Sold To A Cold-hearted Billionaire

Jasmine dragged herself lazily to the bathroom. She brushed and had her bath. She picked a pink tank top and black shorts. She packed her hair in a tight ponytail.

She checked the list of things her aunt had written for her to buy for the kitchen. ' She's rich. Why doesn't she get a maid?'

She boarded a taxi to the grocery store where she got all the things her aunt had written on the list. She went back home and arranged the things which she had bought in their rightful places.

When she finished, she washed her face and applied little powder. She placed a call to her best friend Will.

"Hey handsome." She said.

" Hey beautiful." Will said, his voice cracking.

" Were you sleeping?"

" Nah. I just finished with some girl." Will teased.

" Pervert. Can we meet today?"

" Sure. I'll tell Francie and Todd."

" See you in twenty minutes. The usual restaurant." She said and hung up.

She boarded a taxi to Charles avenue. It was the last place her aunt would think to look. When she got to the restaurant, one of the biggest restaurants in town, she met only Will who was typing something on his phone.

" Hey handsome." She said and pecked his cheek.

"Clumsy." Will muttered.

" I heard you and I'm not clumsy, I'm beautiful. The most beautiful girl you've ever seen." Jasmine smirked.

" I wish." Will teased.

" Sorry we're late." Francie said as she came in with Todd.

" You're always late." Will teased.

" I know. Jasmine how did you escape furious today?" Todd asked as he took his seat.

" I didn't. She wasn't at home and I was bored." Jasmine smiled.

" Girl, you're eighteen and you still sneak out. Heaven knows if it was me I'd had ran out of that house." Francie said.

" That's why it isn't you. Besides she's my only family."

" Is she still tiring you. You know you could come work for me, I'll pay you." Todd teased and Jasmine hit him on his arm playfully.

" Guys I just heard the biggest news." Francie announced.

" I hope it isn't about a new restaurant coz I'm not about to try anything out." Will said looking at her.

" No it isn't. Michael Dixon is in Louisiana." Francie squealed.

" So fucking what?" Todd asked absentmindedly.

" Dude. The Micheal Dixon is in Louisiana, New Orleans to be precise and he's here to stay and you're behaving like an arse." Francie said.

" Girl you don't even the snub." Jasmine teased.

" I know him." Francie said frustrated. The kind of friends she had hates to attach themselves to the lives of celebrities. " I heard that he was here in Charles avenue."

" Who's telling you those news?" Will asked.

" Maria. She also said he's staying in Charles avenue." Francie said and they all laughed.

" You know you shouldn't believe all Maria says." Will said.

" Where precisely?" Jasmine asked.

"The Portchartrain hotel."

" That's like two streets from here." Todd said.

" If Micheal Dixon was really here, he'd have sent us all out to spend the evening alone." Jasmine teased.

" He doesn't just send people out. He's a good guy. A young billionaire about your age." Francie argued.

" Oh, he's so not my age." Jasmine hissed.

" Guys, let's forget about Micheal Dix... " Will couldn't remember the name.

" Dixon." Francie chirped.

" Whatever. Let's talk about ourselves."

They continued talking about other things. Francie announced that she got an admission into law school and Todd joined the Navy.

Will was still contemplating business administration while Jasmine wants to go to medical school but her aunt says she can't afford to train a dollop head in college.

Jasmine excused herself to use the bathroom when she came across a young man on his way. He was cute but she could sense the arrogant aura coming from him.

She entered the ladies room, did what she wanted to do and came out. She found the man who she saw earlier also coming out of the men's room.

" You're one sexy chick." The man murmured but Jasmine heard him.

" Excuse me?" Jasmine asked walking closer to the man.

" I said you have one sexy ass. I was looking for a whore for the night...."

" If you're looking for a whore, there are thousands of places of places you can find them in New Orleans." Jasmine snapped.

" Sexy and round. Love your ass by the way." The man smirked.

" I will not let you harass me with your words." Jasmine yelled already getting angry, she had quite the hot temper.

" What you gonna do if I harass you? Call security?" The man grinned and tried to touch her but Jasmine slapped him before he could touch her.

" You don't speak to any lady you see like a slut. You treat a woman with respect." Jasmine said fuming.

The man looked around to see if anyone was watches. He was relieved at first but his face turned sour when he saw about a dozen people staring.

" How dare you, you slut?" The man asked, his eyebrows creasing together. Jasmine raised her hands and gave him another slap. The man stared at her shocked. No one has ever raised a hand on him. But this girl did, not once but twice.

Jasmine walked past him and went to where her friends were.

" What took you so long?" Francie asked.

" I came across an annoying dude, he was harassing me, called me a slut..."

" Don't tell me you slapped him?" Francie asked

" I did, twice." Jasmine replied, her face red as that of a tomato. Francie turned and saw a man coming out of the direction of the restroom holding his face.

" Don't tell me he's the one...." Francie said praying that she would say no.

" If it was him, I'm sure he really said something really nasty to receive two slaps from a little lady." Will teased.

" I'm not little. He's the one. " Jasmine said and Francie gasped.

" You slapped Micheal Dixon! " Francie yelled and Jasmine looked at her like a fool.

" Stop joking." Jasmine said.

" You did. He's sure not gonna let you off." Francie said folding her arms.

" What?!" Jasmine said, her mouth dropped open in shock.