Melissa couldn’t stop smiling as she sat at the back of the taxi, looking outside the window, at nothing in particular, as she was engrossed with her beautiful thoughts. Today was Zion’s birthday and she was heading over to his place to surprise him. Mel had no idea why she felt so excited as though it was her birthday.

After what felt like a forever journey, Melissa arrived at her destination. She paid the taxi man and got down with three gift bags. She made her way into Zion’s apartment building and took the elevator up to his floor.

She brought out a key from her purse, unlocked the door, and helped herself in.

Hardly had Mel taken five steps into Zion’s apartment when she heard noises. She stopped in her tracks, the smile on her face slowly fading away. It wasn’t just any noise but sounds of moans and grunts.

Melissa unconsciously let go of all three gift bags, letting them fall to the floor. They were filled with gifts for her boyfriend. She had even ordered some food and cake which should be delivered anytime soon.

Melissa shook her head, convincing herself that she heard wrongly or better still, that Zion was watching porn to ease himself and that was where the noise was coming from.

She took further steps into the apartment and came face to face with an empty living room. This time around, the noises were even clearer, hard enough to believe that it was from some device.

Tired of allowing her thoughts to mess with her mind, Mel took close steps towards Zion’s room. She slowly connected her hand to the door and opened it.

She froze!

Her boyfriend of three years was on top of another woman, having the time of their lives. The duo were so engrossed with their pleasure that they had no idea that someone had walked in on them.

“Oh, yes, baby. Give it to me.” The feminine voice came through and Melissa’s world fell apart at the familiarity of the voice.

Trying so hard to hold back her tears, she took off one leg of her sneakers and threw it at Zion, hitting him on the back.

In fear, he stopped thrusting into the lady that was under him, and looked behind. He cursed silently, coming down from the babe he was fucking upon sighting Melissa.

That was when she saw her clearly. Zion was fucking her best friend, Kimberly. To top it all Kimberly was smirking at her.

Melissa took off her other leg of sneakers and threw it at her. Unfortunately, Kim dogged it.

“How dare you both??!!” She said at the top of her voice. She promised she wasn’t going to shed any tears but she couldn’t help it. She felt so much pain in her heart.

Zion put on his briefs and then approached her. “Calm down, Lisa, it’s not what you think?”

“Don’t you dare come near me!” She glared at him, sniffling. “Don’t you have any shame? Of all the people you had to fool around with, you chose this bimbo?!” She pointed at Kim.

“You are overreacting, babe. It is really not what you think.”

“Just shut the fuck up, Zion! You had your dick in her a while ago and you have the nerve to fucking look me in the eye, telling me it’s not what I think?”

“W...what are you even doing here? You were meant to be at work!”

“Why? So you would have enough time to finish fucking this gold digger?”

“How long has this been going on behind me? How long?!”

“You really need to calm down. This is not as deep as it is.”

“You are really justifying cheating on me? For Fuck’s sake, Zion, I loved you and gave you everything and even gave up so much to be with you and this is what I get in return?” Melissa had no idea when she started hitting him on the chest, pouring all her anger on the punches.

“I’m sick of all this drama already! Just tell her.” Kimberly’s voice came through. She was putting on her dress which stopped right on her knee after which she came to stand by Zion.

“Wow? So this isn’t a one-time thing? You have been fucking my man and acting like my very good friend at the same time?” Mel approached Kim, probably about to attack her but Zion intervened.

“Oh what now? She’s your new favorite?”

“Clearly!” Kim snorted.

“Just shut your mouth. Don’t intervene when I’m talking to him.”

“Enough!” Zion’s voice resonated in the room

“What now? It’s not enough that you cheated on me, now you’re supporting......” Hardly had Melissa completed her statement when a hand landed really hard across her cheek. Kimberly hit her.

Ignoring the pain, Melissa approached Kim. She was almost hitting her when Zion held her hand halfway. “Get your cheating hands off me!” She tried to struggle out of his hold.

“I’m sorry she hit you but I can’t let you touch her.”

Melissa had no idea where the strength came from but with all her might she wriggled out of Zion’s hold and hit him instead on the cheek. “What the hell has come over you? Did this witch put you under some spell or what? Even though you disgust me right now, shouldn’t you have some dignity and at least support me here?” Mel said at the top of her voice, trying so hard not to shed any tears. Most especially now that Kim was acting so evil, smirking at her because Zion was protecting her.

