It was supposed to be a one time thing, Melissa never planned to be passed around from one man's bed to another to help her husband's career. She did it for love, what she never expected was to be humiliated and tossed away for it. Five years later, she returns to New York, a wealthy heiress with a plan to destroy her cheating ex husband. But fate throws a wrench in her plans with the appearance of Logan Fitzgerald, a man who would do anything to have her. Can the heiress' icy heart be thawed? Or will she destroy her chances at a second love in the course of her revenge?
View MoreMelissa“He is not breathing, he is not moving!” I screamed at Logan in the middle of my panic attack. “Get yourself together. He was going to hurt you” his voice held no remorse, as usual, it always sounded as if that were the only thing he cared about. “What do we do?” This wasn't what I expected! The last thing I wanted was to be caught in a scandal. Not now, Richard was going to kill me.Logan brought out his phone and I could tell he was dialing a number “You should go. I will handle it” Logan said and before I could even protest he shoved my keys into my hands.“Go” He repeated. His tone held finality and without any protest, I opened the door, slammed it shut, got into my car, and drove home without looking back. My hands were shaking as I held onto the wheels. My whole body shook and my eyes were glued to the road in front of me “Don’t look back. You can’t afford it” I reminded myself repeatedly over and over again while praying that this wouldn’t be the end of me. And if ev
MelissaI know he meant business. I knew him too well.I threw on grey sweatpants that came with a grey hoodie, I didn't want to give him the impression that I was putting in any effort for him.I didn't want to be around him.I threw on my sunshades. The last thing I wanted was to be caught in public with Logan Fitzgerald.“I am going out for a little while” I called out to Richard.“But it's quite late” He protested and stood up from his desk. I could see in his face that he did not approve of it.“I won't be gone long,” I said. “I'm just going for a walk,” I said as if I had every right to do so.“Are you sure?” He asked with a worried expression.“Yeah, why wouldn't I be? I will be fine” I answered and headed out of the building before he could protest further.I took my car contrary to what I said about going for a walk. And when I got inside La Casa, it wasn't hard to spot him casually glancing through his phone and the watch around his wrist.“Just on time,” He said when I fina
Melissa I opened my mouth to protest but the cocky son of a bitch didn't wait, he walked out on me.I turned to Grace and she looked at me apologetically, guilty for listening to my conversation.“Let's go!” I barked at her and stalked away towards the parking lot. She followed me and we got into car, leaving the scene behind us. My whole body was still shaking from anger and my nerves felt like they were about to break. My fists clenched tightly against my dress and from time to time I could feel Grace’s eyes on me.Once I had gotten home, I hurried down hoping to make it to my room but instead I came face to face with him.Richard Bentley, my grandfather. His aura reeked of old money, a mixture of power and entitlement. He stood tall and straight in front of the glass door that led to my balcony, his dark grey two piece perfectly fitted and looking sharp even when he didn’t put effort into it. “Melissa” His voice cut through the silence like a whip crack. His aura flickered arou
MelissaFive years later"Miss Bentley, you have a call from the contractor working on the Seaside project," my assistant Grace said, as she walked beside me, ticking things off her pad. "Hold it until after my meeting, but if my lawyer calls, inform him to start legal proceedings for our two stable projects." I said, while pulling out a mirror to check my lipstick. "Your date from last night called about a second date tonight." She hesitated, " I think he might be the one. He's sweet." I smiled, remembering the cute tech guy from yesterday who had taken me to a low-key Italian restaurant and called me his lucky charm. He was sweet, but the truth is that I didn't want sweet, "Tell him I don't do repeats." "You have six lunch requests. One is from the CEO of Derr Inc." she informed me. "Schedule with him. Is that all?" I asked as we halted in front of the office door. She nodded, then adjusted her glasses, "Are you sure you're ready?" "I've been waiting for this day for five yea
