Before Melody could react, she felt a familiar pair of lips on her, and she instinctively pushed him away.However, Christopher's body was boiling as he urgently seeked her. Melody did not dislike that faint, familiar sweet scent he had, and they were soon earnestly in each other's arms.From violent spit-swapping to weighted nibbling, the experience was perfect for either of them.As Melody's scrunchie loosened and freed her hair, the man lovingly held it in his palm and sniffed it."Melody… Melody…" he murmured, her tenderness easing the fire in his body.All those days of wistfulness… and finally, release.Numbed by alcohol, Melody let go of all her worries just then and wrapped her arms around his muscular neck…It was a long night beneath the gentle moon.-Melody had no idea what time she fell asleep, only that her hips were sore and she felt like a truck had run over her.The morning light was a little blinding, and she turned around with much difficulty when she final
Talia saw stars from the slap and almost lost her footing, but Natasha spat, "You reap what you sow! Who do you think you're fooling?!"Christopher was surprised that Natasha showed up out of the blue, but he snapped sternly, "What are you doing, Natasha?! Stop it!"He had come to realize how stubborn and unreasonable his sister was. And if she dared to do this in front of him, who knew how much worse she got when he was not around!Beside him, Talia bit her lip but did not appear angry at all.She simply appeared at a loss. Her tears were welling up in her eyes as she looked a little afraid, and the red palm print on her cheek made her look especially miserable. And instead of snapping at Natasha, she reasoned with Christopher. "I'm fine, Christopher. Don't get upset with Natasha…"Natasha rolled her eyes in frustration. "Don't try to drive a wedge between us. Do you think I'm so stupid that I can't tell you're pretending, bitch?!"Her heart was screaming from the indignation
Melody did not want the old lady to be sad as well. Since she was just about to head over to meet with the inheritors and advertisers regarding their project anyway, she figured that she could bring her along. After all, the old lady might even be able to give them some pointers.Melody smiled softly. "Grandma, you're here just in time. I have a surprise for you."Hearing this, Linette smiled back. "I feel like the fact that you've managed the company so well is already a nice surprise enough."The woman spoke in a mysterious tone. "How does that count? This surprise is going to make you much happier.""Oh? Really now?" Linette seemed a little doubtful.The two soon arrived at a studio for Melody's embroidery project. Guiding the woman inside, they were met with a few young girls sitting inside, holding a needle and thread over their little stations. In the middle was a middle aged woman, her hair pulled back into a tiny bun with a flat silver pin. The figure seemed rather fam
Melody, on the other hand, had already looked away, annoyed that her high alcohol tolerance still lost to Christopher. Hence, she did not want to see him at all."There's still some time, and the weather is pretty hot lately. Why don't you come in for a drink, young man?" Linette warmly invited him.However, without even allowing Christopher a chance to speak, Melody interrupted coldly. "He's not thirsty."Linette gasped and slapped Melody on the shoulder. "How could you say that?"Her granddaughter had always been the most polite little girl since a young age. What had gotten into her today?Christopher seemed a little awkward too, so he decided to ease the tension. "I have water in the car, and the check in might be earlier than we expected, so it's best that I save you the trouble."Linette could not help but feel impressed with his considerate answer, so she just waved the two goodbye. "Alright, be careful then. Remember to let me know when you land."After the car drove off
Natasha called Talia up at five in the morning on a hot sunny day, just so Talia could help her buy a limited edition purse. She even went as far as to request a video to prove that she was indeed queueing for the purse. Whenever Natasha had to go to a bar, she would ask Talia to take all her punishments whenever she lost a game, drinking alcohol as though it was mere water. Talia even had to endure the dirty jokes some old men made, all while serving every single person present at the bar.Natasha's friends could not help but sneer. "Isn't that the famous dancer Talia Stewart? What is she doing here?""What dancer? She's just my servant." Natasha mocked the woman, smiling smugly.In an instant, the entire bar roared with laughter. However, Talia could not do anything about it, merely gritting her teeth and enduring all of this in silence.She swore to herself that once her plans succeeded, she would make everyone here pay for looking down on her.That day, Natasha ordered Talia
As an internationally renowned model, Albert was the focus of everyone wherever he went. He attracted a lot of attention, and it was hard for Christopher to ignore him.Since they were in a public place, Christopher opted for a polite greeting. "Good evening, Mr. Scott."However, Albert seemed interested in furthering the conversation. "I didn’t know you’re in charge of the project, Mr. Bolton."Christopher narrowed his eyes slightly.Albert was looking at Christopher with a harmless smile, but his tone was far from harmless. "That’s right. Are you surprised?" Christopher shot back.Albert snorted coldly, "I thought you’d be keeping your eyes on the silk hand embroidery project you’ve taken over recently. After all, it’s a chance for you to finally get close to Mel."Mel? Trying to sound intimate, was he? He used to call her that.Christopher was filled with disgust and disdain, but his expression was calm. "She’ll contact me if she needs me. As for you, Mr. Scott, you’ve ne
Seeing that it was getting late, Christopher got out of bed, washed up, and changed into his usual suit. He ignored the dull pain in his stomach, and went downstairs.Steaming porridge and side dishes were already served on the dining table. The butler quickly greeted him. "Sir, you haven't had breakfast yet!""I’m late," said Christopher. He strode out of the door, and told the driver, "I want to be at the company in ten minutes.""Sir, you’ll get a stomachache if you don’t have breakfast!" the butler said worriedly. He rushed out, but only saw the leaving car. He could only sigh as it drove away.Christopher had been busy with work lately. The butler was worried about his health, especially now that he had skipped breakfast when hungover.Christopher reached the meeting room just in time. He had always been punctual, and had strict requirements for his employees.Luke pulled out the chair for him. He sat down, and began to listen to the heads of various departments report on
Luke caught the change in her expression, and sighed deeply."Mr. Bolton has been in a bad mood since last night, and didn't take his breakfast this morning. The doctor said he had a stomach problem caused by long-term depression, and that it would last for a while. He’s still lying on the bed..."Melody pursed her lips, but said nothing.Was that man really that sick?Luke tried to persuade her even more. "Miss Nolan, don’t you want to visit Mr. Bolton? He’s just upstairs."Melody looked calm. "It has nothing to do with me."Luke was persistent. "Just a few minutes, please?"Melody remained silent. Though she did want to see him, she was still furious with his rudeness that day. Besides, she couldn’t leave Leroy here alone.Leroy seemed to sense something. He looked at them, and suddenly said, "Mel, I’m fine. Go ahead."Melody choked for a moment. She never said she would go!Leroy blinked, confused. Huh?When Luke heard this, he looked at Leroy with great gratitude. He tho