“Kimberly is pregnant and you might harm the baby if you both get into a fight.”

Melissa froze.

“What?” At this point, the tears shamelessly rolled down her cheeks.

Zion sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry, for what exactly? For cheating on me? With an evil being in disguise of a best friend who stabbed me in the back? Or for fucking her to the extent of getting her pregnant?”

“Please stop crying. I hate to see you like this. Can we go to the living room to talk?”

“Fuck you and every damn thing you have to say.”

“I honestly thought I was with a good guy. I had no idea that you were only using me.”

“For fuck’s sake, Zion. We still spoke last night. You told me you loved me.”

“You now know that that’s a lie. There are only two people in this world that he loves. Myself and this baby.”

“Enough, Kim.” Zion stopped her.

“No, babe, I’m not going to keep quiet. She needs to understand that you are mine now and that she needs to stay away.” Kim said, then turned her attention to Melissa.

“Zion may have called you yesterday but I give you my word that he didn’t mean all that he said to you. He was probably too excited because we went to the doctors’ and he gave a good report about the baby.” She smirked.

“Kim!!!!!!!” Zion was starting to glare at her.

“Come on, Babe.” She went ahead to intertwine her hands with him. “You know that I love and respect you so much but not when it comes to her. Someone has to put her in her place. She needs to be out of our lives.”

Melissa sniffled, wiping the tears off her face with the back of her palm.

“You both definitely deserve each other and I really hope that you all rot in hell for the pain you’ve caused me.”

“Hear me out Melissa, it’s no....” Zion was saying when her hand landed across his cheek again.

“You definitely have no shame! I can’t believe you are the same man that I claimed to love.”

“Don’t you dare raise your hand at my.....” Kim was about to challenge Mel when Mel hit her in the face too. She grabbed some of Kim’s hair and started pulling it. “You fucking steal my man and you are not even sorry about it?”

Zion intervened, mostly trying to free Mel from Kim. He succeeded after a while.

“You know what? You all don’t even deserve my tears. I hope you both experience unbearable pain for the rest of your lives.” She said, then stormed out of Zion’s room.

“Mel?”

“Come on Zi. Let her go.” Kim tried holding Zion back but he freed himself from her, running after Melissa, still in his briefs.

“Mel, please, hold on.”

Melissa ignored. She picked up her purse from the floor and made her way towards the door. She opened it and came face to face with a delivery man who was about to press the doorbell.

“Delivery for Melissa Rue.”

“Give me that!” She snatched a paper bag from him, took off the ice cream bowl from the bag, and opened it. Melissa could feel his voice as well as his presence behind her so she knew that he was right on time. She turned around and smashed the bowl of ice cream in his face.

“Asshole!” She stormed into the elevator and noticed her shoes were gone.

“Come on, don’t be a party pooper. I didn’t bring you all the way here to keep thinking about that asshole.” Emily said through the loud music, playing in the background.

“Yeah, it’s easy for you to say. You never liked Zion so you’re probably laughing at me in your head.” Melissa said, taking sips of alcohol from her cup.

Emily sighed, occupying the high stool close to where her younger sister was sitting.

“Look babe, I understand how you feel. You just got betrayed by a guy you dated for years and your so-called best friend. Of course, no one in his or her right senses would feel happy about that. I know you feel like a fool right now and all sorts but I promise you that those two idiots deserve each other.”

“I forced you to come to the club with us because there’s no point in being sad because of them. Those bitches aren't worth your tears or worry.”

“That’s not the point. I just feel so stupid.”

Emily smiled sadly. She stretched her hand towards Melissa’s revealed lap and gave it a light squeeze. “You are my dear sister and I promise you that you are not stupid. This is life and shit happens. You shouldn’t be sad because you are not the one who lost. They lost you. And trust me, you’ve got nothing to be envious about. They are just two retard individuals who I’m sure would forever regret messing with a good heart as yours.”

“You are right. I really want to forget about them and move on. But the pain I feel in my heart is so much. My mind keeps flashing back to the scene.”

“Exactly why I brought you here to hang out with my friends.”

Melissa frowned. “You all are so wild. I think I’m fine here.”

“God Melllll, When will you begin to live life like me.”

