Melanie gets under the shower and turns it on while still having her clothes on.
She sighs a million times and runs her hand through her hair, not knowing exactly what to do.
She thinks of how she has been living her life from the past to this moment, she doesn't know what to do or how to cry for her poor soul.
She only agreed to do this job thinking it would be a little better not knowing she was moving in a circle.
Well, she's been coping all these while and she'll keep coping until she dies, perhaps.
She gets off the shower and turns it off. She wraps her towel around her chest and walks out of the bathroom.
She enters her room and closes the door behind her, she walks to the wardrobe and picks out a pair of purple nighties. She clade in the dress and get on the bed.
Just then she hears the ringing of her phone and she picks it up from the table. Behold, it was a strange number. After contemplating what to do, she finally clicks on the receive icon and placed it on her ear.
“Come down for dinner.” she hears the baritone voice says over the phone and she needs no one to tell her that it's her boss.
She walks back to the wardrobe and picks out a long black gown from the set of clothes and quickly changes into it.
If you should ask her what she loves most in this world, she'll gladly say it's beautiful dresses. And she's blessed to have a wardrobe filled with elegant dresses.
She walks out of her room and closes the door behind her, leaving her phone inside.
One thing about her, she doesn't like to go around with her phone.
Getting downstairs, she sights the father and son seated on the furniture in the dining room.
Okay, should she just go back inside and discard the thought of having dinner at the same table with these two? She thought and after much contemplation, she descend the last step and move closer to them.
“I’m here, sir” Melanie announces her presence even though it doesn't matter because they can see her. But seeing them awkward moment left her with no choice but to say something.
She pulls the seat that's beside Archie since there are three seats and the vacant one is beside Archie. She sits down and gazes at Archie to see if he has anything to say about it.
Archie rolls his eyes discreetly and picks up his spoon ready to dig it into his meal.
“Help yourself with serving.” Mr Gordon says as soon as Melanie has settled down and she smiles in appreciation.
“You should have called me to do it,” Melanie says what's on her mind and Mr Gordon scoff.
“You just get back from the hospital and I can't let you stress yourself, for today. And besides, I don't think you had anything since you get here, I can't let you die under my roof.” Mr Gordon spat which makes Archie choke on his food.
“I’ll be in my room,” Archie says, rushing off from the dining.
“Is he okay?” Melanie asks Worriedly.
“He’s your business, isn't he? Go ask him and don't pester me.” Mr Gordon yells, slamming his spoon on the table.
“I’m sorry for bothering you.”
Melanie quickly stands on her feet and bows to the frantic man in front of her. She packs her meal and dash out of his presence before he could utter another word.
She walks through the lonely hallway that leads to Archie’s room. Don't ask how she knew, it was written in the blueprint that was given to her by Harley.
The blueprint was a guide that would guide her way through the mansion.
She stands in front of his room and takes a deep breath before knocking on the door.
She stands for a moment and when she didn't hear anything from him, she place another knock on the door.
“What do you want?” The angry voice of Archie flare from inside and Melanie sigh not knowing exactly what she's going to say to the boy.
“I just want to know if you're okay, you know, the way you rushed off doesn't seem alright, so I'm here to know if you need anything,” Melanie says, she tries her best not to sound horse or flare at him.
Archie scoffs “Leave if that's what you want to know. I'm fine, so just move away from my door.” Archie sneered.
Melanie rolls her eyes before making her way to her room.
“I’m just confused about what to do.” Melanie groans the moment she set foot in her room.
She closes the door behind her and walks to the bed.
She plunges onto the bed and picks up her phone.
She unlocks the phone and sees that she's gotten 5 missed calls. Three from her mom, one from Kayla and the remaining one from a strange number.
She's getting a lot of calls from strange numbers these days and she doesn't know why he (Gordon) has to keep calling her with a different number.
She tosses the phone to one side and continues with her food.
Only if they had allowed her to eat in peace back then, she wouldn't be here eating her phone when she ought to be sleeping.
