Melody smiled. “And what is the idea you have in mind? I am quite curious.” He smirked. “It can't be described with words. I would rather show you. Would you let me?” She put her finger on her chin as if she was thinking. “I wouldn't mind.” She said after a beat.Harlan leaned towards her, his breath mixed with her own, his face was very close to her face. His hand reached out and cupped her chin and his lips touched her lips. The kiss was gentle and sweet. He angled his face and deepened the kiss taking it further. Melody wrapped her hand around his neck, his tongue slipped inside her mouth and she groaned and fisted the collar of his jacket. Harlan broke the kiss and stood up then knelt before her. “What are you doing?” She asked. His lips curled. “You will see.” Her question was soon answered when he gripped her thighs and drew her to the edge of her seat. A squeal of surprise left her lips at the sudden action. She held his hand that reached out to her. “Wait... What if som
A knock sounded on her bedroom door as Melody was getting ready to go out. She was going to visit an aquarium with Harlan and Pookie. “Come in.” She answered. George stepped into her room and closed the door behind him. Her brow lifted in surprise. Since that incident, their communication has become very strained. His eyes scanned her outfit. “Are you going to the shelter?” He asked. Thank God she had kept her dressing simple or else he might become suspicious. “Yes.” She answered smoothly.She knew she was cheating but she was planning to break off their engagement. There was no need to hang on to a man who only lied to her and deceived her.Plus, she felt safe anytime she was with Harlan, and continuing her relationship with George felt like she was betraying him.His eyes were blank. “Ok. I wanted to give you this.” He said then handed her a card. She checked it and it was their wedding invitation card. A few months ago, she would have been thrilled to receive it but now she f
"This is torture. There is absolutely no reason for me to be here," Harlan thought."I want to go home. There's literally nothing for me to do at this useless party when I could be working right now," Harlan grumbled."That’s exactly why I brought you here. You've been killing yourself with work, and it's time to take a break. Let loose for a while," his friend Kendrick said, giving him a friendly slap on the back. "You've been working nonstop ever since that inci..." Edward paused when he noticed Harlan's sharp glare.Harlan took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and chugged it down in one go, feeling frustrated. He angrily returned to his seat and pulled out his phone to reply to some work emails. He couldn't afford to slack off.The party hadn't even started, and he was already bored out of his mind. A little while later, Kendrick sat down beside him."I just got dumped," he said.Harlan scoffed. "You always get dumped. Which woman would want to stay with a womanizer like
The results confirmed what he already knew.Harlan sat in his office on the top floor of his headquarters in New York, holding the DNA results that his sister had sent to him. The results matched almost perfectly, with a nearly one-hundred percent match. Adrenaline rushed through his blood vein at the thought of his wife being alive after all this while. His phone rang and he checked the caller, it was his sister. She would be curious about who he was testing but he won't tell her. She was the only person he could trust to not tamper with the results. He picked up the phone and answered the call placing it to his ear. "You still haven't told me who you were testing. Is it someone I know?" His sister, Sabine Davenport, asked curiously. Sabine was a very curious person, and she was also talkative, which meant telling her who the hair belonged to, was like telling his family at the same time. He can't risk telling her now without talking to Melody once again to know the reason for
"Yes. You heard me right." Harlan paused, took a deep breath, and continued looking at her. "Is that what you think I am? Is that what he told you? That I am a stalker and have been stalking you?" He could hear the disbelief in his voice. Being called a bad person was way better than being called a stalker. George, at least, could have done better."How did you know he told me that?" She demanded, eyeing him suspiciously.He took a step towards her but her bodyguard half blocked his way. "Because you would never think that way of me. He is the only one who would have told you such bullshit." He looked straight into her beautiful eyes. "If you thought I was your stalker and I was so bad then why did you let me sit beside you? Why did you talk with me if I was dangerous to you? Why did you worry about my health if I was your stalker? That is because you don't believe him. After all, if you did, then you wouldn't even want to be near me." Melody blinked then swallowed. "That's... Th
George walked further into her room. He glanced at her laptop and then back at her. “What are you doing?” He questioned.Melody blinked and searched her head for words. “Umm... I was checking something.” She said and laughed awkwardly. George's gaze scanned her for a while before he closed her door and walked up to her. “Then why do you look guilty?” “I was trying to shop for a cloth. I did not know if you would like that since you like buying my clothes yourself. That is why I have this look on my face.” She hoped that excuse would make him stop looking at her like she was a criminal. She was already feeling guilty for checking up on the person that her fiancé said she should avoid. Plus her indecent thoughts towards her so-called stalker only made matters worse.It's very funny because now, she was stalking her stalker. George smiled at her. “If you want to want to buy clothes, just tell me. I will get you whatever you like. You always love it when I buy clothes for you.” He sa