“I don’t wanna be like you. It’s terrible enough that you had to drag me out of the house in this slutty clothes. I might as well just remain here and occupy myself with some drinks and my thoughts.”

“Come on, these clothes aren’t slutty! You look so hot. I’ve always been jealous of you and wished I had your type of body.”

Melissa rolled her eyes, taking some more sips from her glass cup.

“You know what? I’m done with all of these.” Emily got down from the stool and grabbed her younger sister by her arm, pulling her down too.”

“Where the hell are you taking me? Mel yelled as her sister dragged her through the crowd and they eventually approached the boot where Emily's friends were seated, having drinks and laughing over something one of them was saying. There were about five of them seated and an empty space so Emily pushed her sister to sit there.

“Your sister was right. You do have an amazing body.” The lady beside Mel said.

“Please tell her she can also use the same body to get the man of her desire instead of moping around like some lost baby.” Emily voiced out, ignoring the glare that Melissa was giving her.

“Yeah, I agree!” One person said while the rest of the ladies nodded.

“Heartbreak sucks, We are sorry you had to go through that. But you need to cheer up.”

“Right!” Melissa mumbled, wondering what she was thinking. Her Sister had definitely announced that She was going through a tough time.

“You can join our game. It would help you get your mind off the bad stuff that had happened.” Another lady said.

“What game?” Melissa said, feeling so unsure. Anyone who knew Emily and Melissa would testify that Emily was the wild one while Melissa was the more reserved one and since Emily was wild, Mel had known that it was the same with the people Emily hung out with.”

“Oh, definitely. That’s why I brought her here. She’s going to join the game.” Emily said, taking a seat beside her younger sister to prevent her from escaping.

“Mily!”

“Oh, baby girl, stop glaring at me. You are definitely doing this one. Anything to make you stop thinking about those bastards.”

“It’s nothing illegal, Mel, We are all having fun.” One of the ladies voiced out through the loud music playing in the background.

“Yeah, Tori is right. The game is just like a bet. If you cannot carry out the task, you buy a drink for us all.”

“That sounds reasonable,” Melissa said, knowing the worst that would happen tonight was her going broke.

“Okay, so Truth or dare?” The girl that sat opposite Melissa said. Mel recognized her to be Linda, Emily’s best friend.

“Dare!” Melissa answered almost immediately.

“Hmmm, feisty. I love that.” Emily smirked.

“Hmmmm okay. Linda mumbled, scanning her eyes around the club, looking for the task to give the newbie.”

“She’s not gonna send me to murder anyone right?” Melissa frowned. Whispering at her sister.

“That would actually be so much fun. Wouldn’t it be?”

“You should be really supportive right now.”

“Relax, it’s not that deep,” Emily responded, gulping down her drink.

“Okay, Mel. You see that guy over there?” Linda pointed at a boot in the VIP area.

“You are to give him a lap dance, seduce him, spend the night with him, and provide us with a picture of his dick tomorrow morning.” She smirked, stating the task.

“What the hell?” Melissa grumbled taking a glance at the VIP area, particularly at the person she was to give a lap dance. She swallowed painfully seeing that he looked way out of her league.

............................

“Really? We’ve got a long flight to catch in...” Damien stopped to take a glance at his wristwatch. “In less than eight hours and you still had the nerve to drive us here?” He attacked Taylor, their driver for the night who turned off the car engine.

“How else would we celebrate this new deal if we don’t show up at the damn club?” Taylor defended.

“Hey, he’s going through a heartbreak so it’s so normal for him to be cranky.” Roland, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, beside Taylor answered.

“I’m not suffering any heartbreak and I’m not cranky. I know it is a big night for us but there are many other ways to celebrate instead of being here.” Damien glared at his friends from the backseat.

“You know it’s okay to show some emotions. You really don’t have to bottle it all in. We know this is all about Priscilla.” Taylor accused, taking a glance at Damien. “Yeah, you are right that we had a very productive day but trust me, you need to be in that club. The more you engage in more fun activities, the faster you forget about that gold digger lady.

Damien sighed, knowing there was nothing he could say that would change the minds of his best friends.

“Just a few drinks and we will be out of here!” He replied sternly.

“Yes Sir.”

“Absolutely!” Taylor and Roland said respectively.

They all got down from the car and made their way into the club. Taylor spoke with a few people and the three best friends landed in the VIP section.

