"Where am I?" Melissa groaned.
Without opening her eyes she could feel she was in a well lit room, the temperature was cold, the bed large and very comfy and she was naked, or half naked.
She blinked several times to adjust the brightness of the environment.
"Great" she winced "My head fucking hurts".
She absentmindedly collected a cup of water from someone close to her, she drank everything and returned the cup.
"Nice to see you too" Ryan intoned.
She flinched, many things began to run through her mind, of all she just hope She had not slept over.
"What happened?".
"I should be asking " Ryan shurged "Your broke a glass jar on a man's head, you got drunk, you laugh your way here, throw up all over my car and your body t
On getting to her apartment, Ryan spotted her associate, sitting on a sport bike. The pink gown she wore was short, exposing her long legs and thighs. She even still look professional, in her black heel sandals, her long hair was nearly packed in a ponytail. "Miss Ferico". Ryan smiled extending her hand for a hand shake. "Always looking sexy". Rosie smiled back, she shook Ryan warmly "It's Federico not Ferico" she corrected "You know I don't do sexy". Ryan grinned as she withdraw her hand, she walked in as Rosie followed without any other conversation. As a young woman apartment would be, Ryan's sitting room was a mess with her towel on the floor. She picked it and began to put every other thing in place. "Don't bother" Rosie sat "If I've had my own apartment it would look as unorganized as yours".&
Very early than usual Melissa lay awake on her bed, she had been finding it difficult to sleep since she lost Molly. Of no doubt she had expected Molly to call her, to tell her she was sorry and ask if they could still be friends. She turned slowly to notice her alarm still beeping 5:45 am, she was waiting for it to reach seven so she could climb off her bed and get prepared for her lessons. Her encounter with Ryan replayed itself in her head, it kept reminding her of the fact Ryan offered to help by giving her card to contact her anytime she wanted. But she doesn't want anything as such! She doesn't want to be so pathetic to ask Ryan for money or help even if she would offer it back. She haven't fixed or replaced the phone even when Ryan had not said anything about it yet. Karen was not yet back and she was so grateful f
"Melissa?" Both melissa and Williams turned to see Molly starring at them in anger, rage, pain, hate and disappointment. "Melissa you...you are kissing him?". Molly forced the words out from her mouth, even as she tried not to make it sound jealous or painful, she still felt every bit of pain. At first felt guilty, she pushed Williams like his skin contained venom. Her bruised lips opened and closed without letting out a words. Then it got notified to her, Molly doesn't care about her, she might just be jealous. "I like your lips melissa" Williams interrupted moving close to Melissa "How would you like your next kiss in front of your ex". Like Molly wished, melissa's palm connected to Williams's left cheek. She pushed him aside and walked out of the dressing room without ch
Ryan walked pass Karen with a bottle of chilled champagne and two glass cups she offered a filled cup to Karen as she sat down beside her. "We have been waiting for over two hours". Karen complained as she empty the cup in her mouth. She stretched out her hand showing Ryan the cup for a refill. "I bet you shouldn't be complaining" Ryan smiled and filled the cup "Just don't get drunk or I rape you". Karen gave her a disgust look, she scoffed and occupied herself with her phone. She snapped her naked thigh and legs, edit it and post it. "What the heck!" Ryan's eyes popped up "You just posted something irrelevant". Karen looked shocked, she showed Ryan the screen of her phone, then pointed at her legs. "You see this! It's what I do for a living". Ryan decided to
Williams sat mute, even when Rosie asked him random questions to keep him occupied or think less about something, he still wouldn't listen. He just remain emotionless in his car as they drove to the club. Rosie was worried, but she didn't for one second allowed her worry be of any form oppression to her. She should have thought about it earlier that day, when her instinct asked her to ignore Williams offer to go see Ryan. She should have known he was up to no good as he had never been in any good for a long time now. She should have thought about twice in the sense that he had never let her out without a personal reason, but that day he let her go with just one sentence. "Should I come with you sire". Rosie asked as she opened the door of the car "I can stay here if you want" she added when she noticed he didn't want to reply. The ent