“Have you talked to her?” Kendrick asked. He was sitting on the chair opposite his office desk. His friend had decided to barge into his office in the early hours of the morning to ask about his wife. He was sitting on the leather chair at the center of his office while his leg was on his expensive custom-made table in the middle of the chairs.“I have.” He answered.“So... Why did she act like she did not know you?” Harlan glanced at his friend. “Because she doesn't.”“How is that possible. I am quite confused here.” He could actually hear the confusion in his voice.Harlan stopped typing on his computer and looked at Kendrick. “Unfortunately, Melody lost her memories and cannot remember me or her family. But the good news is that she is alive and well.” He stated.“What? That's absurd. Did you confirm it?” He also wishes it was not true, but he cannot escape from the truth. He only has to find a way for her to regain her memories. “Yes.” “Then how did that bastard manage to find
‘What was he doing here?’ That was the first question that popped into Melody's head. He was still staring at her. He looked different than when she last saw him. He was wearing dark blue jeans trousers, a white T-shirt, and a brown long-sleeved jacket with white shoes. His hair was slightly long and messy. He looked like he just stepped out from a magazine cover even though he was wearing casual clothes.He said something to Benita and then began to move towards her. He stopped at her front, there was a smile on his face. “Excuse me,” Sophia said and left to feed the dog she was carrying.“Hi. Fancy seeing you here.” He said cheerfully.Her gaze was blank. “What are you doing here?” She finally said the words out. He glanced around before his eyes fell on her once again. “Here? I came to volunteer.” When she checked about him, she never saw him doing anything like this; neither had he done something like this before. “Do you normally do this?” She asked. She wanted to know if he
A knock sounded on her bedroom door as Melody was getting ready to go out. She was going to visit an aquarium with Harlan and Pookie. “Come in.” She answered. George stepped into her room and closed the door behind him. Her brow lifted in surprise. Since that incident, their communication has become very strained. His eyes scanned her outfit. “Are you going to the shelter?” He asked. Thank God she had kept her dressing simple or else he might become suspicious. “Yes.” She answered smoothly.She knew she was cheating but she was planning to break off their engagement. There was no need to hang on to a man who only lied to her and deceived her.Plus, she felt safe anytime she was with Harlan, and continuing her relationship with George felt like she was betraying him.His eyes were blank. “Ok. I wanted to give you this.” He said then handed her a card. She checked it and it was their wedding invitation card. A few months ago, she would have been thrilled to receive it but now she f
Melody smiled. “And what is the idea you have in mind? I am quite curious.” He smirked. “It can't be described with words. I would rather show you. Would you let me?” She put her finger on her chin as if she was thinking. “I wouldn't mind.” She said after a beat.Harlan leaned towards her, his breath mixed with her own, his face was very close to her face. His hand reached out and cupped her chin and his lips touched her lips. The kiss was gentle and sweet. He angled his face and deepened the kiss taking it further. Melody wrapped her hand around his neck, his tongue slipped inside her mouth and she groaned and fisted the collar of his jacket. Harlan broke the kiss and stood up then knelt before her. “What are you doing?” She asked. His lips curled. “You will see.” Her question was soon answered when he gripped her thighs and drew her to the edge of her seat. A squeal of surprise left her lips at the sudden action. She held his hand that reached out to her. “Wait... What if som
“Pass me the napkin,” Fiona ordered. Melody passed her the napkin and resumed eating. George had left early for work and it was only she and his mother that was in the house. She had no choice but to join her for breakfast this morning, or else she may start nagging, and she didn't have the strength for that.Even after four days, George did not say anything concerning what he told her that evening. She waited for him to apologize and tell her the truth but he didn't do any of that. “Am talking to you?” Fiona's voice drifted over her and she blinked. “Why have you been ignoring me these days?” “I am sorry, I did not mean that.” Melody apologized through gritted teeth. Fiona glared at her with sharp eyes. “Anyways, I have a meeting with my friends this weekend, they have been asking me to introduce you to them. So, you are going to follow me so I can introduce you to my friends.” She said. God why? Must she have to deal with some bunch of wicked and rich old women along with her
