Melanie experiences a mixture of emotions: fear for Shirley, thanks for Caleb's support, and admiration at the breathtaking view as the chopper rises away from Orion, leaving the city lights behind.
As the chopper soars over the coast, Melanie's anxiousness resurfaces and Shirley’s immobility weighs heavily on Melanie’s thoughts. Caleb feels her tension and pours two glasses from the helicopter's mini-bar. "Here, drink this. It'll relieve your worries." Melanie hesitates, typically denying the alcohol because she doesn't like what it tastes like, but tonight, her fear overwhelms her reservations, so she accepts the glass, adoring the amber nectar. The rich, creamy flavor astonishes her and Caleb smiles, encouraging her to drink more. "It's my secret reserve, aged whiskey,” Caleb explains to Melanie and she takes another sip, feeling the warmth rise across her chest. As the chopper experiences turbulence, she downs the rest of the glass. Caleb refiles her glass, concern written on his features. "Easy, Melanie. Slow down." He wanted to calm her down but Melanie was now beyond slowing down. She drains the second glass, and the room begins to spin. "Melanie, maybe you've had enough." Melanie scrambles her sentences hardly understandable. "Shirley... I need to find Shirley..." she says, so Caleb gently takes the glass from her hand, snuggling her close. "We'll find her, I promise." As the helicopter levels out, Melanie's eyelids droop. Caleb’s arms embrace her, his warmth encompassing her. The next thing Melanie knew, she was in Caleb's arms, stumbling across a lovely private compartment. "Caleb... where are we?" she mumbles quickly after she realizes that she has left where she was supposed to be. "We are in my private suite," he adds, laying her on the bed. "You're safe now." Melanie's veil lifts abruptly, her eyes connecting with Caleb's. His eyes flare with a sweet intensity and without thinking, Melanie leans up, her lips brushing against Caleb's. Caleb’s eyes sharpen, excitement flashing in his sight because he has been wanting to kiss them since the first night he laid his eyes on her. The world spins, but Melanie feels Caleb's response, his mouth moving in unison with hers. As the night blurs, Melanie's concerns fade, replaced by Caleb's loving touch. Caleb's lips move lightly, intensifying the kiss as Melanie's arms clasp around his neck. Their bodies align, the tension between them palpable. Melanie's thoughts blur, her uneasiness and worry replaced by Caleb's loving touch. As they broke apart for air, Caleb's stare fixed onto hers, overflowing with compassion and worry. “Where are you going?” Melanie asks, looking around “Somewhere away from you ” he answers her as he continues moving towards the door. “Don't you like me?” Melanie questions him, and the question makes him stop in his tracks. “Me liking you is not even a question that you should be asking me because I do like you very much, which is why I can't trust myself around you, and exactly why I need to get out of here” Caleb lets out a grated grunt. “If you like me, then stay” “I could use a bit of distraction because these past two months have been hell for me and I feel like I may snap at any moment,” Melanie tells him. “What type of distraction do you need exactly because I am at your service,” Caleb says, a sly smile appearing at the corner of his lips making Melanie giggle knowingly. “Me wanting a distraction like this has never happened before, but I think I have been too uptight and I have not been living my life to the fullest,” Melanie expresses and immediately Caleb confirms her consent, he turns back and approaches Melanie. He gently tosses her on the bed, making her fall with a bounce, her gown flies up revealing her juicy thighs Caleb bends down till his face is leveled with her pussy, her breath became rapid as she felt his hot breath between her opening “What do you need me to do?” He sniggers, looking at her needy expression “Eat me clean…” she moans feeling his finger caress her clit “Your wish is my command” he inserts his mouth in her, gently wiggling his tongue against her clit and a wave of electricity flew through her legs as they shook uncontrollably. “De…dee…deeper!” She yells in ecstasy, he obediently moves his tongue into her opening and continues going deep. He loved the effect he was having on her and couldn't stop smiling proudly “That's good, lick me with your nice tongue and make me all wet. I just love your tongue against my clit, it makes me so wet, so ready for you…” “You're too loud…” Caleb says as he spanks her, making her release another wild moan “Come sit on my face” he orders. She swiftly does as she is told and Caleb keeps doing what He knows how to do best. She grinds her pussy against his face at intervals not caring if he's choking and Caleb loved that. “Fuck…I'm