“Bunch of headaches” she groans and started to cough slightly. She peek at the tray that she used to carry her food and couldn't see any water.
“Fuck! I should have to take a bottle of water with me. Now I'll have to go back downstairs.” she complains and angrily stands on her feet.
She stares back at the food and decided to eat up her food so she won't have to go back again to drop the dishes.
After she's done with her food she picks the chicken wings that remain on the plate and much on it as she makes her way downstairs.
She hears a husky voice murmuring from the kitchen and she decided to check it out.
“Is everything alright in there?” Melanie asks, peeking inside the kitchen through the keyhole and she gasps when she sees Mr Gordon on the floor trembling with his hands clutch tightly at his shirt.
Melanie pause to stare at him from afar. He looks so messy that Melanie finds it difficult to believe that he is the same man she had left in the dining room, some moments ago.
Mr Gordon raises his head when he gives attention to the sudden movement in the kitchen.
Seeing Melanie by the door, he sprang up to his feet and run to meet up with her.
“Please take me out of here.” He cries out and Melanie gasps when she sees that he's in tears.
“Are you okay, sir…
Melanie is still trying to say something but what Mr Gordon did next shocks her to the bone.
“What are you doing?” Melanie asks with her eyes widened in shock.
Melanie opens the door to Mr Gordon’s room and walks in gently with his hands hanging tightly around her shoulder.If not for her, he would have passed out on the cold floor already.Melanie moves closer to his bed and releases his hand from her shoulder. She makes him sit on the bed and tucks him into bed afterwards.He absent-mindedly mumbles some words which don't come out clearly to Melanie.She shrugs her shoulders when she's not sure of what to do.“I hope you're okay.” she sighs and strides out of his room, leaving the light on.Melanie decided to check up on Archie before going to bed. She takes the hallway that leads to his room and hears his slight snort from afar.Melanie shakes her head “Such a kid.” she chuckles and moves closer to his room.She opens the door gently and gazes around the room to see Archie sleeping soundly on his bed.“Much better.” Melanie smiles and closes the door back.“If care is not taken, I'll end up babysitting both father and son.” She giggles at
The kitchen suddenly becomes heated for Archie as he dabs his forehead with his index finger. The look on his father's face isn't welcoming and he sighs at what the irate man might say next.“I asked you what are you doing here?” Mr Gordon inquired, his voice is so loud that Melanie is beginning to wonder what will happen if she didn't speak up.Mr Gordon takes a few steps forward and Melanie thrust Archie to her back.“I’m very sorry sir, I called him from the living room to help me with the cooker. I should have found another way to get it done please pardon me.” Melanie bow her head in guilt.Archie stares at her from her back and he couldn't help but wonder why she's covering up for her. Although it was true that he helped her with the electronics but he came here on his own.“Get off kid! Don't ever step foot in here again.” Mr Gordon commanded.Archie mumbles angrily and strides out of the kitchen. Leaving his father behind.“Don’t ever call him to the kitchen he once had an acc
In the busy road of the city, Mr Gordon pulls his red Lamborghini to a halt in front of the old town bar. He loses the buckle of his shirt and rolls up the sleeves. He steps down from the car and marches angrily inside the bar. There, he sights his son causing a ruckus with the bar attendant. “Oh! Welcome, Mr Gordon.” The lady rush over to meet Him as soon as he strides inside the spacious lounge. Mr Gordon raises his brow when he sights his son being held down by the male attendant. “Care to tell me what is happening here?” Mr Gordon grumble as he divert his attention to the lady that came to welcome him. “Oh, bless you, sir, this young fellow came here a while ago asking for liquor and judging by his appearance it's clearly shown that he's a high school kid that's supposed to be receiving a lecture.” The lady mumbles with her fingers intertwined behind her back. “So why did you call?” Mr Gordon inquires taking his gaze from the lady to his son who seems wasted, judging by the w
