his chest to feel his throbbing heart. He instantly walked away afterwards.

"Why do I get this feeling that someone was watching me a moment ago? Who could this person be? Is it one of his employees?" Jasmine thought aloud as she continues staring at the entrance.

After staring at the entrance for about two minutes, Jasmine who was almost done with preparing the meal turned and face what she was previously doing.

Cooking the food took Jasmine one hour thirty minutes. Because of the mistake, she made the last time, she took extra caution to ensure that the food tasted edible this time around.

After she was done setting the dining table she called Jackson to the dining room.

"Come and join me," Jackson offered when he saw that she was just standing there staring at him.

"I can't. I appreciate your kind gesture but I have another appointment in a few minutes so I have to leave now," Jasmine declined to the disappointment of the previously delighted Jackson.

"You are leaving?" Jackson asked as though he did not hear her words. He could not hide his disappointment.

"Yeah, but before I go I have something I wanna say," Jasmine paused to make sure that Jackson was paying attention to her.

"I notice that I sweated a lot when I was preparing your meal and I hate that. I want to bring some set of casual wears each time I visit so I can change into them before entering the kitchen so I hope you are cool with that?" Jasmine asked as she waited for his response.

Jackson was glad but also surprised that she made such a request. He was happy that at least he won't have to worry about seeing her sweat while preparing his meal. He was surprised because the usual wilful Jasmine asked for his permission.

"It was never stated in the contract that you can't change from formal to casual wear while preparing my meal so you can do whatever you like," Jackson said with an air of indifference.

"Although you always treat me coldly I knew you won't act petty by insisting I wear my formal clothes to prepare your meal every day," Jasmine said as she smiled delightfully.

"And also I notice this morning I visited that you have ladies clothes, undies and other stuff in your dressing room. I know they belong to your girlfriend but can you lend me some to wear for my next appointment?" Jasmine asked as she stares at him. She was almost certain he will decline this particular request of hers.

"You entered my dressing room?" Jackson asked in shock. His widened eyeballs made Jasmine wondered why he looked so startled on hearing that she entered his dressing room.

Does he perhaps have a dirty secret hidden there that he does not want anyone to know? I wonder what the heck is capable of making the Ice Prince look so restless.

Jasmine thought as she stares at Jackson who was trying to compose himself.

"You were taking a lot of time to bring the contract earlier so I decided to take a tour around your room. I somehow ended up in your dressing room. Curious to see what your dressing room looks like, I tour your dressing room," Jasmine narrated honestly.

Goddamn it, why did she have to enter my dressing room out of all the rooms there? I just wish she did not see that.

Jackson thought, his expression turning to a worried one.

"Ice Prince, what did you hide in your dressing room that is making you look so strange? Are you worried about my request to lend me some of your girlfriend stuff because she will be angry if she learns the truth or is my first question the reason?" Jasmine asked the question on her mind fearlessly.

How on earth did she know that I had hidden something there?

Jackson thought as he raised his gaze and stare at her once more.

"This is my house so why do you care so much about what is hidden in here? Have you genuine developed an interest in me for real this time? Is that why you are using these tricks to know more about me?" Jackson asked quickly changing the subject to his favour. He silently prayed that she takes the bait.

(Hi dearest readers, we are in 334 cheers now)