Demon Again

"So? What happened? You didn't sound good over the phone" Roman said, trying his best to sound a bit softer. He had worn a face mask, and no one knew it was the President himself.

"The...The...Peony is planning to sell me off to some man called Jackson for six million dollars." Jasmine couldn't help but cry. Roman clenched his fist and hit it on the table.

"This is so horrible. I can't believe Peony could be so greedy!" He snarled.

"Nova...look, how did you get to this brothel? Why did you even come here?" Roman asked and Jasmine rolled her eyes.

"Stop calling me Novalie. My name is Jasmine." She said.

"Your name is not - "

"We can't talk in a public place."

"So? Where should we meet?" Roman folded his arms.

"At your house, baby." She winked.

"My house? That's not happening!"

"Why?"

"I...i...i mean the selling is not happening. And why don't we sit in a corner? Why my house?" Roman suggested.

"No problem." Jasmine walked outside the restaurant, swaying her butt and the diners could see her curves.

"Well, uhm...I was brought to the brothel when i was just 13 years old. I was separated from my mum and sisters, and since then, i have been working for Miss Peony. My puberty stage came so early that I had curves and hips...I have been doing this dirty work, but men never get to me."

"You mean....you are a.." Jasmine nodded before he completed his sentence.

"Sorry Jazz, i know you must be feeling bad right now."

"Thanks for caring. You know what, it feels like, I have been waiting for you to kiss me before i kissed anyone else. Stranger, we have a connection."

"NOVALIE! Its you! You're just freaking lying to me!" He half yelled.

"Lying? Am not Novalie! I was born Jasmine and raised Jasmine, and sir, we have never met. I have never even seen your face.'

"Am afraid, if you see my face Nova, you might not love me as much as you do."

"Love? Says who? Sir, i don't love you. I have never loved someone. I hope you know am a stripper, and am obsessed with my job, already. And again, i have to return to the brothel. Thank you sir.' Jasmine left him standing.

Roman had a swirl of emotions. He was happy, angry and even worried about Nova. He didn't know if he should believe her or not. What if she was Nova but had amnesia?

...

"Hey Joyce! Where are you going with Cece?" Jasmine saw them with their luggage.

"Cannes."

"Why?"

"A man invited us, and we are going there."

"Can i please go with you???" Jasmine begged with puppy eyes.

"He doesn't need you." Joyce and Cece said in unison and scurried off.

"Peony! Did you send them to Cannes?" She asked.

"I did. So what? We are having a stripper's party tonight so get prepared!" Peony yelled eating Oreo. Jasmine entered her bedroom. After remembering what she told Roman, she burst into loud tears.

Soon, it was evening and as Roman went to the empty area with his face mask on, he got a phone call from one of his ministers.

"We have a meeting tonight, sir." He spoke, and Roman hung up.

He entered the brothel, where three men were already seated, watching the pre performance. Two girls were in a black bikini without straps. They were twerking. Suddenly, a door opened, and about thirty girls who were in different kinds of bikinis barged in. Another door opened behind them, and many men came in, sitting to watch the performance. They twisted and twisted, swaying their bad girl curves, with money being lavished on them.

But Roman's eyes were on one person - his woman. She looked so beautiful. She was wearing a short red bikini, which made her look very hot. Her dancing and gestures were angelic - and it felt like she was only looking at him.

After one great hour, the party was over and so many men were speaking to Miss Peony about the girl they liked.

"Oh MR! You're here again!" Peony yelled when she saw Roman.

"Yeah."

"Are you here to see Jasmine?" Peony smiled.

"He can't be. Hi, am Jackson, the man who spoke to you on the phone." He stood big and huge. It looked like he was in his late 40's.

"Hello Mr Jackson. My name is Peony.Eleanor!!!" She yelled a girl's name. The girl cat-walked towards them, eating her own hair and caressing her body.

"Call Jasmine here." Eleanor walked off swaying her butt. A guy called her, pulled her panties, and put some dollars into it.

"Eww!!!' Roman muttered, wanting to puke. Few minutes later, Jasmine came over. And surprisingly, she didn't notice how old the man looked. She winked at the man who sat on the couch, climbed on him, and caressed his whole body. Some men who were watching this were already drooling over her.

"Now Mr....what's your name?" Peony asked Roman, and he became puzzled for some seconds.

"Am Romeo. My name is Romeo."

"Awww...hey Romeo, my name is Juliet." A girl came out of nowhere, and hugged him.

"Juliet, get out!" Peony half yelled as the girl flinched and scurried off.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, sir. You may take your leave if you don't need any girl's services."

"You know what Peony, give me one of your bedrooms to have fun with Jasmine, before i buy her." Jackson said, as Peony nodded in agreement, and pointed to a bedroom in a corner. He lifted her in bridal style, and Roman noticed tears rolling down her cheeks.

Jasmine sat on the bed staring like an alien. She was wearing a green robe.

"Where did you find this robe to cover up your breathtaking body?" He asked her, with a seductive look.

"I found it on the pillow." She said.

"well, its useless. Take it off!" Mr Jackson half yelled, and Jasmine looked surprised.

"Do you think you're here to dance with me?"

"I know what you're planning, but not me. Look, my name is Jasmine and you can't touch me because am not an whore."

"How dare you?" He went towards her and slapped her. Without wasting time, Jasmine raised her hand, and hit him hard across the face.

"You old thing..." She couldn't finish when Mr. Jackson angrily pushed her on the bed, and wrapped themselves in the sheets. He tore the robe and made his way to her back, trying to unhook her bra. Jasmine yelled and kicked, but Jackson didn't give up. As soon as he undressed her, Jasmine knew that was all. But then - the life saver!

He barged into the room, breaking the door in the process. He grabbed Jackson like he was nothing, and ripped him apart! Jasmine screamed her lungs out and closed her eyes. Jackson fell dead immediately, and that was when Jasmine knew, her sister had seen the person. It was exactly the way she described.

His whole body was fire. She slowly opened her eyes, and the fiery eyed demon, which had fiery horns wrapped his arms around her, pulled her close and....