The Rhyme of the Depositary
073 - SEASON 2
The day began towards noon as Alice spent time in the living room with Jasmine. After they had a long chat with each other, Alice decided to lock herself in the study room to control the latest financial statements.
To kill time at home, Jasmine also asked for a special room for her to conjure into a temporary workspace. He also needs to control his business from here. Time too precious to be left wasted. We need to stay productive.
This month's report is no problem at all. Alice was relieved and continued to check the other reports.
Alice's company is doing well. Anson's company that was passed down to Alice also went well. Typically, Alice has one person's trust in each company as the chief director who serves to control every activity in the company's organization.
At the end of each month and trimester, Alice conducts field and financial audits directly using professional public accounting. So that fraud within the company can be detected as early as possible.
Fortunately, until now the companies under Alice's control did not have a significant case of fraud. Its employees are extremely loyal and loyal as far as work is concerned.
Alice is also a pretty open boss. He receives every constructive criticism and advice and is willing to raise the salaries of those who contribute greatly to the company. No wonder, his efforts are growing. Because every achievement that its employees produce impacts on their own success.
While Jasmine, she is busy controlling the four nightclubs that she has in New York. His efforts are growing rapidly. In addition to the club, Jasmine has a dark business about prostitution. She has connections from great people and facilitates them in finding every woman according to her taste.
Not infrequently Jasmine receives the request of their strange tastes in terms of intercourse. He tried to close his eyes in accepting the order. After all as long as he could get women who both had the style they wanted, Jasmine would still facilitate them. As long as the money kept flowing, Jasmine was willing to cultivate her morals with a lot of dirty business.
Jasmine frowned as she got a new call. Number of a senator. He received it in one ring. The senator was one of his main clients. He doesn't want to lose fresh fish.
"Hello, Mr. Brownian. Is there anything I can help you with? What kind of woman do you need this time?" Jasmine asked in a seductive tone. He tucked the phone between his ear and shoulder in a slightly awkward motion. In front of him, there was a set of computers that Alice had provided for her in dealing with business matters during her time here. This computer has been connected to the internet connection making it easier for Jasmine to control her emails periodically.
"Jasmine, you are truly a woman who knows my hidden desires. You know I need a woman." Peter Brown chuckled softly, making Jasmine shudder in horror at the thought of a bulging body with a babi-like face. Peter has served twice as a member of the Senate, but his behavior is no better than that of other politicians.
Indeed, the throne always makes people forget the land. Men if they have a position and success, it is easy to be tempted to buy many types of forbidden pleasures.
A suit is just a cheap decoration that labels a person. Behind the army suit, many country politicians are thinking ramshackle. Their brains are tucked into many superficial things that have been heralded to be fought against.
How many state politicians brag to shut prostitutes and denounce night entertainment. In fact, most of them use the services of women nightly almost at all times. Where are the principles proposed? They are depressed by their own desires.
Maybe not all politicians have dirty minds like Peter. But Jasmine believes many of them become men like Peter.
Actually if you want to be recognized, Jasmine found many good politicians who were honest. It's just that, many other elements have tarnished the sanctity of the politician himself.
"I always knew what you wanted, Mr. Brown's." Jasmine replied automatically.
Of course Jasmine knows. She is a prostitute and a great pimper. Why else would a man contact him if not to need service in the field of essays?
It's funny if Peter calls him just to discuss the issue of a state meeting with him. Thinking about it made Jasmine laugh herself.
"What kind of woman do you want this time, Mr. Brown?"
Unfortunately, the fat man with a million terrible fats is the one who drains a lot of dollars from his thick pockets.
The world is so unfair. The fat like a dairy cow actually lives with a treasure. Seriously looking for a mouthful of rice in a good way remains hungry. Very funny cycle.
"I want a special lady this time. Beautiful woman who can dance in a poultry costume. I want her to perform a sexy poultry dance before I finally put it on. Hows it? You can provide it, right?"
Jasmine nearly choked on hearing Peter Brown's unreasonable request. Uanggas dance? Just be right. The guy wants to order a lady bachelorette or a kindergarten show?
"Fowl dance? Can you define your point? Looks like my focus is not one hundred percent right now. I need you to explain it in more detail."
Poultry dancing. If Peter doesn't want to explain the details, Jasmine is tempted to send Peter an adorable duck inside the cardboard. It's good ducks it's colorful paint.
"I visited a poultry farm yesterday and at a glance, when I saw the way they walked, I realized that poultry turned out to be very sexy. So I want to apply it in the form of a beautiful woman. Dress him up in a fowl costume, let him wander around flirting and wiggle his way here and there like an adorable funny duck. You must understand what I mean." Peter was a little impatient. He explained the outline of his will and let Jasmine draw out the details on her own.
Weakly, Jasmine propped up her head and began to ponder. Poultry. Just be right. The tendency of a man is sometimes unreasonable.
Ever since Jasmine entered the business, she had encountered many similar unreasonable requests. In fact, not infrequently he found men with hard sex adherents. Lucky Jasmine has a diverse crew. So that he easily finds women according to the orientation of the customers.
But this time he had a little trouble finding the right woman. For the sake of anything, imagining women and fowl put together was very beyond Jasmine's logic. What is Peter's brain made of so that it has this abnormal orientation?
