LOGINMelio's POV
Days had passed by with no words, text or calls from Christian, I even dropped by his house against Mackenzie's advice to see him, only to meet the housekeeper, who kept telling me to check in about a week's time. Graduation came and I hoped I would l see him there, so we could talk and I'd apologize for making him feel that way, Throughout the ceremony I kept looking for him and didn't get any glance of him, then wide mouth Gianna took it upon herself to make me feel worse.
"Awwn the heavy stuff is looking around, what do you want sweetheart? I could help you search for it faster so the room could feel lighter without you turn every minute". This bitch will get it from me today
"You mean as heavy as this makeup you have on which still makes a duck too pretty?" This got Mackenzie and others giggling and I was sure Gianna was upset.
"Well if you're looking for Christian dear, he left town two days after prom night and guess who's not here as well". I wasn't really looking out for others, aside from Mackenzie, Christian and a few other people who made my high school days memorable. So I then noticed that Joyce wasn't here too and no one had really said anything about seeing her around, I gathered two and two together, so he really dumped me for her, wow and here I am wanting to fix what has been broken not realizing it was smashed."
"Now you will know your place Melio, you may have a pretty face, but definitely not the type any man would want to keep, I have always told you that Christian would dump your ass sooner or later."
"At least he got with someone else and still did not look your way". I said trying to sound strong, just to get through this ceremony, my GPA was great, but my chances of finding a man, was as slim a Gianna.
"Are you ok?" Mackenzie asked as soon as we got to her place.
"No Mac I am not ok, I am everything right now, but being ok isn't on the menu." I had cried for the past hours, is this what being dumped by your first love feels like, now I understand how strong Mackenzie is, cause my brother keeps rejecting every form of love she gives. I literally cried myself to sleep every single night. The following weeks had been hard, I became a shadow of myself, I lost interest in any and everything that usually makes me feel happy. I guess my parents felt it too and one night my mom and dad during dinner spoke to me while I was trying my best to eat
"Sweetheart, things like this happen, but you can't kill yourself over something or someone who doesn't want you". My dad said.
"Yes my dear if Christian thinks his better off without you in his life, let him know that he did you a favour by leaving you, I mean I never really liked the boy, but had to condone him cause you loved him and your mum didn't want me coming in-between you guys". Well I always knew deep down that my dad never really liked Christian, cause to be truthful his clique of friends never really said much good about his personality, bunch of creeps. This statement from my dad had me realizing how badly I fell for Christian and now, I honestly wished that I wasn't that involved with him. That night my mom came up to my room with her photo album.
"Mom I am tired, can we talk tomorrow?" I asked cause I was really exhausted emotionally and physically.
"I just have a few things to show you, I really need your help." With that I sat up, so I could help her as fast as possible and go back to bed. As we went through her school album together looking for whatever was in there, I was stunned by a photo and I looked at it for a good forty seconds,
"Oh! That's my best friend Anabeth, she is a plus size girl just like you, but could you believe that she had the most handsome guy chase after her back then in school and they eventually got married and moved to Florida. Melio, if he really loves you he will stay, so do not think for a second that your body is the problem, as all women can't be the same size. You did what any good girl would do for love and for that you're not wrong, you just did it for the wrong person that's all." Mom's words sunk in and I realized that I have been punishing myself for something I should not. If he doesn't feel guilty about leaving me without an explanation, why should I seek answers from him. With that I went to bed feeling relieved. And ever since that night, Christian had become a distant memory, I went from crying about him to realizing that I am better off without him.
Weeks passed by with Mackenzie and I receiving emails from almost all the ivy league college we had applied to. Our first plan was to move to Seattle, majorly cause my brother works there now as a resident doctor, and Mackenzie believes that there is a good chance that she will get with my brother Roman if he saw her almost everyday. But after she got her heart broken, she decided we should move to Florida, her mom and dad divorced so she made them gift her a divorce gift a place of her own in Miami. But I have been skeptical about that city, who doesn't know Miami to be a place for godlike humans, people there are carved into perfection and honestly I would rather be in a place that doesn't reduce my self esteem right now. I stayed back, continued my college here and still held on to the memories for the past 3 years after highschool I moved a bit from home, to collage there I still saw some familiar faces that chose to stay. I felt uncomfortable and unhappy and Mackenzie decided upon her self to help me transfer to her college in Miami. This transfer happened because Mackenzie blackmailed me into accepting the spot from the university in Miami Florida.
