Chapter 9

Jasmine's POV

Monday came like a blur. It took everything from me to get over what happened between my boss and I on Friday evening. I wished he would of of at least listened to what I had to say.

what did I expect?

He was Evan Hollen.

One of most powerful and successful twenty five year old males in all of America. People paid homage to this man, loved by many, hated by few but respected by everyone.

I on the other hand, I was a mediocre black woman who can only afford an apartment and can't save her mother's life now that she was depending on it.

I heaved a frustrated sigh as I walked up to the elevator at my work place. I gathered myself together and erased my emotions and feelings. I had to act professional and forget about what happened with Mr. Hollen.

I walked out the elevator and slowly headed to my desk. Once there, I started my desktop computer and began checking for emails so I could respond to them.

The doors to his office pushed open and he walked out.