While Roland and Taylor got acquainted with some ladies, Damien sat all by himself, keeping himself company with strong alcoholic drinks and his thoughts.

.......................

“Come on, don’t be a pussy. How hard can that be?” Emily teased her sister.

Melissa frowned at her. “To lap dance someone I don’t know?”

“Yeah, that’s the fun of being here and why are you staring as though we are making you do something really ridiculous?”

“This isn’t ridiculous enough? I just got dumped and you think throwing myself at a stranger is the right thing to do?”

“Come on, Melissa! Don’t you find your lifestyle very boring? You’ve been so uptight, doing things the modest way, and what happened? Your so-called boyfriend got your best friend pregnant on your 3rd anniversary with him.”

“So right of you to mock me for my situation.”

“Come on dude, no one is mocking you here. I just want you to be free and live life a bit without wondering what’s coming after you.”

“I knew this was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have let you force me here”

“What’s going on? You aren’t up for the task?” Linda asked Melissa.

“I will pay for the drinks.” She mumbled.

“Oh cool. I knew she wouldn’t be able to do the task. That dude seems really hot. I will gladly give him a lap dance.” One of Emily’s friends answered.

“You know what? Fuck you all!” Melissa voiced out through the loud music, standing to her feet, “You all aren’t the only ones that are bad you know?” She glared at all of them as they were seated, including Emily.

Melissa gulped down the remainder of the alcohol in her cup, and placed the cup on the table after which she stormed away, going over to the stranger.

It was a hassle migrating to the VIP area because of the crowd but Melissa eventually got there. She gave an excuse to the bouncer securing the area, lying that she was with the stranger man, and then went straight to him.

Coming to a halt where he was, He was about to take more sips of alcohol when she took the cup from him and placed it on a nearby table.

Before Damien could question her presence or actions, Melissa sat on his lap and slowly started straddling him.

Damien wanted to push her away but he lost it the moment Melissa’s fat ass collided with his dick through his pants.

A knowing smirk crept to her lips when she felt his bulge against her. That triggered her confidence, making her increase her pace in straddling him.

Melissa eventually adjusted herself on his lap, to his side so that she could see his face on a much closer level. Her breath hitched. He had the most beautiful features that she had ever seen in a man, his hair was perfectly styled and his eyes were so beautiful.

“Who are you?” His deep voice brought her out of her thoughts.

“Why do you feel so hard against me?” She challenged.

‘What is your ass on me? Who sent you?” Damien asked, suspecting his friends.

“Why do I see so much desire in your eyes?”

“Bold of you to think that you know me well.”

Melissa said nothing. She reached for his warm hand and snuck it under her crop top, making him touch her boob. She had no idea where the courage came from but she couldn’t help but wonder why she felt awfully calm. She felt no guilt and it was as though this was meant to be.

She swallowed painfully when Mr stranger possessively grabbed her perky boob, running his thumb across her erect nipple.

“You like?” She said with a heavy breath, trying so much not to be affected by the pleasure he was giving her. But that was almost impossible as the stranger seemed to be very good with his hands.

“Nice tits.” Melissa felt her nipples stand even tighter the moment his breath fanned her neck.

“I bet you are not wearing anything under this little skirt too.”

“So sad you will never know.”

“I wouldn’t dare me if I were you.” His deep voice came through and Melissa felt him sneak his free hand under her top, instantly grabbing her other boob. The light around the VIP area was a bit dim now but Melissa couldn’t care less. Everyone in the club was literally engaging in one nasty stuff or the other.

“I never knew you could be so good with your hands,” Mel mumbled, trying to hold back her moans with the way he was fondling both of her nipples at the same time.

“I can do better. Even with my mouth.”

“Oh really?”

“It depends.” The stranger answered.

“On what?”

“How brave you are.”

“What do you mean?” Melissa frowned. She was tired of people indirectly referring to her as a pussy just because she was a very gentle person.

“I can be bad too.” She defended herself.

“Bad in a good way.” She added.

The stranger smiled. Melissa couldn’t help but notice how beautiful his smiles were, making her wonder how it was possible for someone to be very perfect.

Mel suddenly felt cold when he released his hand from her boob. He held her hand and made her come down from his lap. He gestured to the empty space beside her and with a confused look, She took a seat beside him.

