The Rhyme of the Depositary

091 - SEASON 2

Daniel stared at the phone in his grasp and was happy. Finally, Jasmine accepted herself. I don't know what reason the woman had thought, most importantly the result was quite satisfactory. Daniel smiled slightly and whistled happily.

This is what the saying goes that the world belongs to itself. Happiness makes a person claim what he does not have. Happiness is a normal response.

Daniel pulled out a phone call from the office and received it quickly. "Yes? What's up?" ask Daniel to his personal assistant.

"Daniel, there's a meeting tomorrow jam—"

"Don't talk about work first. I don't think I can go to the office tomorrow. Just delegate to my secretary." Daniel hung up the phone and smiled brightly.

Daniel was not thinking about the mountainous work. Let it be for a moment that his mind breathes a sigh of relief. He needs oxygen. His soul needs oxygen too. Right now, Jasmine felt suitable to be oxygen for him. Thinking about work, made Daniel upset again.

With light steps, Daniel walked out of the room and headed towards the backyard to enjoy the night. She's happy. Very glad. This is how life should be lived hinhga end of life.

...

Luiz looked at a woman who had just accompanied him for the night. He looked at the dark-haired woman who was soundly asleep beside him. Luiz stood up slowly, picked up a cigarette, and sipped tobacco juice in front of the window.

He glanced at the woman who looked tempting. But he smiled, Luiz was unhappy.

In the end, the women felt lost in value before Luiz's eyes. Tasteless. Just make him tired.

This is unrealistic. Luiz has often enjoyed women. Could she be experiencing a point of saturation in a relationship? Maybe he needs another way? Or something unusual?

I don't know. Luiz himself could not feel her feelings. All he could realize was that women were complicating his life even more. Slowly, Luiz took a gun from the desk drawer and pointed his muzzle at the woman lying down.

Doooorrr

The gun sounds blaring. Luiz has always liked a gun that is not muffled so it makes a sound that is quite splashy when used. But that's exactly the point. He needed a declaration about his strength and position. Why have power if you can't do anything openly?

Fortunately, the Luiz mansion is protected in its territory. If it was only a small murder with a gun, it would not attract the attention of outsiders because the position of the mansion was quite safe.

Several people standing guard around Luiz entered the room after getting a direct call from Luiz.

They stared at the bed that had been stained with the body of a beautiful woman without clothes.

"Shenor?" ask one of the loyal servants.

"Clean the bodies. I hate the smell of carnation. As long as you guys work, I'll move into the left wing room!" tell Luiz firmly.

The four men who had just entered could only nod steadily. They had often seen how Luiz's temperament faced things. Even sometimes, for no reason, as long as Luiz wanted to, he could just finish off his own subordinates.

Either Luiz was too cruel, or those who were too stupid became Luiz's men. As long as they were already mad in that circle, it was difficult for someone to be able to just walk out. Luiz is like a steep trench. Whoever falls, he will be trapped forever in that place.

It didn't take long for them to clean up the mess. The room was back clean, the sheets were replaced, the floor was dipel, and the air was sprayed with perfume. There are no more traces of the woman who an hour ago was lying soundly here.

Meanwhile, Luiz was engrossed in a large chair inside the left-wing room. Brazil is a tropical country. Even at night the air is still hot.

"Shenor, your room is back to how it was." A waiter delivered the news.

Luiz gave a small nod, feeling as if he didn't care. He still sipped his favorite cigarette with a distinctive aroma. Next to his hand was chin-backed, as if always indifferent to the surrounding environment.

"You, get me a white document on my desk." Suddenly Luiz asked for something. The men hurried to carry out the order with fear. He still did not want to die just because it was too late to give his master something he wanted.

Unlike the others, in this mansion, if we make a mistake then the punishment is death. Small mistakes can be big and fatal.

No more than two minutes, Luiz's men handed him the map he wanted. The men immediately left at an incredible speed. Directly matching with Luiz made any normal person shrivel.

Luiz opened the page after page of the map in his hand and slowly observed the texture of the face of the person he saw in the map.

This map contains additional information about the wife of Eyes Evil, aka Alice. Sheet by sheet Luiz observes. For a long time, Alice's face was imprinted in Luiz's memory automatically.

