What decision will Melissa come to now😫?
AlexanderThe air in the atmosphere reminded me of what I had left behind and missed, the sweet smelling nostalgia of New York hit my nose. I had missed home, I had really missed my environment and the confines of my walls.I strapped a nose mask to my nose, concealing my identity away from the public. I wasn't mentally ready to be signing autographs left and right.The plane hit the runway and I looked through the open window, admiring the beauty of New York. I carried the little bag that went with me to Carlton, finding my way out of the plane as soon as we were cleared for passing.I saw Felix waiting patiently for me outside.“Good morning Sir Alex,” he reached for my bag and directed me to the car. “Did you enjoy your trip?”Over the few years of Melissa's disappearance, Felix and I had become closer than we used to be. He has been working for my family since I was 10. He refused to have a family of his own, he claimed the woman he would love to settle with was betrothed to anoth
MelissaWith my handbag and my lunch bag strapped on my arm, I hurriedly walked into the staff room whilst checking at the time simultaneously.All thanks to that asshole, I was 30 minutes late. Jane was sitting by my table, helping me with the student's assessment. She raised her head up just in time.“You are late, that's so unusual of you,” she said. “Well, all thanks to a certain someone,” I rolled my eyes and dropped my belongings. “I'll gist you later.”“Your class is up in 5 minutes,” she said, standing up for me to sit. “Besides, the director has asked for you.”“I'll see him as soon as my class is over,” I sat down and retouched my makeup.I hurried to my class and just as usual, everyone was eager to see me. It wouldn't hurt to flatter myself a bit but I was the student's favorite art teacher."Morning class," I greeted, wearing the smile specifically reserved for my students."Morning Miss Melissa," they all responded, all giving me different shades of smile."I'm so sorry
MelissaMy present emotion was disheveled, what exactly was Janet thinking registering me for the competition without my consent.“Melissa, don't tell me you are pissed right now,” she dropped her phone and dragged her chair beside me.“You don't think it's enough for me to get pissed?” I asked, still holding the approved form in my hand.“Okay, calm down. Why are you angry?” She asked. Then it dawned on me. Why was I truly angry? She only did me a favor, why should I be mad at her?I relaxed, replying honestly. “I don't know why I'm angry.”“I know how much you want to draw or paint or bask in the world of art. You are in love with it but just because a man broke you mentally doesn't mean you should stay there. You have to find yourself Mel, you have to fight for yourself.”I twitched my nose at her. “Are you really giving me motivational speeches right now?”“Well, it comes once in a blue moon. Accept it now because very soon, I'll be telling you to go fuck yourself.”Her words loos
Melissa The week ran ahead so fast; tending to the kids’ welfare, my classes and also the competition. They took a large chunk of my time. Albert and Janet made sure to help in whatever way they could. Today was D-day, the day of the competition. Janet came along, promising to cheer me up. The kids arranged a basket of food and some blankets with Janet, it felt like we were going on a mini picnic. “Albert, Aiden, Aurora, come on. We would be late, the driver is outside,” I stood with the ride accompanying us to the venue. The Thatchers decided to host the event in their house, their compound was large enough. There were just 50 applicants and I just happened to be 40th out of the 50th. “Coming mommy,” they raced outside, filling themselves in the backseat of the car. Janet's text came in at the right time. I'm at the venue, where are you guys? It's about starting, participants are heading in. I texted her back. On our way, you know the way kids can be. “Sorry for the delay,”
FrancisSeeing her at the competition jolted my thoughts towards her again. She was a very beautiful woman, one that caught the attention of many during the annual competition.Deep down, I hoped she wouldn't be a married woman but as soon as she gave a shout out to her kids, I expected her to acknowledge a man. But only her best friend followed.I watched her from where I stood in the compound, monitoring her and having illicit thoughts in my head. Her round bum was going to fit perfectly on my cock, same as that mouth that ran every time. It would wrap itself around my cock and slide in and out.A single mum is so easy to cajole into a relationship but she is proving otherwise.Whatever happens, I must get her. I vowed to myself.I took a break from the self given task, Lady Selene and Sir Carlos were so glad that I had come to help. I strolled into the house and walked straight to the kitchen.Bree sat there without acknowledging my presence, her thoughts lost, so faraway. She look
Lady Selene The day was gradually coming to an end, and on several occasions, I'd come out and check on what everyone was doing. They were all engrossed in their tasks. My frail eyes caught the sight of someone at the far end of the wall, the lady who anchored the annual conference. Alexander's supposed wife. I tried to bring myself to not like her but I couldn't. Something was off about her, she is a very likable person. All you will want to do is just want to be around her always. I saw Bree through the window on the first floor, staring down at someone like she should murder them. I followed her line of sight and it fell right at where I expected. Bree would never learn, Alexander wouldn't see her the way she wanted. I grabbed the microphone and needed to halt the event for the day. “It's been a very busy day for us all. I, once again, want to thank each and everyone of you for participating and for the viewers, thank you for coming to support your loved ones,” a round of ap
Lady Selene My legs were tightly placed together, the news I anticipated was something that was either going to mar or make my day. As per my position, I was made to wait in the doctor's office. Not having anything to think of, I stared at my beautiful black handbag sitting on the bed, being decorated with diamonds all through it; having no definite place of my thoughts. The bag was a gift from Carlos during our 20th year anniversary, even though it's been a while, it still felt like yesterday. The door squeaked open, it unconsciously returned me back to my current situation. My fingers clamped together under the table. “Sorry for the delay Lady Selene,” Henry—the doctor—apologized. “It's no problem Henry, I'm sure you didn't take so much time,” I said, referencing how it felt like years in my head. He replaced the loosely hanging glasses back to his eyes. He pushed the brown envelope to my face gently, showing me the seal of the laboratory. “This is the result from the lab, i
Sir CarlosThe paper I held in my hands felt like a joke. At this point, I'd think my wife was playing a skit on me. The report had DNA as its title but the DNA of who it was baffled me.“Honey, whose DNA is this matching? And why are you going about trying to do DNA tests?” I finally found my voice minutes after I composed myself.“You wouldn't believe it, it's little bunny's,” her eyes filled themselves to the brim. Her behavior surprised me, I expected her to be all over the room, jumping and squealing about in excitement.“Are you sure it's little bunny's DNA?” I rolled my eyes at her, trying to see if I could sense any level of suspicion from her. “The level of excitement I am supposed to be getting from you is not what I'm seeing.”She moved closer to me, whispering. “I know but then Bree and Francis are in the house. They do not need to know what's going on just yet. It would break Bree. At least not yet, she does not need to know.”“Oh,” I laid so much emphasis on the "oh”, fi