Jasmine Gibson is in a tough situation. Her bank account is almost empty, she has no job and her family has turned their back on her for rejecting their choice of husband for her. So when a mysterious woman contacts her about a job which pays a million dollars, she jumps at the chance. Now she’s working for Mr. Jefferson as a babysitter for his daughter… but that’s not all he has in mind for Jasmine.
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Jasmine Gibson is in a tough situation. Her bank account is almost empty, she has no job and her family has turned their back on her for rejecting their choice of husband for her. So when a mysterious woman contacts her about a job which pays a million dollars, she jumps at the chance. Now she’s working for Mr. Jefferson as a babysitter for his daughter… but that’s not all he has in mind for Jasmine.
Age Rating: 18+
Original Author: moonlightt
Porn: Television programs, magazines, books, etc. that are regarded as emphasizing the sensuous or sensational aspects of a nonsexual subject and stimulating a compulsive interest in their audience.
Glancing out of my room, I looked around to see if the devil was still in here or if he’d left the place. Not hearing his footsteps or anything else, I concluded that the coast was clear.
I straightened my back, standing upright, and I padded toward my kitchen to have my milk.
“Ahem.”
I stopped, closing my eyes for a second before turning around to see the devil. Giving him a tight smile, I plopped down on the beanbag chair, knowing clearly he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon.
“Have a seat; you are behaving like a guest.” He sat on the sofa facing me.
“When you are going to me pay me?”
“Alex, you already know about my tight situation. I lost my job. I don’t have a penny in my bank account,” I said with a frown on my face.
Never in my life had I imagined I would be seeing days like this.
I’d worked as a nutrition cook for great pay, but the asshole who had been my head manager had threatened to fire me if I didn’t sleep with him. I flinched, remembering him and his innocent wife.
Before he could fire me out of cruelty, I resigned, which had inflamed his male ego. He’d made sure that I didn’t get another job.
“I already waited for three months. I won’t wait for another three months when it comes to money. I don’t care if you have a job or not.
“I will give you a month’s time. The end of next month is your deadline. If you don’t pay the money, I will be taking your apartment as payment for the money you borrowed.”
I didn’t even care when he left my apartment. I groaned as I looked at the bills I needed to pay. I didn’t have money to pay them all, which was very frustrating.
The only thing that was left was crying.
The fridge was empty and in great need of filling. I was addicted to those instant noodles, as they were the only thing that I was able to afford. Why hadn’t I saved money all those months?
Because you were so interested in buying all those clothes and that jewelry.
My phone started ringing somewhere around. I searched for it, and I picked it up before it stopped ringing.
“Hello. Jasmine Gibson speaking.”
“Hello, Ms. Gibson. I’m Iris. The reason I contacted you, miss, is because we have a job, which you may need,” the lady on the other end said.
I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the caller ID. It wasn’t a spam call.
“Okay. What job is it?” I asked her. I didn’t remember applying for new job positions.
“Ms. Gibson, if you are free, can we meet in person? I will explain the details in person.”
“Sure, send me the location.” As soon as I ended the call, I received a message from the mysterious lady. If I had been in a stable position, I would’ve ended the call and would never have gone there.
But I was in a desperate financial situation.
I washed my face and changed into a white button-down shirt that I tucked into my denim jeans. I brushed my auburn hair into a high ponytail.
After applying nude lipstick and putting on my yellow sandals, I walked out of my apartment. I liked fashion and clothes that kind of attracted attention.
The place wasn’t that far from where I lived. I had enough fuel in my car for me to get there and back.
When I reached the place, I messaged the lady and took a seat and gazed around, as that was the only thing left to do.
Soon, I watched a slender lady dressed in classy clothes walking toward where I was sitting. I was impressed by the way she was dressed. She looked sophisticated compared to my casualness.
I stood up as she stretched out her hand, which I shook.
“I’m Iris. I’m glad that you came,” she said, glancing over my clothes. She nodded her head in approval, I guessed.
“I had to come, since I’m in need of a job.” She laughed softly at that.
“I know everything about you, Ms. Gibson. The reason I chose you for this job is because of your previous work.” She sat and crossed her legs, sitting up straight as she spoke to me.
Something about this lady intrigued me.
“First of all, what job is this?”
