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she hollered. I jerked, swearing profanities—she couldn’t leave me be in my past life, and she didn’t intend to now. "I'm coming!" I shouted, hurriedly climbing out of the tub and wrapping a towel around my frame. When I exited the bathroom, Melissa was staring. I felt self-conscious as I dried myself, but it didn’t matter because every move I made was meant to allure her. A little secret of Melissa's—one she told no one but Raya—was that she liked women.

she said and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously. Lola caught the act and looked away with a grin pulling on her lips. She knew that Melissa wasn’t afraid to flirt, and more often than not, she ended up with the guy she wanted. She was beautiful and had long, curly brown hair, a bronze complexion, and long, full lashes. Not to mention, her fashion sense never ceased to amaze.

She asked as she turned towards me, throwing her hair to the back of her head. There was no way I was mistaken; I thought to myself, taking my hand back. The face looked mature, but I knew the person I stood with was Melissa and there was no denying it, except she was doing it on purpose. “You are Melissa, right?” I asked, smiling as I felt she wanted to keep me in a guessing game. “It’s been a while since we talked, and you ran away on that night.” “I’m not sure you are talking to the right person. My name is Gabriella Barron of Nightshade Pack,” she said as she flipped her hair, placing her tablet in front of her.

“Oh I forgot, you can't, unless you want mummy to know about your unholy desires." With that she burst out laughing. Barbara swallowed hard, anger rising in her throat. “You’re shameless, a disgusting piece of trash.” Melissa’s eyes hardened instantly. “And you are my servant, slut." “ Now if I were you I would shut my mouth and come massage my feet or else,” she said, her tone low, and bitter. Barbara stared. “or else what?” Melissa leaned in close. “Or I can mention what you were doing last night.”

she said. “When did you get back?” I asked. “This morning,” she replied. “When mother told me she needed me to come back here and kick your ass, I couldn’t pass up a glorious opportunity like that.” "Save the sass for when one of you is bleeding,” Melissa said, clapping her hands once. “Wait, what are we doing?" I asked. "You're going to train," Melissa said. "And Ariana is going to show you how to hold your own in a physical contest."

– Melissa seemed like the calmest person in the world. – Melissa Lascuran? You're Melissa Lascuran? You're crazy! What is this crazy woman doing here? You ruined Liz's face, I was with her. You're sick. – Sabrina now looked terrified. – That's it! Oh, I'm even emotional now, my fame precedes me! – Melissa smiled and dramatically placed her hand on her chest. – I can't say it's a pleasure to meet you, but yes, I am Melissa Lascuran!

She had on the uniform that I knew belonged to a well-known salon and spa from one of the malls in the city. “Good evening, sir and madam. I’m Melisa from Les Paradis, I’m here and ready to assist you with whatever you need.” She went ahead and introduced herself. The woman was carrying a bag containing her work equipment. But I don't remember calling her here. "Keith-" “I hope you’ll accept it. Not only will you save time, but you'll also save your energy with Melissa's assistance." He said. "I just want to pamper my future wife."

Sitting side by side, Paula and Barbie looked through their phones while Barbie responded to the most recent drama involving Paula's sister, Melissa. "Your sister is Bad.Mel? Why is she so pretentious?" Barbie exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock. Paula's expression hardened as she went through a few comments. Melissa remained the same, preying on the sympathy of her followers with her fake innocence. For many years, Melissa was a well-known influencer who attracted numerous endorsement deals and amassed a devoted fanbase. She was also known as a relationship influencer who advises people who are in a relationship or people who want to be.

Melissa groaned loudly, pent up sexual frustration finally let free. I had to admit my sister looked like she knew what she was doing. Melissa clearly enjoyed it, at least. It was a supremely sexy spectacle. "She's very hot when she does that, isn't she?" I said, still not taking my eyes of my sister. "Oh, fuck yes! So fucking hot," Melissa agreed, breathing fast. "You both are," I added, smiling at her. She moaned her answer, closing her eyes and pushing her head back against the pillow. I took the opportunity to inspect her tits more closely, bending down to nibble experimentally at them.

Chapter 24: The Apology Melissa stood peacefully on the terrace, reveling in the breathtaking view that unfolded before her. As she took a deep breath, fragments of the previous night's events replayed in her mind, causing her cheeks to flush with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had acted so recklessly and impulsively. It was truly unbelievable. Suddenly, Jeremy's voice interrupted her thoughts. Startled, Melissa turned around and found him standing a short distance away. She hadn't even noticed his arrival, her mind consumed by her own self-reflection. Her face grew hotter, and she averted her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.