If you want to see more detail, Alice has a unique beauty. The shape of her face is also beautiful. Her skin was as white as porcelain, while her hair was a bright red color a little dark.

This woman is attractive too. With high cheekbones, typical arsictocrat, red hair, ideal body. Goody. Eyes Evil has a pretty good taste in choosing women. At the very least, Luiz acknowledged even his lower self-appetite than Klayver.

Gently, Luiz rubbed one of Alice's photos and put the map back on a nearby table.

Later. Luiz will make a wonderful plan for Alice and herself. The perfect plan, of course.

…

"Alice, I accepted Daniel's offer. We did a deal to make a one-night deal." Jasmine reported this to Alice one morning after breakfast together.

Jasmine had to wait for Axel to go to school first to discuss the matter safely with Alice.

Alice placed the teacup on her saucer and looked at Jasmine meaningfully. They were on Alice's balcony upstairs. The warm rays of the morning sun touched Alice's naked arm.

"You approve?" Alice asked softly.

"Yes. Didn't I tell you I'm a pretty realistic woman in business? Of course I agree to that. Why would I refuse it?" Jasmine said lightly as if she did not mind at all.

But Alice knew it wasn't as easy as Jasmine said. There was a burden on her own that Alice could catch from Jasmine's tone. The moral burden somehow felt heavy.

"alright. It's all your decision. I will not interfere in something that becomes your own territory. You're an adult. Take the things you think you need to take. It's just, do all that with some serious consideration." Alice gave a small nod, choosing not to judge Jasmine and all the actions that the woman had decided.

Everyone has the right to take everything they want. Whether it is good or not, each has its own consequences. So, rather than judging, Alice prefers to act as a friend and accept the complaints of others.

Life is a lesson. Something was wrong and then allowed. Something cannot be taught. Naturally, one would find his own path. And so did Jasmine.

Everyone's conscience will always be there. He lives and never dies. It's just that, because of certain circumstances, there are those who care about the ears so that our conscience is buried far aside because of the circumstances.

Maybe, Jasmine was like that. He still has a conscience. It's just that, things have changed him. And if Jasmine was lucky, she would definitely find her way back. I don't know through what.

"Do whatever you want, Jasmine. I'm not banning you." Alice confirmed her words. He didn't want to create any doubt on Jasmine.

"But I have to take care of you."

Alice then walked into the room followed by Jasmine from behind. Alice pressed the on button on the sound system, letting the lithium song from Evanescene play softly.

This song is a memorable song that he once enjoyed with Anson. Alice smiled slightly, feeling floated enjoying the nostalgia.

Jasmine who was standing not far from Alice could only stare at the woman resignedly. Their conversation was still not over and Alice had already diverted to something else.

"Alice!" Jasmine tried to remind Alice. The woman still smiled slightly as she closed her eyes. His mouth followed the lyrics of the song that was now playing.

"Alice, we're not done with the topic of myself, if you'd forgotten." Jasmine finally gave up. He pressed the off button on the sound and made the soft song stop suddenly.

"You're bothering me, Jasmine."

"I'm not done with that conversation." Jasmine won't lose. He was propped up in Alice's bed, enjoying the softness of the bed linen from the high quality.

"Jasmine, you're not a prisoner in this house. Even if you're working to take care of me, but in fact, you're more like a friend. So, once in a while out at night won't matter to me. And there is William. Everything's gonna be okay." Alice assured.

Alice knew Jasmine was a person who had a great responsibility towards something that others had already entrusted before. It's just that sometimes the burden of responsibility that Jasmine bears is too big to burden herself.

"Jasmine, rest assured to me. Go out tonight. I'll be fine. If you're not sure, you can call me every ten minutes to make sure. You can do that if you think it won't interfere with your activities." Alice chuckled, trying to tease Jasmine.

Jasmine still looked unconvinced. He looked at Alice worriedly and tried to rethink.

"Don't think too much. You'll get old soon." Alice nudged Jasmine's shoulder a little hard, getting a big laugh.

"For God's sake. Stop worrying about me too much. I wouldn't do anything just because I was left last night by you."

"You sure?"