close… aw” She lets out a heavy breath as her juice pours everywhere on Caleb's face. She kneels beside him, looking at his face covered in her juice “I'm so sorry, I couldn't move” she giggles but he cared less, he turns her over and sucks every single drop of her juice. “Let’s get to the main part…” he announces as he uses his hand to rub his huge length for a while before using his cap to play with her pussy “Come on…” she cries. “Shh…not so fast” he gently inserts his length into her but he quickly pulls it out making her frown, he is purposely teasing her. He repeats the process, again and for the fifth time. She needs his whole length inside of her but he isn’t ready to go in just yet “The fuck Caleb!” She grabs him and pushes it into her opening, she lets out another moan as he finally goes in “You're something else…” he laughs. “Do you think I'll let you keep teasing me?” She scowls at him “Hey don't give me those eyes, else you'd be punished!” She scowls again, clearly daring him this time. “Since you chose to be stubborn…” He starts as he flips her over so she can kneel before inserting his length into her again. He starts going in and out, crazily making her cry at each thrust “Fuck…” she cries even louder “Harder!… Shit!…. Oh my gawd!” she cries almost like a howl. His hands found their way to her breast as he grabs them hard, using them to steady himself. After almost an hour, she feels a knot in her abdomen “I’m close Caleb!” He starts thrusting harder using his fingers to play with her clit as she finally came, they came at the same time. “That was…” Caleb falls on the bed, his breath hitting the roof “Awesome…” she rolls in him as she licked every single cum off his length. When she is done, she snuggles up in his arms and they both drift into sleep.“What do you mean by ‘this changes things’?” Alex asks Ryan confused, as he starts walking towards his mom’s office because he would rather have that conversation in person than on the phone. “That is because it changes a lot of things” Ryan emphasizes with his eyes darting back and forth in his mom's office, but he doesn't necessarily explain himself. “Can you explain and stop confusing me?” Alex snaps at Ryan because he has had enough of his dribbling. “You never mentioned your fiancée’s name to me and now I started crushing on your fiancée…both of us are even like best friends now,” Ryan confesses to Alex. “What do you mean that you are crushing on my fiancée?” Alex asks him visibly offended as he practically sprints toward Karen’s office“Before you called me and explained the situation in an obvious way, I didn’t know that she was your fiancée and that is because you never showed me any pictures of her nor told me her name even though I asked you for it on countless occasion
Ryan drives for a few minutes because of how close Kalinin’s estate is to Bistro Bills and in no time, he pulls over in front of Kalinin’s beautiful house. He knocks on the door even though it is quite late and he doesn't like visiting people this late, but the situation is different…it is Melanie who is involved here. He rings the doorbell for a while before Kalinin steps out with her hair disheveled, slightly tangled and messy, her sleep-flushed cheeks with a hint of warmth, her eyes slightly puffy with a sleepy gaze in a tank top and baggy sweat pants. “This can't be Melanie, it has to be Kalinin because what time did she get home that she is already sleeping?” Ryan jumps to conclusions as he eyes the lady in front of him from head to toe. “Good evening ma'am…I am Ryan, Mel’s friend” he introduces. “I know you” Kalinin answers him curtly because she is really tired after the day's activities and she just wants to get back to the comfort of her bed. “Sorry to disturb you
Melanie slowly opens her eyes, lethargically taking in her surroundings, and she is met with the sight of Caleb’s chiseled features, his eyes gazing softly at her. They’re in a luxurious hotel room, the morning sun filtering through the curtains and she thinks back to the list place she was the last night and it was inside Caleb's private jet, so her expression changes from relaxation to discomfort as memories of their intense night flood back. She tries to sit up so that she can figure out her next move but Caleb’s arm wraps around her, holding her close “Good morning, beautiful,” Caleb whispers, his voice husky and Melanie’s cheeks flush awkwardly as she extricates herself from his embrace to sit down upright on the bed because that position is too distracting for her to think straight. “Morning,” She replies curtly, avoiding eye contact. “Regrets?” Caleb asks as he notices her unease and raises an eyebrow. “No time for regrets…we have work to do” Her tone is clipped, dism