The drop-dead gorgeous stranger had a wool coat over his shirt so he rose to his feet, took off the coat, and sat back. He turned his attention to Melissa and covered her with the piece of clothing; her shoulder to her knee area.

“Are you scared?”

Melissa swallowed painfully. “No. Why would I be?”

“I think I can hear your heartbeat.”

“Through the loud music? I don’t think so.”

“Good. Just wanna make sure you are okay with this.”

Melissa stared in uncertainty as the stranger squeezed a small piece of lime into a shot glass that had a bit of content in it. Then he picked up the shot glass.

“You asked for this but I’m not going to harm you.”

Since the coat was doing a very good job protecting her from any third party, the stranger went ahead to push up her crop top till her perky boobs were revealed. He brought the shots close to her and sprinkled a few drips directly on a boob.

Melissa watched as the liquor rolled down directly to her nipple. She instantly shivered at the coldness of the alcohol.

“Beautiful.” She saw the stranger smirk at what he just did and before she knew it, his lips found his way to that exact nipple and he began sucking as though he was being starved.

“Fuck!” Melissa moaned, trying so hard not to roll her eyes in pleasure. She had no idea when her hands moved to his hair, softly caressing it as his mouth did justice to her boobs.

Deep down, Melissa didn’t want him to stop and she hoped that he continued.

The stranger shortly pulled away, poured some liquor on her left boob, and put the glass shot on the table, after which he turned his attention to her nipple, giving it the same attention as the earlier one.

Melissa’s chest started beating very fast again when She felt the mysterious man place a hand on her belly which he eventually caressed down to her lap. He continued sucking her boobs as he slightly parted her legs. The stranger snuck his hand under her mini skirt and what he felt made him withdraw his mouth from her boobs, looking directly into her eyes.

“How more naughty can you be?”

Melissa swallowed painfully as she felt his fingers crawling into her pussy. “W....what do you mean?”

“You go out without panties every time?”

She shook her head, not trusting herself if she spoke.

“Look at me!!” He commanded,

He forced himself not to groan the moment he touched her pussy and felt how wet she was.

“You are so sensitive.”

“It depends.”

“On what?”

“On who I’m with.”

“Good. How about this? Do you like this?” Hardly had Melissa digested his statement when she felt the stranger guy insert two fingers into her moist pussy.

“It’s okay if you want to roll your eyes but don’t take your glance off me. I want to see your face as I do this to you.”

Even though she was a very shy person, Melissa nodded, agreeing to his terms.

For the first couple of seconds, she managed to act upright but couldn’t take it anymore.

“Look at me!” He commanded when he saw her closing her eyes.

“I can’t.” She mumbled, with her eyes closed.

“Why?”

“I’m gonna come.”

“I want to see your face when you do.”

“Come on.” He said when she was being hesitant.

“Fuck! Your hands are so deep.” She mumbled, finally opening her eyes.

“My dick can go deeper than that.” He whispered in her ear.

“You’ve got a huge cock?” She asked with a very heavy breath, knowing she was almost at her climax. Damien noticed that and he went ahead to increase his pace fingering her.

“Bigger than whatever you have in mind. I promise you.”

“Good girl.” He smirked when she came with his fingers still inside of her.

“Let’s get out of here.” Hardly had Melissa come down from her high when he pulled out his fingers. He took the jacket off her, and gently grabbed her by her arm. He held her hand possessively and ushered her out of the club through the back exit.

Melissa was someone who would never talk to strangers or follow them anywhere but tonight, she couldn’t care less. He left her wanting more and she couldn’t wait to see what more he had in store for her.

He helped her into the car, buckled her up then went over to the other side and started the car. In a couple of minutes, they pulled up in what Melissa could recognize as a popular five-star hotel. Of course, she hadn’t been here due to financial and all other reasons but she couldn’t wait to explore with the stranger.

Everything happened so fast. The duo got out of the car, they made their way in, took the lift, and before Melissa knew it, He was punching in the codes to the door. He ushered her in before helping himself inside.

Melissa was about admiring her environment when she felt his presence behind her. He started to take off her top, and she raised her hands as he pulled it over her head.

The sexy stranger fondled both of her nipples for a while after which he took off her skirt swiftly. He guided her to the closest couch and made her stand there.

Melissa watched as he took off his shirt. She instantly bit her lips the moment her eyes met with his six packs. What she saw in his upper body made her tempted to ask if he lived in the gym.

