"I still don't get the reason for you to tie me up. What offence did I commit? You just rescued me from the bondage of your friend, and you're putting me in bondage again." Jasmine couldn't keep mute any longer.

Watching him as he paced round the room with his cigarette releasing the disgusting smoke that filled the room, she was damn angry.

He turned and glanced at her, then continued with his smoking, he grabbed the bottle of chilled water and emptied it, then got seated.

Jasmine recalled what Osnald had said about him, he can stay without food so long as there's a cigarette to smoke.

She sniffed,...