Melanie and Caleb stand frozen, their eyes locked in a profound connection. Time seemed to fade away as they delved deeper into each other’s souls. The air is charged with an unspoken understanding, a sense of vulnerability and openness. Caleb’s gaze wanders through Melanie’s chocolate brown eyes, searching for answers to unspoken questions and Melanie in turn, finds herself lost in the golden flecks dancing within Caleb’s irises, like caramel-colored leather. Their face inclines as if drawn by an invisible force, their lips barely an inch apart. The tension between them is palpable, a spark waiting to ignite. “Housekeeping!” unexpectedly, a knock on the door shatters the spell and Melanie’s eyes snap back to reality, while Caleb’s face mirrors her surprise. “Right,” Melanie stammers, taking a step back. “Breakfast.” She remembers, and Caleb clears his throat. “Yeah, we should go,” He says as they reluctantly part ways and Melanie smoothens her hair, attempting to compose hersel
Melanie's hands shake as she pushes open Alex's door after entering her fiancé's passcode. She hadn’t planned on coming here today, but the stress of a prospective pregnancy has forced her to seek consolation in the one person that she feels she can trust. She is ten days overdue for her period, and she is beginning to lose her mind about her mother's likely response. “How is mommy going to respond?” Her stomach knots at the thought. Before taking a pregnancy test, she feels like she should speak with Alex face-to-face so that he can mentally get ready to become a parent if the findings are positive. "Alex?” Melanie yells, "I need to talk to you," She says as she enters, but no one answers. Melanie starts to get nervous since she knows for sure that Alex is at home since his car is parked outside. “How could he be anywhere else?” Her pulse is pounding as she moves from the living area to Alex's bedroom. “What if he reacts badly?” she thinks and She notices them at that p
Once Melanie and Alex split up, Alex enters denial mode that he would rather focus on Melanie's eternal place in the afterlife instead of giving up that she is just gone, period. He is confident that she will come begging for him to return and that he is what she needs so doesn't bother to chase her and he doesn't talk to her for three days at which point he is boiling in hate and disdain. “Where are you?” “Why are you ignoring me?” On the fourth day of their breakup, Melanie reads Alex's text message after Shirley and her neighbors told her about Alex showing up at the house as well as right in front of where she works. Melanie is terrified and she pulls out her phone, texts her twin sister Kalinin about what is happening, in case something does happen to her. Melanie sighs and sets her phone down because Kalinin is a medical doctor, so she might working in the hospital. “How are you, baby girl?” Kalinin replies almost immediately “I am not fine,” Melanie replies, unable to
Melanie takes the next few days pondering if Kalinin asking her to move to Orion is the right decision to make and she would have loved to get a second opinion from someone else but she has been betrayed by friends too many times and now she had cut off all her friends for the sake of her mental health. Melanie hands over her beauty studio to Shirley to manage for the six months that she may likely be away from Pearl Coast and she ties up a few loose ends. Melanie books her flight to Orion and informs the parties involved that she will be in Orion the next day. Melanie did not think saying her goodbye to Shirley was going to be hard because her assistant was the coolest thing that she had to a friend at the moment. The next morning, Melanie ducks out in the early dawn of her last days in Pearl Coast, packing stuff, and saying her final goodbye to her assistant, She then checks in for her six-hour flight to Orion at the airport. She gets a coffee and makes herself comfortable a
“Why didn't you speak to me before putting me on that dating site?” she demands an answer from Kalinin “We did not want to that is why hurt you,” Kalinin answers. “…But you need to begin living again.” She proclaims unapologetically. “Mom doesn't know about the state you are in and I know that you will be alright...it is just a matter of time.” She sounds like she is trying to console Melanie but she is threatening her with this statement. “It is not as simple as you make it sound,” Melanie complains. “Well sure, but we just want to get you out of your shell, we can cut it out eventually if that is what you want.” Kalinin is quick to assure. “I feel like you are trying to rush me into things.” Melanie sobs. “I thought leaving Alex would help but now I am lost.” she completely breaks down. “Why can't you just allow me to figure shit out on my own?” Melanie complains again. “We thought moving you away from all the reminders would help make it easier for you, but we are sti