Mel’s eyes went dry when she sighted the tattoo right below his torso; really close to his private part.

“Fuck!” She had no idea when that word escaped her mouth the moment she sighted his erect dick. It was long and huge, and she began to wonder if it was going to fit.

Damien smirked at her as he closed the gap between them.

“You wanna touch it?”

Melissa stared down at his cock. She slowly brought her hand up and grabbed it. She eventually started stroking it, feeling a sense of pride in her as it got bigger in her hands.

“Is it...” She was saying then stopped.

The stranger’s look encouraged her to say what was on her mind so she continued. “Is it going to fit in?”

He smiled, seeing her cheeks turning red.

“We can try it.”

“You wanna come on my dick?”

Melissa nodded, trying to hide her blush.

“Good. Because I want you to.”

Damien turned her around, bent her over the couch, parted her legs, and slowly entered her from behind, spanking her ass at the same time.

The moment she adjusted to his size, he increased his pace thrusting in and out of her. He didn’t stop until they both came together.

Hardly had Melissa come down from her high when the stranger picked her up in a bridal style and carried her towards the bedroom. The duo couldn’t get enough of each other. They had sex all through the night, leaving Melissa extremely exhausted.

Several hours later, She woke up with the biggest smile on her face but the smile instantly faded away when she saw that she was the only one in bed. She got down from the bed, ignoring the soreness she was feeling, and went in search of the drop-dead gorgeous stranger she spent the night with but she didn’t find any trace of him.

Five Years Later

Melissa groaned from her sleep the moment she felt someone jumping on her bed.

“Come on, Ryan. Let mommy have a sound sleep.” She mumbled, not opening her eyes.

“No Mommy, you have to stand up.” The little boy didn’t even slow down with the way he was bouncing on the bed. “Aunt Milly said you are going to be late for your interview.”

Melissa groaned, knowing he was right.

“Okay. Just give me five more minutes and I will be up.”

“No Mommy. I want you to take my bath for me.”

“Ryan!!!” She groaned.

Melissa heaved a small sigh when she felt him stop jumping. Before she could fully enjoy the peace, She felt her little boy shower kisses across her face, making her smile.

“Okay, okay, I’m up.” Melissa opened her eyes.

“Good Morning, Mommy.” Ryan grinned at her.

Mel sat up and pulled her Son into a warm hug, crowning it with a deep kiss on his forehead.

“Good morning, baby. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, mommy.” He grinned.

“Are you still tired?” She saw Ryan ask with so much concern in his voice.

“I was, but not anymore.”

“What’s Emily doing?”

“Oh, She’s having coffee and waiting for you to come make breakfast.”

Melissa cursed softly, knowing her elder sister was going to be the end of her.

“Let’s go get you ready for school, baby.” Melissa got down from her bed, helping her son down too. In a couple of minutes, She dressed him up for school and then served him some cereal for breakfast. Once Ryan started eating, Mel went ahead to pack his lunch box.

“You’ve been awake way before me. It would do us all some good if you actually help around here.” She playfully glared at Emily who was typing away on her phone, smiling at the screen as though something very interesting was going on there.

“Come on, Lissa. It’s not my fault that you make the best toast ever. I was waiting to have that. You know Ryan always wants you to get him ready for school. I’m still going to drop him at school anyways so telling him to come wake you up is the best I could have done this morning.”

Melissa rolled her eyes at her sister, reaching for her son’s lunch box.

“Are you excited for the interview today?”

“Least I forget, I got you the perfect outfit.” Emily smiled, rising to her feet.

Melissa frowned. “I’m the one having the interview but you seem more excited than I am.”

“Of course, you are my sister. This is a new phase for us all and I can’t wait to see what this city has in store for us.

“So you got me a dress?”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t bother. I will just wear what I have.” She voiced out before Emily took her leave.

“You are kidding, right?”

“I’m so damn serious, Mily. I don’t trust the dress you are bringing me so I don’t want it.”

“Yeah, I don’t trust your outfit. That’s why I took it upon myself to get you something gorgeous.”

“Why do you even care so much?”

Emily chuckled in disbelief. “You are seriously asking me that? Did you actually not look up the company you are to be interviewed.”

“You know I don’t like it when you make me look dumb. What’s so special about the company? I’m sure it’s just like any other organization.”

