Melissa Fma Novels & Stories

Beautiful. But there was one piece of my past I still hadn't dealt with. Melissa. She'd been in the psychiatric hospital for over a year now, locked away, forgotten by almost everyone. I'd avoided thinking about her, avoided making any decisions about what to do. Then one day, the hospital director contacted me. "Sacred Maiden," he said. "I'm calling about Melissa. She's made significant progress. Her doctors believe she's stable enough to be released." My stomach tightened. "Released?"

Her mother still had very firm boobs for a 60-year old so Melissa looked forward to the future. She'd donned a new trouser suit and she loved how she looked in it. It was cut to be tight around the ass and show off the tits and her new push-up bra simply added to the overall impression. She checked that she'd packed everything, kissed the children goodbye and headed out to the waiting limo. In the limo her assistant Chloe was waiting. Melissa was off to give a keynote speech at a conference and Chloe was coming along to make sure there weren't any mishaps. This was incredibly important for Melissa's career. The director of sales was retiring and Melissa wanted his job. If she did well at thi

Melissa shrugged her shoulders, "I wouldn't either." He hated when Melissa was right, but she usually was. Melissa oftentimes got on his nerves. She was his closest friend that remained with him after high school, and who moved four hours down from their home city to Rickpark, pursuing her own dreams and helping Eric achieve his. Eric's wanted to become a writer, and believed finding connections in the literary industry was an easier route, while Melissa wanted to become a dancer, and Rickpark was famous for having made dancers become known around their industry.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned the steering wheel and headed towards the café. Once Elaine had taken her seat, Calvin began, "Regarding Luman Real Estate, I've received some information. Melissa has set her sights on a piece of land. She plans to use it for constructing buildings to revitalize the sales of their previous properties. I've done some research on that land, and it's a great location with beautiful scenery. It's suitable for developing a high-end residential area. Melissa's judgment is quite accurate."

Melissa, on the other hand, remains eerily composed, a hint of satisfaction playing at the corners of her lips. Unbeknownst to Terry, she had been meticulously planning this encounter, and now her scheme had come to fruition. As Melissa's mind drifts into a flashback, she recalls the conversation she had with Miranda, their heads bent together in secrecy. It was during this exchange that Melissa learned about the upcoming party Terry was hosting, an event she had no desire to attend. Miranda, a mastermind in orchestrating manipulative scenarios, outlined a plan for Melissa to follow.

"She’s just using Christian to get back at Nathaniel, and Christian is probably just using her for a bit of fun before he marries into the Hale dynasty. And that demonic little girl, Emma? She’s probably the result of another one of Elara’s affairs.” Some of Melissa's friends nodded, fueling her crazy thoughts further. Melissa grabbed her designer bag, her head held high with ego, despite the red bruise on her face. She was already forming a plan against Elara inside her mind. A plan to take revenge. "She slapped me for calling her daughter a bastard? Hah. Just wait until the Hale heiress’s engagement party. I’m going to make sure the real E.H. knows exactly who has been warming her fiancé’s

Soon, Melissa's profile and photos showed up on the screen. Melissa had a great resume. She graduated from one of the top universities and worked in Trustworth Group ever since. She wasn't in a relationship and had never gone on a blind date for many years. Besides, Melissa had even publicly announced in a press conference that she would always belong to his fiancé even if he had passed away. She had also told the elders not to arrange blind dates for their children with her for the sake of their marriage.

Her brows drew together slightly, and she nodded. I cleared my throat, lowering my voice. “It’s about Mia Tyler. I haven’t seen her in class for a while.” Her expression shifted with the flicker in her eyes and the slight drop of her shoulders. For a moment, she hesitated, glancing down the hallway before meeting my gaze again. “She didn’t tell you?” she asked quietly. My stomach tensed. “Tell me what?” Melissa sighed, her fingers tightening around her notebook. “Mia left the country. She transferred to Switzerland.”

Just before Helga could complete her sentence, Maisy cut her off. "Ok! Lia!" She said excitedly. She cupped her cheeks with both her hands. Her eyes were twinkling when she realized she called Amelia's name. Maisy walked to her and held both her hands. "Lia, I will forever serve you. I will be your most loyal maid!" Maisy shouted and smiled brightly at Amelia. "What are you saying," Amelia said while giggling. Helga was about to say something when she sees the bright smile plastered on Amelia's face. 'I guess this is fine too. I'm glad her mood got better' she thought.

She said. I frowned. “It does! That has everything to do with what's going on now because I choose you to be my maid and if you're going to be my maid, you might as well tell me about who you've been working for and why you refused to tell me you were the late Luna's maid when we first met.” Melissa sighed, “After the late Luna died, I was sent to work as a fashion designer. You've just arrived here, what are you doing? If you really want to earn the Alpha's love, you need to be welcoming, loving and—”