Melissa. "Mrs. Melissa Fitzpatrick." I muttered under my breath. I stared at the ring on my finger, still in shock from everything that had happened in the past few hours. I couldn't believe I'd gone from married to divorced to married again in the span of a day. My life was really one big mess. "We're here," my new husband said from my side. I glanced up, only just realizing that the car had pulled to a stop. I'd barely had time to sign the five year marriage contract and redo my mascara before Logan had dragged me to his car and informed me that we had somewhere to be. "Oh wow," I exclaimed as I stepped down from the car and stared at the magnificent building before me. "Come on," he said impatiently, heading for the stairs leading up to the large front doors. Inside the building was just as perfect as the outside, with glittering chandeliers, dark green curtains, and thick rugs, expensive paintings and pottery. I trailed after Logan, too distracted to take note of the voices
Melissa"I want to speak to Logan Fitzgerald." I said as I stepped up to the front desk. The dark haired secretary took her time, running a mocking gaze over me, from my dirty, wrinkled dress to my cheap shoes, messy hair and ruined make up. I knew I looked crazy, but I didn't care. I was a desperate, heartbroken woman, and I had to make desperate moves. I was homeless, cashless and hopeless. I had no friends because Dean had convinced me that I didn't need them when we got married, and I had a feeling my parents wouldn't be willing to help. I didn't understand why they hated me so much, no matter how much I tried. They showered Ellen with love while treating me like I was a virus. Being with Dean finally made me feel loved for the first time in my life, but it turned out that it was all a beautiful illusion. "Do you have an appointment?" She sneered. "Can you just tell him that Mrs. Garrett wants to see him?" Even calling myself that name made me feel like retching. "I see that
Melissa"Dean, you've gotten the promo_" my words died in my throat at the sight before me. I blinked in confusion, wondering whether I was hallucinating, but the vision remained the same. The horrifying vision of my sister and my husband tangled up together in my marital bed. "What the hell is going on here!" I screamed. They didn't even bother jumping apart and showing shock. Instead they took their time pulling away from the kiss, and finally faced me with irritated glares. "What are you doing here?" Dean asked, eyebrows pulled low in annoyance. "W-what am I doing here?" I echoed, feeling like there wasn't enough oxygen in the room, "This is my house." My sister Ellen snorted, "last time I checked, your name isn't on the deed." "Shut up!" I roared at her. "Don't you dare speak to her like that." My husband spat, anger rolling off him. "I don't understand, what's going on?" There was no way it was really what i thought, no way that my husband and my cruel sister were actua
Melissa"Oh God," I let out a moan I didn't feel as the man began to kiss a line down my throat, hands roaming all over my body. The man mouthed at my exposed cleavage, making a sound of pleasure low in his throat, "God, baby. You taste so good." Of course I did, I had spent over three hours soaking in a scented bath, and layering myself with perfumed oils and body scents. I arched my back as he began to push the thin straps of my dress down my shoulders and arms, till the silk, slip dress pooled to the floor at my feet, leaving me in just red panties and my five inch heels. "Damn," he leered at me, "You're a work of art baby, you know that right?" I ducked my head, feigning shyness when really I just wanted him to get it over with so I could go home. I knew what men like him wanted, they wanted the virginal, innocent, blushing girl vibe, and that was exactly what I'd give him. The man bent his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth. "Hngh," I groaned as he began to suck
Melissa"Oh God," I let out a moan I didn't feel as the man began to kiss a line down my throat, hands roaming all over my body. The man mouthed at my exposed cleavage, making a sound of pleasure low in his throat, "God, baby. You taste so good." Of course I did, I had spent over three hours soaking in a scented bath, and layering myself with perfumed oils and body scents. I arched my back as he began to push the thin straps of my dress down my shoulders and arms, till the silk, slip dress pooled to the floor at my feet, leaving me in just red panties and my five inch heels. "Damn," he leered at me, "You're a work of art baby, you know that right?" I ducked my head, feigning shyness when really I just wanted him to get it over with so I could go home. I knew what men like him wanted, they wanted the virginal, innocent, blushing girl vibe, and that was exactly what I'd give him. The man bent his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth. "Hngh," I groaned as he began to suck...
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