Mr Gordon tightens his grip on the window as memories of his dead wife flash through his mind. He bows his head in sorrow and tears pour down his gemstone-green eyes.He sighs loudly as balls of sweat emerge from his forehead.“I never wish for any of these.” He mumbles to himself. He strides to the study room that is located in his room, closes the door behind him and falls to his knees.“I’m sorry Archie.” he cries bitterly as he couldn't help but wonder what he must be feeling at the moment.“I hope you don't forgive me for everything I've done to you.” he groans and stands up to his feet.He walks to the mini cabinet in the study room and brings out the album that contains his dead wife's pictures.“Selena!” He mumbles and cares the first picture with his thumb.It was the picture they both took together in their final year in high school.It was the day he confessed his feelings to his best friend, right on the school balcony. Selena was his childhood friend and they'd been havin
“What are you two doing out here?” Mr Gordon asks, taking two steps closer to them.Archie groans on the floor he sat on and he deliberately drags his feet off the water.He stands on his feet and walks out on them without saying anything.Melanie didn't bother to call him back as she was afraid he might stand against his father if he should stay for another minute.Melanie turned around and bowed to Mr Gordon who stood transfixed on his spot.“I’ll take my leave now, sir.” She says gently and walks out on him, not waiting for his response.“Thank you for making him happy.” Mr Godon says behind her.Melanie stop walking for a while, she turns her gaze to him to see that he was already staring at the waterfall and not her.‘Maybe I heard wrongShe thought and stridden inside the mansion.Melanie walk inside her room and close the door behind her, she sighs tiredly and walks to her bed.She plunges into the bed.“Today is a bit tiring.” she yawns lazily and takes her phone from the nigh
Melanie gets back to her room after having dinner with Archie. She walks to the bathroom and had her baths before walking back inside the room.“My stomach is so full.” she groans, rubbing her now big stomach, with her palm.“What am I going to prepare for them tomorrow?” she ask herself, scratching her jaw as she thinks of what to cook the next day.“Whatever!” she hissed. She turn off the lights and close her eyes for sleep to take over. The next day, Saturday.Melanie stand at the parking lot, waiting for Archie to come out for their outing.They've planned to go out and have fun. It is Saturday morning, Mr Gordon had left for work an hour ago, they agree to go out without his knowledge and return back home before he'll get back in the evening.Melanie wore a black and golden brown stride skirt over a black crop top with a golden brown heels. She clutch tight at her black purse. Her dark brown waist length hair was moved to the back, hiding her silver earrings.She gaze at h
Mr Gordon glared at Harley who stands in front of his office table with her hand crossed behind her back.“I don't understand, you've been my Secretary since I start this business, till this moment. How can you accept such a ridiculous proposal without thinking twice?” Mr Gordon bangs his fist on the table.The sadness he's feeling can't be compared to the sellout Harley had cost him.“I’m sorry, Alfred,” Harley mumbles with her gaze kissing the floor.“You’re sorry, seriously Harley? You're sorry? Will your sorry fix what you've broken?” He asks.He couldn't help the grief that grip his heart. He cups his cheeks in his palms thinking of what he should do.“I thought it would be better if I should accept the proposal so we can use it to cover our loss. I honestly didn't know it was going to affect you in any way, sir.” Harley let out truthfully.“I’m sorry,” she added, fondling her wrist.“Harley, this is not you. You've never made the such mistake so what has gotten over you?” Mr Gor
Mr Gordon drives inside the compound and parks at the garage.He's going to attend a reception by 8 pm and he needs to get home as early as possible to get his son ready for the occasion. His son needs to be there.He steps down from the car and didn't bother to check out the cars at the garage, no one can get inside the mansion without his help so he has no reason to check his stuff.He strides inside the building and he's greeted by the usual quietness of the living room.What was he expecting? Not like he has anyone to welcome him so why be sad?He sighs and proceeds to his room.Once inside, he takes off his suit and strides to the bathroom to have a quick shower.He's not happy and a blind man can see it. He steps under the shower and turns it on with his thumb. The cold water splashes all over his body and he moans in relief.He uses his hand to move his hair backwards, he stares at himself in the full-length glass and blushes at his reflection.He's handsome and hot, no doubt.