Chapter 19: You'll Be Mine, Soon

**Jasmin Selene's POV**

I was locked in my room, sitting on my bed. My hand was covering my lips as I stared into space.

Suddenly, my face heated up from embarrassment as I remembered what happened. Especially how I felt when... ugh!

Ahhh... I covered my face with my hands.

Good thing Aling Marta knocked to ask for the rent, or who knows what could've happened.

What happened to me earlier? Why did I give in? Then— I even kissed that rude Sebastian back?

"Jasmin, don't you have any food here?" I looked up at the door as Sebastian knocked and spoke.

And yes, he's still here... that's why I locked myself in my room. I don't know what's wrong with that pervert, and he still doesn't want to leave, even though I told him to. So annoying!!

I even lost the earnings I could've made from the jobs I missed today.

"Hey! Jasmin, still there?" he said, knocking again on my room door.

"Just go home and eat there!" I yelled back.

He didn't respond, and a few minutes passed in silence. Did he leave?

I stayed in my room, sitting on my bed. About half an hour later, I heard a loud noise from outside.

I quickly got off the bed and ran out of my room to check where the noise came from.

"What are you doing?" I asked Sebastian. My eyes were focused on the knife in his hand and, in the other, a can of beef loaf?

I remember I don't buy canned food. Where did he get that?

"I'm trying to open this," he said, raising the can.

"Where did you get that?"

"I bought it from the store— oh wait, I borrowed it— or no, they just gave it to me. I was going to buy it, but then I remembered I don't have money, so I said I'd borrow it, but since I'm handsome, the storekeeper just gave it to me," he said casually.

"Why don't you just go home?" I asked instead.

"Why are you telling me to go home? Besides, my motorbike isn't here, and I don't have money," he replied. He tried again to open the can of beef loaf.

"How do you open this?" he asked.

"You have money for drinking but no money for food!" I complained.

"I had money, but I lost it. I don't know where it went! Maybe the guys who beat me up took it... even my phone is gone," he said nonchalantly, still trying to open the can.

He's not bothered? He got beaten up and robbed, and he's acting like nothing happened? And when he talks to me, it's like nothing's wrong! Haist! Why am I even bothered? He's a jerk, and it's probably normal for him that something almost happened between us earlier.

"You drink too much, that's why you got beaten up... tsk! Give me that, you big guy who can't even open a can of food," I said, annoyed, and grabbed the can from him.

If I didn't feel sorry for him, I would've just left him lying on the street. But I have a conscience, even though he's harassed me multiple times. Andrew and I were on our way home last night when we found him. We were even scared he might be dead, but when we got closer, I recognized him and saw that he was still breathing.

Andrew is my gay friend, Aling Marta's son. He's the one who invited me to the club where I work. His parents don't know he's gay, so he still acts like a man. He helped me bring Sebastian home. I didn't know where he lived, and there was no nearby hospital. I regretted bringing him to my house, but I didn't have much choice.

"Sorry, I was born rich, and my husband doesn't know about these things."

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. He was grinning like a dog... hmm! His lips look so tempting.

"Do you want me to add to the bruise on your face?" I said, ready to throw the can at him.

"That's fine, as long as there's a reward," he replied with a grin.

I gave him a glare and continued opening the can while he watched me.

I opened both sides of the can so I could easily get it out whole. I placed it on a plate and cut it into six pieces.

"Wow, you're good at this," he said in awe.

"All you know are stupid things," I said.

"I know a lot, and I'm an expert at one thing. Wanna know what it is?"

"I don't want to know!" I replied bluntly.

I grabbed the small frying pan hanging on the wall and placed it on the stove.

I turned it on and started cooking because I was getting hungry too.

Apparently, Sebastian didn't just steal the beef loaf from the store. He also took three eggs, a pack of hotdogs, and even bread.

After I finished cooking, we ate together. I didn't want to eat with him, but I had no choice because my stomach was already growling from hunger.

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**Sebastian's POV**

It was already night when I finally got home to my condo after Jasmin forced me to leave. She said she had something urgent to do, but she didn't tell me what.

I tried asking her, but she didn't say anything. I even threatened to stay at her place until she told me, but she still managed to kick me out. So, I went home. There was nothing for me to do there anyway.

Don't ask how I got home, because I can handle situations like that. I even managed to get some food from the store near Jasmin's place.

I didn't know she was renting that rundown house. With so many places to rent, why did she choose one that's about to collapse? Well, I don't know what her reason is.

And I enjoyed everything that happened today, except for the beating I got last night. I will make them pay for what they did! And they even stole from me, those idiots!

All my credit cards were in my wallet. Even my phone, watch, ring, and necklace were taken. It's not that important because I can replace them.

What annoys me is that I didn't get to see their faces.

I leaned back on the couch and suddenly smiled when I remembered what happened earlier with Jasmin.

I touched my lips and smiled.

"You'll be mine, soon!"