"I'll work it out, Peter. Women look like fowl."
Whether this was a joke or not, Jasmine could only respond to Peter's request. Let him think about how. Right now the most important thing is that he can silence Peter first.
"Yes. Yep. Poultry woman. I'll wait for him tomorrow night in the hotel room as usual. I'm really looking forward to it, Jasmine. Tomorrow I'll transfer the fare as usual." Peter said satisfied before finally ending the call on the phone with a brief tut.
Jasmine swore an oath cursing Peter's indistinct tastes. He searched for one of the people in his phone's contact list and contacted him by pressing the call button.
"Rose my dear, can you serve the customer tomorrow in a poultry costume? Beautiful fowl costume with sensual dance."
Rose is one of Jasmine's favorite children whom she found on the streets since two years ago.
Rose is the given name of Jasmine. It gave Rose an attractive offer by making her one of the exclusive ladies. Of course Rose accepted it. The twenty-year-old girl was too realistic in the face of life. To him, if he didn't want to starve to death, he would have to accept Jasmine's offer as soon as possible. Especially when her sister was sick. This road is the only way that Rose can finance the medical costs of her sister who is increasingly swollen every day.
"What kind of crazy customers are you serving this time, Jasmine? Poultry costumes? You're making a joke?" ask Rose without thinking.
"Crazy customers whose money is huge. Are you interested or not? I guarantee you'll get a fantastic share if you accept this job."
Rose was silent for a long time. Jasmine had always managed to persuade him with a lure that was hard to resist. That woman is persuasive. His business is growing all the time.
"All right, I'll take it. Next time, find me a sane customer again. I don't want to be suddenly told to dress up like a caterpillar with lumps of disgusting liquid."
Jasmine gave a small laugh and broke off the connection. His world is unique. All kinds of people he faced. Some have a normal relationship orientation, some have a strange orientation. Sometimes, Jasmine wondered how men could be that unique.
Jasmine was just about to arrange another meeting again when Alice suddenly entered the room. He told me there were two friends downstairs with Axel.
"Do you want to stay here or come with me down to see my friends?" Alice offered.
"I'll come with you." Rachel stood up and walked over to Alice. This job can wait. Right now he needs to refresh his mind by meeting new people and interacting with them.
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Kellan's first impression upon seeing Jasmine was the worst impression she had ever felt. The woman with the mini span skirt who barely unlocked all her assets, the sleeveless shirt with the top two buttons left open, and the defiant scorpion tattoo between her two cleavages.
Blonde mane sebahu left unravel framing the face of ayu Jasmine. A flaming red lisptik polishes the woman's ranum lips. Every time Jasmine walked, the clinking sound of anklets accompanied her footsteps.
Eyes as the color of the spring sky stared at Daniel with a bold look. His eyes were as sharp as twilight light. With a clear tinge that leaves the sun.
Daniel's eyes narrowed unhappily, troubled by the fact that Alice had such an open friend. From head to toe, there was no "fast" word that Daniel could pin on Jasmine.
"It looks like you have a new friend, Alice," Daniel quipped with a sharp glance toward Jasmine.
"Oh Daniel, I almost forgot to introduce you. He's Jasmine, Klayver's friend who got the job of looking after me for a while." Alice held Axel who had just run towards her and did not pay much attention to Daniel's response to the introduction he had given to Jasmine.
"You can talk to each other first, I'll spend a minute with my son." Without any guilt, Alice left the three of them in the main room and walked casually leading Axel towards the backyard. He raised Axel's fat body and floated it several times towards the air, making the child scream in delight.
"Hello Daniel, I'm Jasmine." The woman with bright blue netra stretched out her hand which each end of her nails painted red blushing. Daniel looked at her in blatant disdain.
"I didn't expect Klayver to choose a woman like you to accompany his own wife." Daniel said cynically, looking at the scanty cloth wrapped in Jasmine's beautiful body.
Looking at the flaming dislike in Daniel's eyes, Jasmine only gave a small smile, responding lightly.
"What happened to me? Not to your taste? Do you think you're an angel who has the right to limit everything?" Jasmine walked leisurely, staring at Daniel's brown netra which was still filled with dislike.
Jasmine's movements were steady, not feeling depressed at all over Daniel's condescending gaze.
The night world had taught him many things. One of them is to keep lifting the chin when someone humbles us.
A woman's self-esteem lies in herself. Thousands of people could judge Jasmine low. But as long as Jasmine did not care about it, she did not need to feel hurt.
"You're far from the taste of a normal man in general." Daniel laughed mockingly, feeling funny getting the question.
"Oh I'm flattered, Mr …."
"Daniel Stranger." Daniel completes his own name.
"Mrs. Strangers." Jasmine repeated.
Rachel felt sparks of hostility begin to form between them. He stared at Jasmine and Daniel in turn. These two people had auras that were at odds with each other.
Wisely, Rachel retreated backwards and turned away. Being next to them made Rachel feel uncomfortable. Two people are like two children who were met at the wrong time. There was no advantage for Rachel to remain there as a complement.
"Where are you going, Rachel?" Daniel suddenly realizes Rachel's departure and arrests the woman, who has now almost made it to the exit.
"I need to cool my head. Daniel, looks like Jasmine is the woman who suits you. I will send you the most special gift in your wedding. Please continue your sweet talk!"
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