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Lavina mumbled sliently "Melanie you should eat, you haven't eaten since. What would you like to eat ?"Lavina asked. Melanie wiped her tears away and sniffed "Maybe a pastor taco with beef please. A hot ice cream,some strawberries,a banana and an apple. A red one please. Green one's tastes like Lewis's spaghetti and meatballs "she replied leaving Lavina shocked "Melanie,can you eat all.......that?" Lavina asked slowly "Yep !"she replied "Okay...I'll go get them "Lavina said and stood

Mia joins in the laugh. Someone joins the table and we stop laughing. "What's so funny guys? I need to laugh..." says Melanie as she takes a chair from an empty table and squeezes it between Trent and me. "Who invited you?" Trent asks rudely. He doesn't look pleased with all to see her. She grins at Trent. "My best friend, Kate." Melanie suddenly screams when she looks at me. "Zombies! Who the hell is this?" She looks me up and down. "Oh, the maid."

Floral explains reading from her iPad. "I thought we didn't have a marketing executive working here yet?" I arched a brow at her confused. "She came in yesterday, Miss Melanie Vaughn, she doesn't have to attend the meeting if it's too early but it would certainly help" "Go call her for me" I urged Floral and she nodded walking out of my office, Soon after, Melanie walked in with her beautiful blonde hair tied up by a clip and her smooth legs on display, her breasts were tucked in a white blouse and she barely had any makeup on showcasing her natural beauty.

It was a compromising situation and it could have happened to anyone, Maria concluded, kicking her shoes off. She had ordered a mini pizza on her way home, now she just had to sit and not overthink. She, however, failed. Maria had a trait of overly analyzing her every move and criticizing the things she did that can't be undone. Growing up with the mindset that all things had to fall in place, this trait of hers could be cut. It's been almost a week since her arrival in the USA and she had nothing to show for it. No broadway personalities, no auditions or casting calls...yet. It would be completely absurd to tell her employers at A.C.E about her wanting this, it would make her seem like she

Melanie P.O.V. I dressed up in a black shirt and black trousers, getting ready for the meeting with Mrs. Jane. I picked up the phone again and searched for Nicholas Silverado on I*******m, I clicked on his profile and followed him. He had close to a million followers, and the urge to send him a message was very strong. I tapped the message icon and typed in a message, I was about to send it and I changed my mind and erased everything I had written down. I exited the I*******m app and got up from bed. I walked out of my bedroom and descended the stairs, I got to the door, opened it, and walked out. I locked the door and exhaled before walking to Mrs. Jane's house. I got to her door and knocke

Chapter 1: Alejandro's First Temptation Melanie sat in the middle of the large king-sized bed inside her luxurious penthouse in Los Angeles. At twenty-four years old, extremely wealthy from her family's fortune, she remained a virgin. It had been her fantasy for a long time. Using her money and connections, she secretly hired five stunning men for a special "competition."

She is standing right next to me. "Damon Winters, you think that you are all that? You should be happy that I am even trying to get your attention. I have a young lover. Much younger than you. What makes you think that you are so wonderful? You are as old as I am," Melanie shouts as she jumps out of the bed and into the dress she has placed carefully next to the bed.

Melanie said. Her gaze sharpened with immediate interest. I crossed the room and pulled on a shirt. Wide collar. Perfect. Then I took Arria’s hand and started toward the corridor. Melanie fell into step beside her, already talking. “I missed everything this morning,” she said, offended by the fact. “Everything. I was with Martha in the forest helping her collect herbs, because apparently I’m useful now.” “You’re always useful, Melie.” “I know that. The problem is everyone else keeps discovering it at inconvenient times.”

Not only that, given his temper, she would probably pay a severe price for lying to him. Melanie understood her concern, so she said, “Tara, don’t worry. Just call me Aunt Melanie. I won’t let others find out about me and you. I’m not just here to visit. I’m here to help you deal with that little bitch Sylvia. I want her to give you back the title of Mrs. Carter!” Tara wore a frustrated look. “I don’t know anything. I don’t know how to deal with her. Any bright ideas?” Melanie was just an old woman whose glory days were behind her. She used to have several rich boyfriends, but she had failed miserably and lost every one of them. What could she possibly have to help Tara?

“My husband bought it for me just recently. Now, I need to get back home first, but I’ll talk to you again later, right? You’ve come home from abroad—I think that’s an occasion befitting me treating you to a diner.” Mateo did not reject her offer. “Mm, sounds great! Honestly, I just wanna catch up with you over a hearty meal,” he said. “See you soon; be careful while on the road. Oh, and by the way, your daughter is incredibly gorgeous… just like her mother.” Melanie’s face flushed pink. She drove and fled the parking basement in a frenzy. She was really starting to think that the girl Mateo referred to was herself… But could it be? Could his crush really be Melanie Lark?!