Something was fishy; if Harlan, who wasn't her fiancé, knew about the crash, then how come George did not know?“Is there any other thing you would like to know?” Harlan asked her. “No.” All of this was already enough for her to take in. If she heard more, then she did not know how she would react.They ate their remaining food in silence. Melody forced herself to eat the food that now tasted like sand.After everything, Harlan escorted her downstairs to the car that Fergus parked in the parking lot. He immediately became alert the moment he sat them and he came down and opened the door for her. Harlan's hand touched Melody's shoulder as she was about to enter the car.“You will come next time, right?” “Yes.” “I hope nothing has changed between us?” He asked. Melody spotted fear and worry in his hand.“No. It doesn't.” When she got home, George's car was already outside the house. He came back early today which was rare. He normally comes back after six o'clock. Great, this was
“Why are you suddenly asking?” He said then took a napkin and cleaned his mouth. He was tense and that was weird and suspicious. “Because I keep having strange dreams and memories. I feel some of them might have been conjured from my mind, and at the same time, I think they are real, so I am not sure exactly what is wrong with me. That is why I am asking. Maybe if you tell me, I may give you some clues.” “Is that so? If I may ask, what do you see?” He drawled. Her mind immediately flashed to her erotic dreams of him. Dreams where he ends up fucking her so good that she is so wet when she finally wakes up. She settled on the safer dreams instead. “I had a recollection of the accident that happened to me. It was so vivid and felt real.” She omitted the part when she heard the pilot call her Mrs Davenport. That may not be nice to him. What if he thinks she is obsessed with him. “Then maybe what you are seeing is real.” He pointed out.She stared at him for a while before she shook
What he said was just total bullshit. First of all, the hotel belonged to him, and the gym was where he liked working out. It was his private gym that was separate from the hotel's main gym.He brought her here so they could avoid any unnecessary talks, and he did not want people to gossip about her, especially the ones who knew George.“Oh, that's nice. It's very equipped; I am impressed.” Her eyes moved around the gym with interest. He was glad she liked it. “Would you like to change now? Your outfit is ready in the changing area.” He probed. “Ok. Why don't you show me around first.”He took her bag from her. “Then follow me.”After Harlan showed her around the gym, she went to the restroom to change into her gym wear. When she came out, a woman was with Harlan.“This is your personal gym instructor. Her name is Jenna.” He introduced. “She has also worked as a rehabilitation instructor before and is good at her job.” “Thank you for the introduction, Mr Davenport.” Jenna was an
“You look happy today unlike how you were the last time you visited.” Doctor Sanchez remarked. “May I ask what is making you happy like this?” Melody's mouth curled into a happy grin. “Nothing much. I have reunited with my aunt who adopted me after my parents died. I have experienced some wonderful things with her.” She said.After she visited with Harlan that day, a week later, she reunited with her aunt, who had been telling her about her childhood and her parents. They have also had fun together plus she has been visiting Pookie regularly when he is around. She did not have the courage to go when he wasn't there.“That's wonderful news.” Doctor Sanchez looked genuinely happy for her and she suddenly felt guilty.“I am sorry for how I acted out the last time and lashed out. It wasn't very mature of me.” She apologized. Doctor Sanchez shook her head. “You don't need to worry about it. It is perfectly normal for you to be frustrated about your memories and that is why I am also her
Melody shivered from his words but she slowly backed away from him. She did not think she was ready to go to that stage with him. It would be like crossing a forbidden line. Harlan helped her to adjust herself and she went to his living room. He came to join her moments later. He sat close to her and handed her a card. “What is this?” It was a black card with gold stripes and resembled the type of card for gaining access to a place.“It's my house key. You can use it to access this place whenever you like. In case you also need space to breathe, this place is available for you.” Her mouth almost hung open. “I can't take this, Harlan. This is too much.” He is giving her access to his apartment to come as she likes. “Why not?” Melody shook her head but her eyes were on the card. “Are you not worried about me invading your space? I don't want to bother you.” He took her hand and put the card in her palm then closed her fingers around it. “I don't mind you invading my space. I eve
They ate their meal while having small conversations in the process. “Where is Pookie, by the way? He hasn't returned.” Melody asked glancing around. .He had intentionally overfed him so the dog would sleep for a while and leave him and Melody alone. He needed to have some alone time with her, and he did not want a dog disturbing the little time he had to spend with his wife.“Pookie is asleep by now. He normally sleeps when I feed him.” He lied. “Oh. No wonder. It's a pity though, I came to also play with him.” Melody took the last bit of her food and set it aside. He was very happy to see her eat well.“What about me? Didn't you also come to spend time with me?”Melody's face flushed and she avoided his eyes. “I mostly came for Pookie but you are an added bonus.” He cocked his brow. “Really? I have never been referred to as a bonus. I'm always the main thing. It hurts to hear that.” She chuckled. “Don't be dramatic. The food was very nice. I really enjoyed it, especially the s