Chapitre 22: I'm Not Your Dog
The drizzle slowly turned, getting heavier and colder. The gurgling sound was so noisy when it touched the flat surface of the house tile.
Leonardo had just tossed Jasmine's body onto the bed. Slowly but surely, Leonardo crawled up onto the bed, approaching Jasmine. Jasmine stared in horror at the man, she quickly retreated to the edge of the bed, hoping to avoid him, but it was a pointless thing that only took him away for a few seconds.
Jasmine watched as Leonardo drew closer to her, her chest poking out of the gap in his dark blue silk sleep kimono. It shows the lion's head that is beautifully painted on the surface of his skin.
"Don't!! Please, Leon!! Don't come any closer!!" Jasmine was kicking her feet, trying to keep her distance from the lion.
"Remember what I said, Jasmine! What will happen if you don't do what I want?!" Leonardo held Jasmine's legs together so they wouldn't struggle.
Jasmine's shoulders went limp again; sure enough, Leonardo's threat was so scary for an innocent girl like her. The man will kill her husband if she refuses. Jasmine could only give up now. Let this devil touch her body.
"Don't cry!! No woman should cry on my bed!!" snapped Leonardo.
Jasmine bit her lip holding back the fear and sadness, holding back the tears from falling.
[Close your eyes, Jasmine. A moment later, it will be finished, not long.] Jasmine thought. She began to close her eyes as Leonardo's face drew closer to hers. Jasmine prepares to receive Leonardo's passionate kiss.
However, her lips never greeted Leonardo's lips. [What happened?] Jasmine slowly opened her eyes. Leonardo sat beside her, took a bottle of mineral water from the nightstand.
"Drink!" Leonardo's orders.
"Hah??"
Jasmine hesitantly accepted the water from Leonardo's hand. Sure enough, her body was limp, and her throat was dry. I feel very thirsty. Jasmine had forgotten the condition of her own body because she had to argue with Leonardo just now.
The woman stared at the water bottle for a moment. She swallowed hard in her almost dry mouth. Why was the lion suddenly tame? What did he put in this water? Sleeping pills? Excitant?
"What? Do you think I put some medicine? My God, Jasmine, the bottle is still sealed!!" Leonardo grabbed the bottle from Jasmine's hand, opened the bottle cap. There was still a 'click' soundproof of the seal being opened. Instantly Jasmine snatched it away, gulping down its contents quickly. The water ran fast down her throat, and a cold and fresh feeling seemed to wash over Jasmine with relief.
Leonardo snorted, facing this woman like he was taming a stray dog. A lap-type dog pretends to be fierce when in fact, it is feeble and fragile.
"Drink it, only multivitamins! The doctor said your body is exhausted and also frail!" Leonardo handed Jasmine the medicine bottle. The vitamins she used to drink at home, Rafael always gave them. Jasmine is very familiar with the colors and images on the bottle.
"I've been drinking it every day," Jasmine refused.
"Don't be stubborn, Stupid Woman!! If you drank it every day, you wouldn't be this weak!" Leonardo opened the vitamin bottle again, the sound of the seal opening 'click' indicating that the vitamins were new. Leonardo poured two grains and passed them into Jasmine's palm.
"I said I drank it every day—" Jasmine's words fell silent when she found that the pills Leonardo gave her were red, not white.
"Why are you silent? Drink quickly!!" Leonardo forced Jasmine.
Jasmine was still staring in astonishment at the vitamin on top of her palm. It is oval and red, while the vitamins given by Rafael are round, flat, and white. Jasmine took the vitamin bottle from Leonardo's hand, observing every detail of the writing, drawing, and composition. Everything is the same, the same. There is no difference whatsoever.
Jasmine covered her mouth in half disbelief, her throat choking. Leonardo opened the bottle right in front of her eyes. The bottle had just been opened, still sealed. There was no way Leonardo could change its contents. But?? It is also impossible for Rafael to modify the contents? Why should he? Is he her husband?
"Hey!! Why are you so quiet? Hurry up and drink!!" Leonardo snapped at Jasmine again. Breaking Jasmine's daydream, her hand shook as she put the pill in her mouth and swallowed it. Leonardo looked satisfied, while Jasmine looked confused.
[There might be other variants, I can't accuse him,] Jasmine thought, trying to calm herself.
Before Jasmine's reverie broke, Leonardo grabbed her ankle, causing her to flinch. Suddenly she swung the skinny leg, kicking Leonardo.
"Shit!! Crazy woman!!" cursed Leonardo.
"Why are you holding my leg?" Jasmine glared fiercely at Leonardo.
"Applying ointment!" Leonardo crouched down, grabbed Jasmine's legs again, and applied the ointment to the wounds around her blistered heels.
