Ruthlessly Heartless

Chapter 3

Jasmine frowned a little 'is he serious right now' Let me just get it done with and leave' so I can go prepare for tomorrow.

'Why is he so unreasonable though? His shirt looks crisp. And I am sure for him to be able to access this exclusive part of the building, he can easily get someone to bring him change of clothes right? What a bully. Is he trying to show off those abs? He is so sexy.'

Jasmine shook her head 'what am I thinking' "I will get to it"

Fowler led her to the laundry room not far from the corridor to the left. "This is the laundry room, you will find everything you need in here. They are barely used, so you should check for dust before you start"

"Okay, thanks"

Fowler nodded, stepped out and closed the door. 'Boss is so shameless. Does he need to put her through this? there was barely any damage to his suit, and even if there was, there are almost twenty rolls of new suit in his office rest area sigh'.

Fowler stepped into the living room to see Miller still only wearing his trousers while he sipped the champagne he helped himself with from the bar area. What happened to his singlet by the way? Is he trying to show off his great body? Fowler was still thinking about his boss's antics when he heard a low but cold voice.

"I have been too playful with you lately right?"

Playful? When was the Boss ever playful "Boss, I ....it was a mistake" was I going to say I was just trying to help you? Won't I get myself into more trouble. Boss's ego is so huge, mountains will fade in comparison. Why would he need my help to woo a woman. Gulps.

"No bonus for the next three months"

"Boss...?"

Miller turned around and raised his brow icily.

"Thank you boss" it's just three months anyway. I can't bear to miss the end of year bonus. The amount is almost six months salary including monthly bonus for overtime.

"Where is she?"

"In the laundry room"

"You can leave. Cancel my next appointment and move it to six"

"Okay boss" 'President Miller has never brought any girl up here before. He must be really into this one. Or is he changing his direct ways of dealing with the girls? Maybe love at first sight? Fowler shook his head, boss in love? Nah! He can only be in lust.' Fowler smiled faintly nodded his head and left.

Miller sipped his champagne while looking towards the corridor. He smirked and stood up.

Jasmine was done with the ironing and was holding the suit and shirt gingerly as if afraid it will wrinkle again. She was about to step out when Miller came inside.

"Sir, I am done, I was just bringing it."

Jasmine frowned when he didn't say anything but lean against the door frame like a model about to take a sexy picture while looking at the clothing in her hands. After a long time he pointed with the champagne flute in his hand.

"I can still see wrinkles"

"Huh?"

Jasmine looked at the clothes and it still looks impeccable. Is he trying to bully me?

"Don't worry, just bring it along" Miller stepped out after saying that and walked towards another door. Jasmine followed behind while making faces at him.

Miller saw her making faces from some of the mirrors on the wall and the corner of his lips curled in a faint smile. He didn't say anything and stepped into one of the rooms and gestured for her to come inside.

When Jasmine saw it was a bedroom, she stopped at the door and stretched out her hands, as if asking him to take his clothes. Miller smirked "Come inside and drop it on the bed"

Jasmine was starting to panic and widened her eyes 'What is he trying to do?'

"Don't worry, I don't bite. I like my women willing"

Jasmine does not trust anything he said but quickly entered the room laid the clothes on the bed and tried to retreat.

"Where are you going?"

"I have done my part, I am leaving"

"Leaving? You want to leave after you got my meeting cancelled?"

Jasmine couldn't take it anymore and frowned "What else do you want?"

Miller smiled, so the kitten is actually a wild cat "Can't you see that I am holding my champagne?"

"So what does that have to do with me?"

"Come and help me wear it"

"..."

Miller smiled seductively and Jasmine swallowed her saliva. "You caused this problem, you should fix it"

"I wrinkled your suit by mistake. I apologized and even showed my sincerity by pressing it. What else do you want?"

"I want you to wear it for me"

"..." He is so shameless. Jasmine stared at him angrily, but when she remembered that she Just got this job and he may be a big shot. She swallowed her anger and took short and cautious steps towards Miller. If she offends him on the first day she might not be allowed to resume the next day .

She stopped near the bed and picked up his shirt, she walked behind him and Miller co'operated by slipping his free hand in the shirt. He switched his champagne to the other hand and slipped his other hand in.

Jasmine turned around to button his shirt, she saw his abs up close for the first time and she couldn't help staring. She was looking at his abs and wondering how hard it would be to touch when she heard his husky voice.

"Like what you see?"

Jasmine snapped out of her lustful daydream and clumsily buttoned his shirt. Miller looked at her and chuckled. She picked up his suit and was about to help him wear it.

"Woman, is this how your boyfriend wear his shirt?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Miller gestured towards his belt. "You have to tuck it in"

"What!?" Wouldn't that mean I have to...

Miller pretended not to notice her discomfort. "Get on with it"

Jasmine bit her lip in annoyance and helpless she decided to quickly get this done and leave, before he decides that she has dirtied his pent house and she have to clean it before leaving.

Jasmine took a deep breath and unbuckled his belt, when she caught a glimpse of his briefs she was relieved and quickly tucked in without mistakenly touching what she is not supposed to touch. She buckled the belt and quickly help him with his suit. As she clasped the last button she heard his annoying but sexy voice again

"It looks like you have quiet the experience doing this."

Jasmine wanted to retort but held it in, she took two steps back. "Once again I am sorry, I will take my leave now"

Miller wanted to tease her more but he doesn't have any genuine reasons anymore. Since he doesn't want to scare her, he had to let her go. He watched her beautiful features closely, her angular jaw and oval face is so beautiful. Her lips looks so soft and succulent, and those eyes, they remind him of a calm lake at sunset, her scent is intoxicating, subtle but very pleasant.

"Hmm. What's your name?"

"Hailey" The company is so big, I am just an intern, I won't see him again after this. Hmmph!

Miller smirked "Hailey?..."

"Hailey Baldwin"

"Do you work here?"

"Yes"

"Really? I have never seen you before , Which department?"

"I am just a cleaner sir. Thank you for forgiving me. Goodbye"

Before Miller could say anything she hurried out of the room and quickly walked down the long corridor. When she couldn't find the large living room from before, she retraced her steps and walked to the other end. She sighed as she found it but he was sitting calmly as if waiting for her to make a fool of herself.

"Are you done with the tour?"

"Sorry sir, I was just....I got lost. I will be on my way." Jasmine walked briskly towards the elevator but no matter how many times she pressed the button nothing happened.

Panic clearly written on her face she kept punching on the buttons but the elevator won't budge. She checked everywhere but there are no other doors or stairs. She was now genuinely scared, does he want to... She took out her phone to call for help when she heard his voice again.

"Only a few people can access that elevator, it works with fingerprint"

"Please open it"

"Why should I open it? You left without my permission"

Jasmine was initially scared but now she is just plain angry. "Why should I ask for your permission to leave? I am not your maid"

Miller sneered "Really? Okay, let's see how you leave then." As soon as he finished speaking he turned around and strode back inside.

Sweating and perspiring Jasmine quickly followed him inside, she saw him at the bar pouring wine inside his now empty cup. "I am sorry, can you please open the elevator? Please."

Miller looked at her icily "No!"