I woke up the next morning hoping that I will get through my school transfer application and have a beautiful day not too long my sister Lilian called.
"Hey heartbreak high, are you sober now?" Between my brother and sister I do not know who's worse at consolation, why call me that.
"What do you want my lovely sister? Might I bake this broken heart of mine for you, just to watch you eat and merry?" I asked in my nicest scsractis tone. For heaven's sake it's been three years, can we move past this?
"Well I need a favour from you!" As usual.
"What now?" I asked by sister hoping she wouldn't voice out one of her unnecessary errands.
"Since you will be moving to Florida soon, I want you to help me attend a christening in the next 3 weeks". Seriously I am not there yet and I have to run errands for my sister, I would have stayed with my sister, but she had to move with her husband to Hollywood in Florida. She married a big shot and I know my sister is beautiful even though she says I have the beauty and body of an angel. Steven saw my sister on her workman clothing and decided to marry her straight away and now they have a beautiful daughter together, reason why my mom has been absent for some weeks now.
"Ok on one condition, that you make me Milly's godmother." I really do not want Mackenzie to be her godmother over me.
"Ok fine. I will R.S.V.P Anthony and Cynthia right away. I remember Cynthia, she walked with my sister while she was at Miami as her Assistant and is now taking care of the Miami branch as the managing director. My sister has made a name in the real estate game and this makes my parents very proud.
"Also, she will introduce you to someone, Mom said you are looking for a company that will heir you for your internship right?" Oh my family, always looking for a way to make it easier for me.
"Alright Lilian, I will do just that, thanks for your help." I said feeling really grateful and happy.
Shaun's POV"Take us home," I said to Taylor. The drive home was uncomfortable for me. I had a thousand and one scenarios playing out in my head. My mom isn't supposed to know about this place unless—yeah, right—she must have gotten into an argument with my Aunt Annabeth. My aunt, to the bone, hates my mother’s guts. Reaching into my pocket, I grabbed my now-buzzing phone. The caller ID showed my aunt’s name."Hello, my boy." My aunt’s soothing voice reached me."Hello, Auntie, how are you?" I asked."Seen your wreck of a mother yet?" I knew why she asked."I heard of her arrival here. What happened?""Well, she did explode when I told her about you finding someone good for yourself. Things got heated between us, and the rest is history." I could feel the sadness in her tone."Well, Auntie, you did well by sending her my way." I know how to handle my mother, and I reassured her that I would manage the situation. This made her smile."What's wrong?" I heard Melio ask as I put the phone
Shaun's POV"I want this—us forever. Be Mine, just mine!" I buried my face in the crook of her neck. I had poured my all into this. Fuck, she feels so good. I know she's exhausted; I made it so. She looks delicate under me."Let's get you cleaned up." With that, I carried her into the bathroom, filling up the tub with water and soap. I set her inside. I need to clean my little firefly."You're tired?" I asked, to which she gave a little nod that made me want babies. I really am overwhelmed with emotions when it comes to her. She's a sweet chaos; she makes me desire something. Something real. I got into the tub, and for the first time tonight, she observed my full glory."Can't believe I just took all of that. I feel like a slut," she said, feeling shy."Well, I love a slutty, shy girl. Nothing comes close." She smiled. I could see those beautiful dimples."Why did you wait?" I asked. I know for a fact that girls her age and younger have been with guys, but she waited. For some reason,
Melio's POV"What did they say about Greece again?"I looked at a now-rooted Shaun. How do I start?"Go with the flow, Chocolate! I am running thin on patience here.""But I don't know how," I said, feeling shy. I mean, Mackenzie knew how it felt because she had vibrators and the rest. Me? No. I had never touched myself and sincerely did not know how."What do I do with you?"I don't know why, but for some reason, I felt bad. "Fine, if that breaks the deal, I would understand," I said, making my way off the bed, only to be held in place by Shaun."What the fuck did I do to make you think I would let you off the hook after reeling up my primal desire? I will show you. Now, back to your previous position. Spread!"I did as told and went back. I felt shy."I need to let you know how important it is for me to look you in the eyes. I need your eyes to communicate what your mouth won't be able to tell me 'cause trust me you won't be able to use your cognitive ability more so to utter aloud a
