Melo From Kinigra Deon Novels & Stories

“Instead of getting promoted, the jerk fell to being a janitor.” Berna laughs, and so does Ruth. “Where did you hear that? It’s Sir Melo, by the way. His name is supposedly Melodio and he wants me to tell yoi,” she says. “Huh?” Berna furrows her brow, “He’s into me?” The girl shrugs, “I’m into him too,” she says, immediately pushing her friend. “Really?” Ruth reacts, causing Berna’s laughter to intensify. “Well, it’s true. He looks like a K-Pop singer, so I went for it. He’s really handsome.”

Melo laughs and shake his head. "I am not filthy rich yet. If I am then maybe Grace here would have accepted my proposal." He smiled. Wait. Is he talking about marriage proposal? "How about you guys ? How are you ? It's been so long since we've seen each other." "Well , Roger here is already a pastor. Fin and I married to a rich family .Yeah !" Kevin said and wink. Melo laugh at Kevin's action. "and Greg here is planning to take the exam next schedule" Kevin added.

Daetes reacted as she giggled “ Anyway, your Mom and I have new plans to liven up this place, would you like to join us?” Mr. Daetes invitingly said to Melo. Melo’s sleepy head was finally awoken by the scene in front of him. He was so excited that he jumped up to his parents and gave them a tight hug. His parents hugged him back as well while his dad snatched him and swooshed him around the room. Melo loved this.

Mela asks her nob andtakessofferr shirt and pajamas, her friend Mela uses her of being her medic so being naked is just okay. Mela starts treating her wounds, she even moans in pain she got wounded and Lip bites all over her body. "The king is like a vampire haha" her friend laugh she glares at her, damn she knew she would say that Shun Yu is biting her with pleasure and she blush when she realizes it. "oh, Director ask to open your laptop," Mela said and she nobs then open her laptop, "any track's?" the director asks she nob, "Luckily it's not a voice tracker".

“I don’t have twenty. I was hoping you would say ten or five.” “That’s nothing. No one would bet five dollars.” “I would.” “Okay, tell me a valuable thing you can get for five dollars.” “A lot. You can get a king size Snicker’s bar for that.” “You would spend five dollars on that? You are slow. If you’re going to get a king size candy, get Hersheys.” Suddenly, we’re arguing about candy and five dollars. It's like watching toddlers fighting over their favorite toy. As they keep arguing, I spot Marcelo doing dumbbell curls. I leave Jason and Sean who don’t even notice and I walk towards Marcelo.