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Melissa The audacity of this man who called himself Alexander Pierce was something I couldn't place my hands on yet. After all the things he did to scar me mentally and emotionally, he still had the guts to show his very beautiful face to me. What was I even saying? I should not be complimenting his looks at the moment but I couldn't help it. I could tell where my boys got their handsomeness from. Such a fine man, I blushed. “Miss Melissa, Miss Melissa,” the director's voice infiltrated my thoughts, forcing me out of my mental masturbation. “Yes sir,” I composed myself and stiffened my gaze. “I'm saying that I'm giving you the rest of the day away since Mr Alexander Pierce wants to see you. You can dismiss whatever you are doing and carry on,” he said. For a moment, I was glad that I could use the rest of the day to relax and definitely have time to pick my kids up at school. But I refuse to give Alexander that satisfaction. There was no point arguing with the director, I simply
Alexander The kind of luck I had always baffled me, especially when it came to fixing my mistakes with Melissa. First it was Cindy, now it was Bree. I turned to look at Melissa, she had a neutral expression on her face. “What are you doing here Bree?” I asked again. “Are you following me?” She wore an irritating smile on her face, shrugging her shoulders. Her hands went over themselves, resting directly under her bosom. “Well you could say that,” the smile disappeared from her face immediately after she ended her statement. Melissa still wasn't saying anything. It looked like she was enjoying the show that was going on between Bree and I. I closed the space between Melissa and I, trying to find the most sincere words for her. There was no point trying to act all tough in front of her when she literally just saw me a few minutes ago at my most vulnerable. “Melissa, please I know I messed up again. I'm never going to be tired of asking for more chances.” “I don't know why you are
Lady Selene Immediately the door went shut, my eyes came in contact with Bree's. She was cradled up in my husband's arms, crying profusely. We all knew how badly behaved she was, we hoped and prayed that she would change but it felt like we were being punished for something we don't know. She released herself from Carlos' arms and ran straight to me. Her eyes were puffy and red, she was in a very pitiful state and I could only wrap her face in my wrinkled hands. “What did he say mother? How is he? Does he want to see me?” She attempted to go into his room but I restricted her from moving forward. “To be clear Bree, Alexander doesn't like you. Not even to the way you think, he doesn't have an iota of feelings for you.” I could see the veins standing on her neck, the tears were coming in fast and she tried to hold them back but it was all futile. She broke down like a river turned into a dam, breaking barriers and destroying everything along its path. She fell to the floor, holdin
Alexander As soon as the first light forced its way into my room, I pushed the comforter away from my body and walked into the bathroom. Knowing that my stay in Carlton was over, not my best yet but at least I was able to figure out where my wife and kids were. I decided to leave that morning without informing the Thatchers. I arranged the few clothes Lady Selene had got me in my wardrobe. My suitcase was small and concise, I didn't come with so much luggage. I took a quick bath and wore my suit. The door seemed to open at that moment, Lady Selene walked in with a tray of food in her hand, smiling. “Going to see your wife this morning again?” She asked, sitting on the bed. “Yeah I plan on doing that before I get to the airport,” I said. Her head snapped in my direction immediately the words sank in her head. “Airport?” She stood up and stayed in front of me, still, I refused to meet her eyes. “You are leaving? So soon?” I wrapped her hands in mine. “It's best I leave Mimi, fo
Bree The house was still and quiet, like the air in the atmosphere needed permission to blow. I tucked myself out of bed and dragged my lazy feet along the long hallway. Mother and father weren't in the living room, so I went ahead to their room. I knocked twice and helped myself in before they answered. “Morning mother, morning father,” I said, locating the bed. I sat in between them and I noticed that they only stared at me. My greeting even went unanswered. It was an expected reaction, I barely greeted my parents in the morning and just went about my business. “Morning Bree, did you have a nice sleep?” Father asked, caressing my blonde hair. “I tried,” my hoarse voice reached my ears. I had cried myself to sleep last night, praying in between that Alexander would look at me the way I wanted. I knew that I was spoiled, not by my parents of course but because that was just what I wanted. I believed nobody could talk to me anyhow, I sat heavily on the respect and properties that
MelissaAs soon as the door went shut in his face, I stood by the window, holding the curtains a bit and watched him drive away. He had a smile on his weary face and I found my lips curving into a small smile.“You still like him, mother,” Albert startled me with his words. “You were smiling a few moments ago.”“Stop behaving like you are an adult, you do not know what like or love is,” I shunned him, walking back to my former position.He followed me into the kitchen, helping me with the spoon I was using to stir the food.“Well, I do know that he is genuine about his apology. Just give him a chance, mother. At least we would have someone to call daddy. I can't count how many kids I've threatened in school just for them to shut up.”I looked at my 7 year old son, who was going to be 8 in the next few months, in disbelief.“You never told me about any kids bullying you,” I said, worrying hinting in my voice.“That's because I'm capable of taking care of things when you are not there,”
Melissa I was really finding it difficult to wrap my head around what was happening today. First of all, it was Alexander showing up to my house unannounced, informing me of his decision to travel today. Next it was this man who called himself Francis, forcing me to go on a dinner date with him. I tried to keep my anger in check and also to refrain from using the cuss words that were right on the tip of my tongue. “How did you find where I live?” He stepped out of the car, a smile that irritated me from the depth of my soul, lingering on his face. I found myself comparing him to Alexander, I wouldn't have really cared if it was Alex wearing the smile. Besides, it made Alex look more handsome and manly, blushing quietly to the thoughts in my head. At that moment, my head calculated that this morning was the only time I had seen him smile genuinely, ever since we saw each other again. “It's a small town Melissa, everybody knows everyone. And besides,” he took just one single step fo
AlexanderThe air in the atmosphere reminded me of what I had left behind and missed, the sweet smelling nostalgia of New York hit my nose. I had missed home, I had really missed my environment and the confines of my walls.I strapped a nose mask to my nose, concealing my identity away from the public. I wasn't mentally ready to be signing autographs left and right.The plane hit the runway and I looked through the open window, admiring the beauty of New York. I carried the little bag that went with me to Carlton, finding my way out of the plane as soon as we were cleared for passing.I saw Felix waiting patiently for me outside.“Good morning Sir Alex,” he reached for my bag and directed me to the car. “Did you enjoy your trip?”Over the few years of Melissa's disappearance, Felix and I had become closer than we used to be. He has been working for my family since I was 10. He refused to have a family of his own, he claimed the woman he would love to settle with was betrothed to anoth