Chapter 7
Jasmine's POV
The next day at breakfast, I was helping my mother set up the table when Hardin suddenly came down to the dining hall.
My mother looked like she had seen a ghost and perhaps she had because since we moved in to the house, Hardin had refused to eat with us, choosing to either eat in his room or go out to eat which I knew had made my mother very distressed and sad about how he had not still accepted her.
"Oh, Hardin, it is a pleasure to have you join us for breakfast. Please sit." She had said.
"Thanks." He replied, his voice deep in a way that made me shiver and I kept staring at him, unable to look away.
His ebony hair was damp, indicating that he had just showered and as the shirt he wore hugged his biceps paired with loose fitting pants, I could not deny that Hardin Morales was probably one of the most gorgeous male I had ever laid eyes on.
But then, that gorgeousness meant nothing when I remembered that behind that face and body was someone who hated me and my mother. Also, he bullied people and treated everyone like they were the dust beneath his feet.
Sitting across from him, I raised my eyebrow as Russo joined us on the table. His eyes widened in surprise and he looked delighted that Hardin was joining us for breakfast.
"Hardin, you're joining us today. What a surprise," Russo said and I fought the urge to roll my eyes when Hardin nodded innocently.
"Exactly," I muttered under my breath and watched as lips curled up in a smirk, clearly hearing what I had whispered and I frowned.
Why was he here? Surely, after dropping that dead rat which was his idea of a welcome, he hadn't slept and woken up to suddenly realize that he was ready to suddenly become one big happy family with us.
Russo and my mother might be easily deceived but I knew better. Hardin was here for no other reason than himself. I was sure that there was something he was hiding up his sleeve.
But I didn't know what and it made me very anxious. I remembered how I had barely gotten any sleep, afraid that he would enter the room and do something nasty again.
Speaking of, I needed to change the lock to my room.
"So, Hardin, tell me, how has school been?" Russo asked and he shrugged.
"Fine, I guess. You should ask Jasmine. We've been getting to know each other," he lied smoothly and I watched my mother's eyes become bright with delight.
I choked on my drink and my eyes widened as he pinned me with a look that dared me to disagree.
"Oh, really? Jazz, you didn't say anything about Hardin and you getting along when I asked." My mother who was sitting beside me rubbed my back affectionately and I just feigned a smile, unable to lie, unlike some people.
"Oh, she didn't? We are becoming good friends. I dropped off a gift for her last night as well. To formally invite her to the family."
I coughed and my mother's eyes widened as she looked at me and rubbed my back again.
"Christ, are you okay, sweetie?" She asked and I saw Russo's worried face. Hardin, however, was smiling so wide it made me understand what he had come down for.
I finally realized why he was here. He wanted to see my reaction to the little gift he had dropped last night. I should have known that he was up to no good.
Waving my mum off, I nodded and cleared my throat. "Yes, I'm fine and Hardin has been nothing but accommodating." I hoped the sarcasm in my answer was not too loud and from the way my mother smiled, she had believed my lie.
"That's wonderful," Russo answered "Jazz, Hardin, I and Camila will be going on a trip this weekend and will return on Sunday, will you be okay without us?"
My face paled and I looked at Hardin who didn't look like the news bothered him.
I could not stay in this big house alone with Hardin. The maids didn't count because they stayed in their quarters except they needed to work and couldn't be bothered about whatever was happening upstairs. Especially when it was just supposed to be siblings in the house. What was the worst that could happen?
But Hardin didn't see me as a sibling. I didn't even know what he saw me as. And I was not willing to find out.
"All weekend?" I asked shakily and my hand tightened on the fork I was holding when my mother nodded.
"Why? Hardin will be around so you won't be too lonely. We'll be back tomorrow evening, I promise."
I was sure the smile on my face did not look like a smile and I looked at Hardin who smirked and folded his arms.
"Actually, I have plans. Don't know when I'll be back though," he answered and I hid my relief.
"Oh? Will you be okay alone then, Jasmine?" Russo asked and I nodded immediately, quickly feigning sadness that Hardin was leaving.
"I mean, it's a big house and it won't be fun with Hardin gone too but I'll be fine."
I knew I lied, it would be absolutely fun!
After breakfast, I waved to my mum and Russo as they left. Hardin had left earlier, and I celebrated as I went to my room.
Finally, I could get some rest. Spending the rest of the day preparing for school and doing my assignment while face timing Nadia, I took a nap after sun set.
Opening my eyes, I screamed in shock to see Hardin sitting on the couch in my bedroom, his arms folded as he watched me.
I was only dressed in my night dress and I pulled the covers to shield myself from his gaze.
"What are you doing here? You said..."
"Yeah, I lied. Get with the program, Jasmine. Why would I risk the opportunity to play with you without our parents overhearing?"
My face paled in horror as he stood and dragged me from the bed to stand in front of him and his gaze darkened as he looked at me. "Who knew that you had such tits and ass on you? You've been hiding behind those clothes of yours, haven't you?"
My face paled when I realized that he must have looked at me naked in the bathroom and his smile widened. "Yes, Jasmine. I peeked and now that I have, I want to have a taste."
I tried to take one step back but he pulled me against him, pushing me to the bed. Then he tore my night dress. "Why? You watched me fuck someone else and you didn't move. Didn't you like it, you little bitch?"
"Please, stop," I gasped, trying to push him away when he pinched my nipple and he slapped my face.
"Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way but I will have a taste of what I came here for."
"Please, no," I pleaded but he'd already pinned my hands above my head with one hand, the other one moving down my body to touch my clit. I froze as the foreign sensation hit me and I fought the tears that fell from my eyes because in my heart, I didn't want all that was happening.
"Look at you. You're saying one thing and your pussy is saying another."
Moving down, he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and I gasped as his fingers found my entrance. Before I knew it, he slipped two fingers into my tight wetness, fingering me hard.
"Please, Hardin, stop this," I begged, tears falling down my face.
"Shut up or I'm going to put my dick in your mouth, bitch." He moved faster and I gasped again as the foreign sensation gripped me again.
"Please." I begged again and he froze, slapping me again and pulling his pants down to reveal his cock that was so long and hard. Appalled at the sight of that monstrous dick, I tried to run. Sadly, Hardin was fast to catch me.
Pulling me back to the bed, he held my hands behind my back, forcing my mouth open and pushing his cock inside.
"Ah, fuck." And before I could move, he held my head in place and started to fuck my mouth, throwing his head back as he groaned and slapped me again.
More tears slipped down my eyes but I was trapped and couldn't do anything until he suddenly paused in my mouth and looked down at me with a cruel smile.
"I'm about to cum in your smart little mouth and you're going to swallow all of it. Do you understand?"
He didn't let me answer, holding my head in place as his cum filled my mouth. He waited until I had swallowed every drop before he released me and I fell to the bed, sobbing.
Zipping himself up, he was at the door, then he paused and turned to smirk at me. "Don't even bother to tell anyone about this. Or you and your mother will suffer. And get ready, because this is just the beginning."