Michael stood at the door way, watching Melissa dance with her partner of the day. He never let anything distract him, he just stood still, watching all her moves, her passion for Ballet and how she manage to keep fit, balance her weight on her toes and still look so beautiful. Her brown eyes looked unique, adding to the lovely freckles covering her face and her ponytail packed red hair made her look like a character from a fairytale. He felt he won't have to let the perfect moment as he brought out his phone and began to video her. Making sure he was patient enough to wait till the end. He capture the way she let her body move freely, like it was been held captive and controlled by the wind. He noticed the pleasant smile on her face as she looked into the eyes of her partner like she was in love with him. The smiles, the way her lips parted each time Jak
Melissa felt awkward, she stood at the door post for a while. Fear, hate and another kind of strange feelings flow through her vein. She just hated the smile on his handsome face. "You can ignore him if you want" Melissa walked to the room. She just want to ignore Williams, but she knew she could not. Since Micheal was still waiting for her, what if she asked him to take her somewhere, just anywhere she could stay till Karen and Williams finish what the heck they want to do.Hopefully she would stay long in the bathtub so Williams could keep Micheal company if they don't pull down the house. Micheal just stayed at that spot, starring daggers at Williams who stayed calmly. He seemed to be Enjoying himself watching cartoon and eating popcorn. "I don't know why girls love cartoon" Williams said dramatically no longer looking
All manner of bad things flow through William's head, he couldn't just stand the chance of seeing the girl he had hate to love feeling comfortable in his worst enemy's arms. Standing in the sun waiting for Rosie to pick her call took him like centuries. Even when it was just a few minutes, he still wouldn't stop yelling and cussing. It was so hard for him, and also so strange!He had never felt so much love for a person before, not even his mum he had loved with all he thought he had. He hasn't seen someone so unique, attractive, beautiful, and free. No doubt Micheal would be able to capture her in his sweetheart filled with love, hate, and rage. He would show her what it takes to be special with freckles, red hair, natural, and have the heart of an angel. Williams had always wanted to be like his half-brother, even when his father hated him, he still wished to be like him. He wants to be kin
Melissa couldn't wait to be told she would be in dept if she wait any longer. Since she refused Williams proposal, narrowly escape Michael's second death, she had been evading her friends and Williams. The fear alone that Michael might come for her made her keep her location hidden. For the past three weeks, she had been doing things the way she wants. Just like how she feels, in due time, Michael will get her back and she will never be free again. The way she watched him kill Luciano and Rosie made her fear for her life but she still want to leave her life the way she might be able to tell her children she did try her best to enjoy. Since lectures stopped days ago all she had to do is work to save up for rents. She always made sure to keep her phone off and dance for an unknown club every night. She gets to pay for different hotels to pass the night and send the remai
Williams couldn't believe his eyes, although it wasn't a huge television in front of him but he doesn't want to believe that. At least not now, not ever. "She might just be overwhelmed" he shrugged. Chasing her would be of no use so he called, asking his men not to let her out. He grabbed the bottle of tequila and rushed down the elevator. On reaching the last floor flat, he couldn't find her, he asked about her but they said they didn't see her run out. "Search the whole building" He yelled to his guards "Check the elevator, she might be trapped" They nodded and split, looking for Melissa. Williams kept making angry noises, he would yell and cuss, shouting at everyone that comes near him. He received a weird glance from customers and workers but he didn't care, he wants Melissa back and she must accept his proposal. "Sir" A female worke
At the back of the state, Melissa still couldn't take her mind of Michael as she sat with other dancers, waiting to be judged.She ignored the strange stare from other dancers like she has a plague or virus. "What happened out there?" Jake asked worried as he offered her a chill bottle of water "You look like you were about to faint" Melissa swallowed hard, she looked at Jake in silence as the suspense grew. Her gaze locked him his and she maintain it, trying to think about something else to talk about. "Did you can Michael?" She asked before she could stop herself. Jake froze, he stared at her like she had lost it and he pitied her. He took the bottled water she was holding and keep it on the floor. "You see this bottle" he pointed at it "Can I ask if you know the name of the person that filled it?" M