"Ouch!! Agh!!" Jasmine winced in pain. It was so painful.
"Tsk, I never thought I'd lower myself, kneel under a woman's feet and apply ointment!!" Leonardo grumbled, slamming the ointment onto the bed before calling his maid.
"Why is he so angry? I didn't ask either," Jasmine muttered to herself, annoyed but also a little grateful for Leonardo's concern. At least he wasn't as cruel as she thought he was.
"Why are you so stupid up the stairs to the 17th floor?!" Leonardo begins to bring up Jasmine's stupidity again, which causes her to faint and get sick.
"If only you didn't bother me anymore, I wouldn't bother climbing up that many stairs either!" Jasmine pursed her lips.
"So it's all my fault?!" Leonardo's arm is on his hips.
"Yeah, your fault!! Why do you always bother me? Why?" Jasmine looked annoyed at the man. Has he never looked in the mirror? Evaluating himself? Is it always someone else's fault? Is he always right?
"Okay!! Forget it!! I told the maid to cook some porridge!! Eat and sleep!" Leonardo plopped his ass on the lazy sofa, started lighting a cigarette.
"Can't I go home? My husband must be distraught." Jasmine approached Leonardo, sitting on the edge of the bed. She covered her lower body with a blanket.
[Tch, you still hope for him? He didn't even call you, you naive.] Leonardo thought, what a foolish woman. As a man, Leonardo had already guessed that Rafael did not love Jasmine. He only needed her as an outlet for his lust, just like when Leonardo played with his women.
"Mr. Leon, the food is ready." Carl's voice came from behind the door. Leonardo opened the door to his room. Carl pushed the tray trolley and prepared porridge.
The smell of fish porridge and asparagus made Jasmine's stomach growl. The noise grew louder as Leonardo poured it into the bowl. Complete with side dishes, stir-fried vegetables, and boiled free-range chicken eggs.
"Here, eat! I don't want to feed you!" Leonardo held out his bowl.
"Who also asked to be fed?!" Jasmine slowly stretched out her hand to receive the bowl of congee.
"Slow down, and it's still hot! Your tongue could burn!!"
"Yeah, yeah, really fussy, huh?!" Jasmine reproached Leonardo, saying he no longer cared, didn't want to, but was still worried, fussy again.
"Mr. Leon, here is the ginseng soup. I have boiled it." Carl poured the ginseng stew from an earthenware teapot into an oriental patterned ceramic glass.
"Thank you, Carl."
"You're welcome, Young Master." Carl resigned.
"Ah!!" Jasmine sighed as she devoured the porridge. It was still too hot even though Jasmine had blown it several times.
"I told you! Be careful!!" Leonardo took the bowl from Jasmine's hand.
"Hey-hey!!! I haven't finished eating yet!" Jasmine looked furious, like a cat who had lost a fish right before her eyes.
Leonardo gently stirred the surface of the porridge, blowing it so that the hot steam dissipated immediately. Leonardo tested the warmth of the porridge with his lips. After feeling warm, he fed it to Jasmine.
"You said you didn't want to feed me?!" teased Jasmine.
"Shut up and just open your mouth!" Leonardo brought the spoon closer.
Jasmine wanted to sulk, didn't want to eat. But the delicious smell, as well as the sound of the dragon in her stomach, made Jasmine lose control of herself. She opened her mouth wide.
"Still hot?" asked Leonardo. Jasmine lowered her head, then shook her head.
"Which one is true??!" sigh Leonardo.
"Hish!! Let me eat by myself!" Jasmine tried to snatch the bowl from Leonardo's hands.
Leonardo raised the bowl of porridge high above his head, deliberately preventing Jasmine from grabbing it. No matter how long Jasmine stretched out her hand, their height difference was still too far away. Jasmine even jumped. Instead of grabbing the bowl, the blanket slipped from her body.
"Argh damn!!" Jasmine hurriedly pulled the blanket back up again. Her face warmed with embarrassment.
"Puft... why are you shy? I've even seen all of your body. If you want, I can describe it in detail?" Leonardo stifled a laugh.
"Fuck!! A cursed devil!" Jasmine cursed, momentarily losing her appetite. She sat back on the edge of the bed, folding her arms over her chest.
Leonardo pulled up a chair and sat across from Jasmine. He spooned out more of the porridge and fed it to Jasmine.
"I'm not hungry. My appetite is gone." Jasmine did not accept the porridge from Leonardo's mouthful.
"Eat! Or I'll feed you through my mouth," Leonardo threatened to make Jasmine blush even more.
"You bastard!" Jasmine ate the porridge.
"Good! Finish your food, and then be obedient! Because tonight you are mine!" Leonardo smirked.
"I'm not your dog!" Jasmine argued as she opened her mouth, not denying the delicious taste of the porridge.
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