Jasmine heaved a sigh and walked to the window. She smiled when she saw Diana, a woman in her late thirties, and her landlady pulled up her bag and took a left till Jasmine could see her no more. She rushed to the bathroom and turned on the shower. She hummed a melodious tune as she took time to wash her body.
Her landlord Terrence was in his mid-forties and one of the hottest men she had ever laid eyes on. She would know since she was having an affair with him. There were two pros to having an affair with her landlord. First, Terrence refused to collect rent from her, so she lived in her apartment for free. Second, which was why she looked forward to every moment Diana left the building, Terrence knew how to f**k.
She’d slept with a lot of men, but not one of them f****d her brains o