“Childcare.” I looked at her as if she’d lost her mind.
“Sorry to say this. I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else,” I stated, getting ready to leave. She smiled at me softly, which was kind of sinister.
“You were a nutritionist cook. You left the job because of your manager. Twenty-four years old, not good at relationships, as all your boyfriends left because of your clumsiness.
“Disowned by the family because you didn’t marry the guy they chose for you. There are bills to pay, and you have a negative bank balance.”
My mouth dropped open, and anger flared in me. How dared she investigate my personal matters?
“Look Ms. Iris, I may not have a job right now, and there may be bills to pay. I will get the job I need.
“It is illegal to stalk someone. I am not here to babysit someone,” I replied, standing up.
“One million dollars if you say yes.” My mouth dropped open again, and I looked at the lady.
“What? Are you kidding me? One million dollars for babysitting? Have you lost your mind, or are you trying to make a fool out of me? Is this a prank?”
I looked at the woman in bewilderment. I looked around to see if there were any cameras filming the whole thing.
These YouTube kids tended to go to great lengths to prank people. I’d seen a few prank videos on YouTube.
“I’m perfectly normal, Ms. Gibson. I’m not trying to make a fool of you. The babysitting, as you called it, includes taking care of the baby’s diet and a few other things.”
“Like?”
“If you are ready for the job, then I will tell you about other things.”
I thought about it. I’d never seen a million dollars in my whole life. I wouldn’t have to work anymore if I got that money. I could easily start my own business.
“Okay,” I agreed, and she pulled out a file from her bag and placed it in front of me.
“This is the contract, which states that you will take care of the baby from tomorrow onward. You have to be there for the kid for one year.
“You need to move to the place where the baby is. You should cut all ties and go there without anyone knowing where you are. Your phone is not allowed. You will be provided with a new one.”
“But can’t I stay in my own place? I can drive there every day.”
“No, Ms. Gibson. It’s a confidential matter, and we don’t want you to travel.” I went through the file and read the conditions.
“Okay. Where do I need to sign?” I signed the papers before standing up.
“Our driver will be at your place tomorrow morning. You will be escorted by them. Pack everything you need.”
I bade my goodbyes before driving to my home, as I needed to pack my clothes.
I didn’t have anybody close from whom I needed to cut ties. I had had a few friends back at work, but not anymore. I’d dated like four boys, but those relationships had only lasted for weeks.
Half the girls my age were getting married, and here I couldn’t even have a boyfriend of my own. I had never had sexual intercourse.
To persuade myself, I watched porn videos when I was in the mood. I couldn’t even masturbate, as I felt too shy to do that, which sucked.
The lame kisses that I’d had had been nothing compared to the kisses I’d read about in novels. I was a huge sucker for those erotic and BDSM novels.
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Attraction: The action or power of evoking interest in or liking for someone or something.
I watched as the two bodyguards took my luggage in their hands and started walking toward the narrow staircase. I let out a sigh, shrugging my shoulders. I followed their steps, observing everything.
“Holy moly…,” I whispered, looking at the property. I couldn’t keep my jaw from dropping. It took a minute to regain my senses. I felt like I was in a dream.
I was curious to know who I’d be working for.
They’d brought me to some strange place that seemed like a royal palace, but it wasn’t a royal palace, because the royal monarchy was in England, not here.
The two men who escorted me were like robots. Their bodies were stiff, and neutral expressions were on their faces. They hadn’t spoken a word on the journey.
I had been bored to death. I’d mustered the courage to talk first, and just then, we’d reached the place.
It hit me immediately that this place looked like the palace kind of mansion from the movie Me Before You.
It looked exactly like that place. I just didn’t want to babysit a big baby like the hero from that movie. My train of thought was cut short by a feminine voice.
“Good morning, Ms. Gibson. Hope everything was good on your way here.” I turned my gaze from the walls to Iris, who stood in front of me, dressed in very formal clothes.
“Good morning, Iris. It was actually boring.”
She smiled a little. “I’m sorry for that. I will escort you to your room, and after the house tour, you will be meeting Thea.”
My eyes widened when she said, “house tour.” I didn’t think I had enough energy for this mansion tour.
“Thea?” I questioned her.
“Thea, the girl whom you are going to take care of.”
“Oh.”
“This way.”
