Where is Jasmine?

HIS PRIVATE STRIPPER

{He owns Her}

Chapter Fourty.

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Jasmine rubbed her forehead slightly, she's got a migraine. She stared at the glass she'd mistakenly knocked off.

Not long, Martin walked in.

"You're awake baby!" He asked.. she scoffed loudly, as if it wasn't obvious.

Martin walked over to her side, bent and began picking up the glasses.

Jasmine thought of kicking him hard then run away! Yes! maybe she'd do that.

Suddenly, her eyes moved to the side lamp beside her bed. Since he was backing her, it was easy for her to pick up the lamp. Then slowly, she smashed it on his head.

Martin groaned, holding his head..

Jasmine took the opportunity and quickly jumped off the bed and dashed out of the room. As she did, Martin managed to stand up, staggering a bit, then ran after her.

Jasmine could here the sound of his footsteps getting close. With her heart beating fast, she hopes she makes it out of here.