Melissa cried all through, getting to put a lot of makeup on her face made her look less of a lost drunk girl. About thirty minutes to their dance, Jake her partner decided to take their intro routine with her. "We are dancing FADED by Alen walker, not Salsa!" Jake said in surprise as Melissa missed the step again "You are not yourself, Melissa" Jake whispered as Melissa danced to him. According to the dance, they spilled and walked towards each other slowly on their toes. "Don't tell me you are nervous!" Jake seem pissed, he tried to hold Melissa but she stepped on him "Ouch!" "So sorry" Melissa stopped. Melissa kept breathing hard as she looked at his face, her shoulders dropped. She moved a tiny bit of stray hair behind her and sniffed. "What's wrong Melissa!" Jake seems worried, he rushed to her and hugged her "It's okay
Time waits for no man! Melissa found it difficult to sleep as all she could think about is how she would dance with Jared she didn't see all of the day. It had been days, three complete days that she had to lie to him about going to work while she had to dance and had marathon sex with Williams. Funny enough, she was supposed to see Williams that evening but couldn't get herself to. They had literally had sex five times since yesterday and she couldn't have it anymore. She lost her mind whenever she is with him. Memories of how they made love flashed back and she couldn't help but blush and become horny again. She rolled off the bed and walked to the kitchen to grab a can of beer. "You can't just keep ignoring me like this, Melissa " Karen complained. Melissa knew Karen had been around lately but she also had been try
"Let your body free, Melissa," Williams said for the fourth time. Dancing had been going fine until she began to act more rigid than she is supposed to be. He stopped her and asked her to take deep breaths. "You know how to make yourself free?" He asked and she shook her head, his brows flinched then he decided to overlook "Then how do you concentrate" "I just imagine I am in the ocean and can only survive if I dance like a piece of paper," Melissa said immediately. Although, that wasn't what Williams had expected he did make him smile. he asked her to get to the basic principles of ballet and stand on her toes which she did. "Now close your eyes " he whispered as he went behind her "I will teach you another way" Just as he said, she closed her eyes, waiting for the next Instructions. "To be light as a feather and have the strengt
Leah sat still, watching her surrounding like she was Alice trapped in wonderland. She brought out her phone and began to take pictures of the place. The place looks like a small ballet hall, just like the one Melissa train in almost every day. Williams had brought it for Melissa to practice in and get to know her friends more. He knows that if he can get Melissa to trust him again that the rest girls won't be a problem except Molly, who kept finding fault in all he does. Leah could not believe Melissa had been taking dance lessons from Williams in order to win the best ballet dancer for Loyola college this year. It's almost twenty minutes late from the time they all talked about and no one had arrived except for Leah who seems to be getting bored and angry. "Remind me what I am doing here again" she yelled, she looked around, shrugged, and grinned "Oh poor Leah, you are here to watch Melis
Melissa couldn't contain her surprise and anger. Even if she wanted to go after Williams that had left about two minutes ago, she should at least obey his rules that asked her to stay there till he get back. "Michael is gone?" She repeated. For the first few seconds, she didn't get the statement well or understand what the person meant. She slapped her hand over her forehead so hard that she might get it red. Although she still has a strong hatred for Michael deep down, she never wished for him to die too soon. "Poor Williams" she gasped. Ignoring Williams's simple warning of not leaving the room, she walked out the door hoping to meet Williams maybe in grief over the death of his brother. "Thanks" she whispered to the maid the opened the last iron door for her. "Call me Rose" the girl smiled. "Like Rosie?" Melissa wig
Melissa woke up on hearing her alarm sing for the third time, something she never likes for a bit. She rolled off the bed and walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of water only to find Karen passed out on the couch. "Karen" she whispered. At first, she had wanted to rush to her, pull her hair and slam her against the floor but something stronger than anger kept her from moving. Mere looking at Karen, you could tell she is as good as useless. Her make-up seems too much, her clothes barely covered her body, her pants were still on her ankle, and her hair was rough. She must have had sex on that couch. She decided to ignore her and do whatever she need to execute. About aA few minutes later, she walked out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee and toasted bread. Wrong combination but her taste for weird food seems to expand each day. She quickly took a quick b