The room they gave me was beautiful. I loved the bed, as the mattress was soft, and it was spacious enough for me to roll around.
I had my privacy here. Iris showed me around, mostly the kitchen area, hall, Thea’s activity room, dance room, art room, study, and playroom. Why so many rooms?
“Iris, before showing me Thea’s room, why don’t you show me Thea?” She raised her brow at my comment before smiling.
“Sure. She must’ve woken up from her nap.” I gave her a tight smile. She took me to Thea’s room, which was opposite mine.
I entered the room with Iris, my eyes observing the room that didn’t look like it belonged to a kid. Am I babysitting a teenage girl?
“Thea, meet your nanny.” Hearing Iris’s professional voice, my eyes shifted to her side. I waited for the teenage girl to come out, but I didn’t see anyone.
Iris was looking down, and I lowered my gaze to see a cute little girl about seven or eight years old, hiding near her bed.
She shyly lifted her head to see me. I was amused, seeing her cheeks turning red from the attention she was getting. At least someone blushes because of me.
“Hey!” My voice was soft, and to make her comfortable, I waved my hand, smiling at the cute girl with semi-curly hair. She took three steps forward, waving her hand.
“Hello.”
“Thea, brush your teeth while I talk with your nanny.” She nodded her head cutely at Iris before running to what seemed like a bathroom.
“Ms. Gibson, I want you to remember a few things regarding Thea. Never ever ask her about her mother.
“Thea’s father is very busy. You won’t be seeing him, as he never stays here, which is why we assigned you to take care of Thea. Don’t leave this chamber unless it’s very important.
“I won’t be living here; I will be leaving this place now. There are housekeepers in here who will be helping you.”
“Hmm. Okay.”
Iris left the room, leaving me alone with this little girl who was brushing her teeth. I felt weird about all this.
I had my share of doubts, but I didn’t want to break my deal. The pay was good, along with the room.
The room was plain…very plain for a seven-year-old girl. It seemed like the room of a working woman who didn’t have any taste. It needed a major makeover.
I plopped down on the bed, thinking about the changes I was going to make with this room.
Hearing quiet steps, I turned toward the bathroom. Thea was standing near the door, looking at me with her big eyes.
“Come here, cute lady.” She padded to me. She was wearing night pants and a shirt, which looked cute on her. Her hair was long for a seven-year-old.
I pulled her into my arms and sat her on the bed beside me.
“I’m Jasmine.”
“I’m Thea. Your name is pretty. You are just like Jasmine.” I was confused for a split second before it hit me. She was referring to the Disney character Jasmine.
“Well you are pretty too, and you have beautiful hair.” I patted her hair.
“Your hair is red and beautiful. How come your hair is red and mine is brown?”
I chuckled at her question. “People have different color hair. You’ve got brown, while I’ve got red.” I asked her a few questions to make her feel comfortable and answered the questions she asked me.
“Hmm… You aren’t like those old nannies. They were bad to me.”
I frowned at her words. Had they treated her badly? “What did they do?”
“They never cared about me. All they do is complain to Iris, and Iris tells Papa, who gets angry with me.”
“Oh.” I hugged her because, I didn’t know, I felt like hugging.
“Are you hungry?” She nodded her head at my question.
“Let’s go and feed your stomach. What do you want to eat?”
“Can you make strawberry pancakes with chocolate syrup? I ate them a long time ago.”
“Sure.” She took my hand and wrapped her small fingers around it, making me smile at her innocence.
I loved children, but I’d never gotten to spend time with them since I didn’t know anybody who had children.
As I was making pancakes for the little Thea, she started asking questions.
“Can I call you Flower?”
“Flower?” I asked her in confusion, mixing the batter.
“Your name is Jasmine. Jasmine is a flower. It’s my nickname for you.”
“Okay.” I chuckled at my new nickname.
“What’s your favorite color?” she asked me with so much interest.
“Gray and black. Yours?”
She thought for a while. “I like all the colors except orange.”
“What’s your favorite Disney movie?”
“Maleficent; and yours?”
“Beauty and the Beast.”
She questioned me about all my likes and dislikes, which was interesting, as I got to know about her likes and dislikes. It helped me get close to her.
I already felt at ease with this little girl. Our connection had started, and I might enjoy staying here.
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