Emily facepalmed. “Sometimes, I do wonder if you are my sister.”

“So brave of you to say that because I’m not as wild as you and I would be so damned if I take up any of your advice again.”

“Don’t tell me this had to do with the night my nephew was conceived. You went above and beyond the dare. I see no reason why you would ever blame me for that.”

“I’m not blaming you for anything and I cannot even begin to imagine being in a world without Ryan in it.”

“I know you are my sister and it’s okay for you to be really protective even though you show it in a wrong way. But can you please stop being in my business all the time?”

“I know I need to get a job so I would help with the house bills. Of course, I’ve been preparing hard for the interview, which means I’ve got clothes to wear.”

“I didn’t mean to freak you out. I just really want you to get the job. I heard the company is owned by the richest dude in the country and working there comes with a lot of benefits. It's not my fault that I’m not satisfied with your choice of dressing. I saw pictures of staff who work there so I knew we had to bring our A game.”

“You of all people know that I don’t care what anyone thinks of me.”

“Yeah, I know. But this is a job and you’ve got so many people to impress. Because of how popular the organization is, I know that quite several people are going to be there for the interview and I don’t want them intimidating my sister with their looks.”

Melissa sighed, knowing she wasn’t going to hear the end of it.

“Fine, Just give me the clothes and I will have a look at it. But I’m not going to wear it if I don’t like it.”

“Don’t worry, you are going to love it,” Emily smirked after which She took her leave.

Melissa shook her head in disbelief, finally putting Ryan’s lunch in his bag.

“Mommy, are you and Aunt Emily being naughty?” He asked with a sad face.

She took some steps over to where he was eating and caressed his cheek. “No baby, Hurry up with your food so we can get you to school okay?” She kissed his forehead as he nodded a little.

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Once Emily and Ryan were out of the house, Melissa went to her bedroom to get ready. She saw the dress her elder sister brought her. It was well laid on the bed. Mumbling some incoherent words, She went over to the bedside and picked up the black dress.

Lisa frowned, checking it out. To her surprise, the dress was decent in length and it had a decent cleavage also but the only problem was that it was a bandage dress that would surely accentuate her curves. She sighed, put the dress back on the bed, and then went into the closet in search of a matching blazer to wear over the dress.

In thirty minutes, Melissa was all dressed up, waiting for her cab.

After being stuck in unexpected traffic, She finally got to the office building at the exact time of the interview.

Melissa paid the taxi man and got down from the car, taking fast steps towards the building and into it.

Rolas incorporation was so big that Melissa had no idea where to go at first. Not only was it big, but it was also pretty busy, giving her the vibes of being in a mall.

Melissa finally located the receptionist's desk.

“Good morning, Ma’am. Please, I'm here for the interview.” She said to the middle-aged woman behind the desk.

“Good afternoon. May I know which position you are applying for so I can direct you to the exact floor? We’ve got a couple of interviews going on today.”

“Sales Manager,” Lisa answered immediately.

“4th Floor.”

“Thank you.” She responded, heading towards the elevator in very fast steps. And just when she was a couple of steps away from the elevator, Melissa felt someone bump into her, splashing a hot cup of coffee over her blazer.

Lissa hissed loudly from the pain.

“I’m sorry. Please forgive me.” The soft feminine voice came through.

Mel hardly paid any attention. She was so concerned about her dress. Remembering that She was wearing a blazer over it, She placed her handbag on the floor and took off the blazer. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no stain on the dress. Then she picked up her bag.

“I’m so sorry. I’m really sorry. Please forgive me.”

For the first time since the incident happened, She stared at the person who poured coffee on her.

From her appearance, Melissa could tell that she was just a clumsy person. She was casually dressed so she doubted she was a corporate worker here.

Remembering she had an interview that she was late for, Melissa was about to take her leave when a very deep but familiar voice came through making her freeze where she stood.

“What’s going on Betty?”

It was common for men to have deep voices. But his own was very different and God knows she could recognize it at any point in time. Melissa’s heart started beating really fast.

“I was rushing to catch up with you so I spilled the coffee over her by mistake. I’m really sorry.”

“We are so sorry, we c....” He was saying then Melissa turned around to face him. His eyes went wide at the face staring back at him.

Lissa’s heart fell the moment she came face to face with the owner of the voice. The duo did nothing but stare at each other in disbelief with a racing heart for almost a minute.