"Very."

"But—"

"Stop arguing with me. You just need to focus on tonight. Want me to lend you a shirt?" bargain Alice kindly.

Instead of responding, Jasmine instead laughed widely. It was a mistake to borrow clothes from Alice. Their taste is never the same. Jasmine was sure that even though she was rummaging through Alice's closet, she would never find the clothes she wanted.

"Don't make jokes, Alice. Your clothes don't suit me."

"Oh well, I understand. Just look for another dress you think is appropriate."

"The clothes that fit me best are the ones in my own closet. The clothes you have are different from mine."

"Different times? Just the right one? Were you born a thousand years before Christ?: Alice chuckled a little while she was laying down. Feeling tired, he closed his eyes for a moment and accidentally fell asleep without him noticing.

Seeing the peaceful Alice, Jasmine recalled her past. Once upon a time, she was an innocent girl. Things have made him change inside out. There was no more innocence left of him.

Jasmine grabbed the blanket, enveloped Alice who was soundly asleep and left Alice's room cautiously. He closed the door slowly so as not to make Alice.

Jasmine walked down the hallway, and through the main stairs. Accidentally on the stairs he passed by Sila. The woman looks rushed. His face revealed a strange expression.

"Crazy?" jasmine asked, saying hello

"Eh, Jasmine." Please duck deeply, turn back to the first floor and undo his intention to go upstairs.

"Why not be? Where are you going, please? Aren't you with Alice?" jasmine asked, holding the woman back.

Please turn around again and look at Jasmine in a bit of confusion. "No. No. gabe. I wanted to pick up some dirt upstairs, but it looks like it was brought down by Helena, so I paused." Please smile sincerely.

Jasmine who heard Sila's alibi could only faintly smile. Both of Jasmine's eyes flashed sharply, giving an immediate warning. If you're going to lie to Jasmine, watch out later. Jasmine would never forgive him.

…

Jasmine stared at the black dress she was wearing. A silk dress with a long cut to the floor. This dress is shaped so that the shoulders and neck are exposed. Her blonde hair Jasmine let loose. A sakura-shaped decoration of copper he pinned on his chest.

Jasmine pursed her lips with a red blushing lipstick. He stared at the mirror for a moment, getting a look at the woman who seemed naughty and seductive. Satisfied with the result, Jasmine gave a small smile and looked for her stiletto for her to wear.

Jasmine and Daniel have agreed to perform at the man's house. The clock was eight o'clock at night when Jasmine came out of Alice's house.

Tonight Daniel's driver picked up Jasmine in a formal manner. The two of them passed through the streets of Manhattan in silence for two minutes until they arrived at the desired house.

Jasmine got out of the car with tightly clenched hands. Cold sweat started to wash up. Both of his palms were drenched in sweat. Jasmine shook her head slowly, feeling puzzled by her own reaction.

As she approached the main door of Daniel's residence, Jasmine's heart grew uncertain. He felt something was wrong with him.

Jasmine is a true professional. Why he could now be this severe just to run a small deal.

Hundreds of deals he's been through. Hundreds of touches have been found. Hundreds of seductions he had heard.

But a moment like this he felt now. Could it be that he was nervous about going to serve the person who used to make fun of him? That's reason?

Jasmine arrived at the main door. A female servant welcomed her arrival and directly directed Jasmine towards the living room.

Daniel's house is pretty big. But the number of servants is not enough. There was only a driver and one female servant that Jasmine could see so far. This house is very special as a bachelor house.

"Jasmine." Jasmine." A familiar voice greeted him.

Jasmine was barely pecking on the spot as she looked at Daniel's appearance. His eyes grew increasingly blue as the color of the spring sky stared at the figure of the man in front of him.

This is like in a soap opera when a meeting occurs and is given a slow motion effect by the director. All the backgrounds vanished leaving only the two of them in a meaningful lockdown of sight.

Daniel as god. He seemed to be perfectly sculpted by craftsmen and had quite a powerful aura. There was a huge magnet pulling at each other with considerable power between the two of them.

That power is a feeling of pure attraction. Everyone is destined to experience this. Jasmine's mouth was muddled, only able to crackle stiffly without being completely free.

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