Chapte 13

Jasmine Everly's P O V

"You want me to work in your office? Like seriously?" I asked, turning to him, whose seat is on the right opposite of mine with only 10 to 15 meters.

"What did you think? That I give you a separate office just for a month? And this is for your company while I am here to give you some help! Be grateful, then, to complain." He shoots at me in irritation, turning away from me and walking up to his desk. 

I stood there, staring at him in anger, but I couldn't say anything because he was right. 

It's just that I don't like to be in the same room as him or breathe the same air as him! 

Calm down, Jessica. You can push this month. Just tolerate him. 

I assured myself and walked to the desk, placed all the files that I brought, and turned on the computer while I took out the designs that I was working on. 

My eyes scanned all the designs, and my lips curled into a small smile while I stroked them with my fingers.

I seriously don't want to make any changes. These are so good and perfect as they are, but I should change them for Asher. He needs this contract, so I should put up with everything. Put up with changing something that's already perfect. 

It's because of this bastard, who doesn't seem to have any taste!

I clinched my hand in a fist in anger as I raised my head to look at that devil's son, Sabastian Donovan.... Wow.... so handsome. 

My heart skipped a beat, and my eyes widen seeing him sitting there and focusing on work. 

I forgot how jaw-dropping handsome he can be while focusing on something. 

My eyes travelled through his beautifully focused eyes and down to his nose and then to those lips.... Those perfect lips that were on mine yesterday.

Kissing and eating me alive.

My cheeks started to heat with the memories, and I forced my eyes to turn back to my files to stop those memories. 

I closed my eyes and took a long sigh, erasing all those memories and feelings, even though they kept repeating.

I turned my eyes to the computer as I tried to focus on preparing the files on the computer, and my eyes widen a little seeing the desktop with all the necessary applications and some of the samples that might help me.

It looks really good. I didn't expect him to do it after seeing how much he hates me, or, should I say, how much we both hate each other. 

I started to download and arrange all the files that I was going to work with, trying my best not to raise my head to look at him. 

I was about to start my work, but I paused when I remembered that he needed to give me some of his instructions. 

I took a long sigh and whispered, " Be strong, Jasmine! You can do it!".

Then I raised my head to look at him again, who still has his entire attention on the document that's in his hand. 

I took my files, got up from the seat, and walked up to him. He didn't even turn his eyes, so I said, "Mr. Donovan, can you tell me some of the instructions according to the standards of your company?". 

He turned those beautiful eyes from the files to mine, and then to the files that I was holding. 

"Don't make any changes and start everything brand new. Read all the articles on the PC and then start your creativity from there," he replied, getting back to his work. 

I blinked twice as I stood dumbfounded. Did he really give me some good points and help me as he told me?

I really thought that he asked me to work here just because he wanted to torment me, but seeing him actually behave like a decent human being made me respect him a little from this perspective. 

He is at least a good human being. 

"Thank you," I replied before I turned around and walked back to my seat, placing the files back in my bag. 

I will use these designs for other works then. 

I turned my focus back to the computer and started to read all the articles in there while taking notes and referring to some of the other related articles. 

Then I started to draw some of my rough ideas in my book as I referred to the articles and all the other designer clothes that were used for the Jastian event. 

As far as I read, all the designer clothes are made for all types of people. They mainly focus on inclusiveness. 

Not like any other brand, they do focus mainly on the quality of the clothes, the comfort of the customers, and the design. They won't compromise for anything and give all three perfectly, which is why they grow so fast. 

They are available everywhere and can be affordable for most people. 

The Jastian event is one of the main events organised by the company to showcase their best art pieces and, at the same time, normal daily wear, just like art. 

This event mostly decides the next viral dress of the year and even normal people wait for their next creation

They have been conducting the Jastian event for the last 4 years, and this is the first time for them to give opportunity for other companies the opportunity to participate in this event, and Asher wants us to be one of them so badly.

I can understand him. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, but despite that, I hate that it is him. 

"Hmmm," Sabastian's voice vibrated against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I froze, feeling his muscular body almost hovering over mine from behind as I stared straight at the screen.

"So, you have been looking through these things?" His voice brushed my skin as he got closer.