Melio's POV"Let's go back to our previous lessons, shall we?"By that, he meant the last time I had clamped around his finger. Tonight was different. He seemed gentle—so gentle that I was worried about how I would hold myself together."This is perfect. You are perfect," he said under the dim lights of the room."Tonight is about you. Tonight I get to show you what it feels like to be worshipped. I get to drink from all your fountains. I get to make you realize how much more you are."For a guy like Shaun, this was a bit clichéd. He was sculpted. I looked at his chiselled body, the V-line that ran down to his member, and his blonde hair, which was striking. Guys like him always ended up with girls like Joyce and Evelyn, but here we were. He chose me. I saw how his muscles flexed and caught a glimpse of his tattoo 'The pain makes the king.' I knew he seemed cold, but under that blanket of ice lay a man who cared deeply about what he loved. As for me, I didn't know what I meant to him.
Shaun's POV I clinched my hands tightly around the glass cup, refusing to give her the reaction she wanted. Sensing the tension, she walked away. It took me every ounce of self-control to not go over to her and take her in that space. But I got to understand one thing—if I want her vulnerable, I need to let her think she has the upper hand, and when the timing is perfect—I will strike. I will make her beg for it. The day got me up at exactly 3 AM—jerking off to a half-sleeping woman. She looked beautiful. Very beautiful. The quilt had rolled down, revealing her perfect skin. Her ass and boobs were on display. After bringing myself to a relief, I finally relaxed, getting ready for the big day ahead. I knew the building would be busy today. I had Vivian prepare her food with more vegetables. I really do want to make her mine. The sooner the better. "Mark, have them prep my jet. I will be heading to Greece." I remember her talking so exquisitely of the Greek gods. Now I will be taking
Shaun's POVFor some reason, I was mad. Mad that my work kept me away from her. My pretty little thing. I had pushed her to her limits—for this, she was mad. Mad that I didn't give in to what she wanted. She thinks I do not desire her. I, more than anything, want to ride her senseless. I am so utterly consumed by her that every minute without her felt like a collision of my being. For some reason, I had tried settling my hunger for her by watching. Yes! Call me a psychopath, but watching her made it even more difficult. I had seen her naked. Fuck. I had to jerk off to her whilst she creamed herself, unaware of the darkened desires she erupted in me.The business in Dublin did take longer than I had expected. Apparently, my mom's little fuck boy wants to play smart. I know this had something to do with my mom. She, just like my father, wants my sweat to themselves. I will show her just how heartless I can be. Just as expected, my lawyers crushed him—needing to save himself, he ran to m
Melio's POV "Are you going to him, dressed like that?" I looked at him trying to grasp why he had such a shocking expression. "Yes— why?" I asked cause clearly I did not see any need or reason for such a blunt interrogatory question."And your breast has to be on display? Why not wear something m
Shaun's POVMonday came and I arrived early to ensure that I get to request HR to send in all new interns one after the other to my office, making a special request that one more would be added and I will like her to meet me last."What's her name sir?" She asked"Melio". I replied, well this shoul
Shaun's POV"Oh yes, yes! Like that, just like that!"Mmmmhhh, Shaun like that, keep going please don't stop!"Well I was banging one of the Michaels daughter in one of my hotel rooms, this girl is really not pumping my adrenaline like last time, could it be because of Melio, her name sounded bette
Melio's POV"You really have to come down here Melio, it is much more lively and much more fun than Dublin. Miami will help you forget your pain trust me on this." I sighed, it may be easy for Mackenzie, but for me it is very difficult, I have all these memories about this city, where I had my fi







