Melina Vostokoff Novels & Stories

"I have been reading their published research." He paused. A genuine, unguarded smile touched his eyes. "Of course you have." "Is there anyone specific I should be aware of?" He considered the question for a moment. "Natasha Volkov will likely attend." Elara filed the name away. "Who is she?" "A former business associate." He paused for a fraction of a second too long, signaling exactly how imprecise that category was. "She is the Chief Operating Officer of Meridian BioSolutions now. She will inevitably try to pull rank and prove she is the smartest person in the room." He delivered the warning with the complete flatness of a morning weather report. "Do not let her."

Stavros' pov: I had a lot of meetings and business appointments today but I prefered to cancel them all and stay with my beautiful wife. I saw how Melina got my last leave and I didn't want to upset her again. From now on, I have to be more compassionate and take care of Melina's feelings before acting. Melina made me see that the time when I lived carefree and my actions did not affect anyone else but me, passed irrevocably. Whatever I do, even if it seems small and insignificant to me, can be very important to someone else.

Melina's eyes widened in shock and she sprang up from her chair immediately. "Mr. Alexander..." Alexander signaled the bodyguard with him to leave. Emily too left, leaving him and Melina alone. "Welcome Sir. Please have a seat." Melina immediately offered. Alexander complied without saying a word. "It's such an honor to have you here, Mr. Alexander. What brings you to VVC, if I may ask?" Melina was nervous to the core but was trying hard not to show it. "Melina Throndsen. I'm here for you." Alexander answered, his face as rigid as ever. Melina gulped.

Melinda said cheerfully, tugging at his arm. Vanya looked away upon seeing this. "What's wrong? Not feeling well?" Calvert reached out to touch Vanya's forehead, bringing them close together. Cliff noticed this exchange. Calvert's look at Vanya was that of a man eyeing his beloved. "Alpha Cliff, let's go," Melinda cooed. Cliff uttered a deep "Mm." Envious glances from the female staff followed Melinda— young, a graduate from a prestigious university, and favored by the Todd family CEO.

“‘Classic Cocktails.’ Aperol Spritz—refreshing drink with a light citrus bitterness, 220 milliliters, 170 hryvnias.” “But… how?” he stared, baffled. “I have a very strong photographic memory. You read that I finished my studies externally, right?” “Yes, but I thought you were just a bookworm…” “No, there was no point sitting and listening to material I could absorb way faster than everyone else. And also— I, Victoria Aleksandrovna Lemeshko, am a certified biochemist, senior technologist, and specialist at Nikolai Koshev’s company. Nice to meet you.”

“ Just like he is your bro she is my sis . I saw how there was no reporter sneakily trying to get a picture and the table being quite isolated from the rest of the tables . You tend to care about your friend a lot too . “ said Mel . Massimo smirked a little as he heard her . “ You are quite sharp miss Mel . I would like to have an employee like you by my side . “ said Massimo . “ Working by the side of the great Massimo Salvatore is a bit too much for me to handle . I prefer the place where I am . “ said Mel . “ Where do you work miss Mel ? “ asked Massimo . “ I am a financial strategist . “ said Mel . “ Very nice ! if you find your company boring and are in for some excitement in your work

She had two hours to somehow fix this funding crisis and get across town. "Melissa, can you set up meetings with our other major donors? I need to reassure them, make sure no one else is planning to pull out." "Already on it. But Ava..." Melissa hesitated. "There might be another option. We received an inquiry this morning from a new potential donor. Someone interested in funding at the same level as Henderson." "Who?" "Elena Volkov. She's a philanthropist based here in the city. Made her money in tech before selling her company. She's interested in women's issues, specifically domestic violence and human trafficking."

Her question made him frown even more, but remained silent, realizing that what his mother said was truly valid. “Maybe she slept with Bryan to get him to help her with the media... I told you all, I told you all that a man like Check could never be serious about Peach!! She is not the type to get wealthy men's attention like that. Do you not see how simple she dresses!?” Melina exclaimed, glaring at Dean and Mrs. Jewel, with anger flashing in her eyes. Grabbing the glass of white wine, Melina took a long sip and stated, “She has no class, no elegance whatsoever, and she’s always wearing rags. I don't understand why someone like Checks would choose someone like her, even if it's just for se