Omg! Melissa has a health issue? What issue can that be? The next update might take a while as you know that this book did not have a regular update. Hopefully, next month should have more regular updates. Kindly support the book in the way you can. They motivate me to write more in my free time. Much ❤️
Melissa's POVLater in the evening, I left for the hospital. I shouldn't have told the doctor about my fear. I shouldn't have told him I don't want my family to involve. But how could I have kept it from my family?It has been 2 months since I was diagnosed with stage 4 blood cancer back in Germany. The exact illness that took my mom's life. My mom didn't make it alive despite treatments and surgeries. How would I make it? I already give it up since the doctor said I have a few months left but I should do well and come for treatment because of pain. What pain was much more than lying on the sickbed while counting your days slipping out of you every single minute? Instead of yielding to treatments, I'd want to endure the pain out here in the world while I make the little time I have left worth living.I decided to do those things I didn't have the chance to do. Wasn't it pathetic that I wasn't as lucky as my Mom? She was fortunate to die in the arms of her lover.Since I couldn't hav
/Melissa's POV/ My face shrunk as Stacy ranted nonstop. Thick sweats mingled with her unsteady breaths as she unfolded her fear to me. "It's ok, Stacy. Breathe in and out slowly." I urged her. I have never seen Stacy appear this vulnerable in my presence. She always held up her head and stood strong all the time. Little did I know she could be this weak and timid. She crashed into the nearby chair. One of her hands was shaking vigorously which she held in place with the other hand yet both hands kept shaking vehemently against her thighs. Meanwhile, Sister Jane still hugged Kiera while I sat quietly beside Stacy, trying all my efforts to console her. Silence was all I felt, I was confused and did not know where to start consoling her. "I thought Ezio was his only brother. So you guys have twin siblings?" "He didn't tell you?" She muffled quietly, making me doubt if she had spoken. "Tell me what?" I replied in her tone. I just want to sound more sympathetic. "I wasn't related
I smiled, thinking over how considerate he was to know that the bathtub suits me best in this condition than just a shower. I was napping for a long time when the creaking sound of the door patted my ears. My eyes flew open at once so my heart accelerate. I didn't expect Donald to come in here when he'd be aware I would be using his tub which was located at the corner of his room without demarcation. I couldn't condone but peek at him through the corner of my half-closed eyes. He smirked devilishly upon facing the bathtub and I feigned the pretense skillfully since I knew he didn't see me watching him. Standing close to the bed, his candid eyes narrowed at me for a while. Slowly, he started undressing each button of the shirt from the top, revealing a little more of his chiseled physique. The way his muscles ripple with every movement was enough to make my heart skip a beat. I swallowed, forcing myself to keep my body relaxed in the water. Every inch of his skin that was revealed
Melissa's POVI cried my eyes out once I got to my room. My eyes were so dim on the iPhone I was glaring at while laying on the bed on my stomach. Without a specific destination in mind, my finger continued to flick restlessly across the screen. I was too confused to know what next of me to do.Perhaps I should run away? If about money, I have a lot to elope with but where out there would be safe for me out of the reach of my father, —The Mafia Lord of the Whale Wing?I was screwed! So damn screwed!This engagement must not happen… I would rather do something hideous.I shuddered slightly as my phone pinged. A message popped up. I was in too much distress to open it but pick it up quickly as the sender's name caught my glimpse.'Joy Sanctuary Orphanage Home' They must have sent a reminder for their international conference with Orphanage kids across the globe. It was pitiful that I won't attend this one. Visits to the orphanage home back in Germany were part of my routine. I was one
Melissa's POV I was remorseful all through the drive to Saint Sanctuary Orphanage Conference. Since I last spoke with Alice, I haven't received her call, nor from Kelly. Likewise, our group chat was void of messages. They must have been mad at me. I felt remorseful for not attending the Party at which I was the main guest. To be candid, after that call, I tend to rest for 30 minutes to clear the bulky burden in my head. —I felt as though some minutes of rest would help me and at least liven my mood. I reset the alarm for 30 minutes but when I woke up, the time was 8: 45 this morning. I couldn't believe I had slept for as good as 12 hours and more, yet, I still feel junk in my head. It whirls and spins every damn minute. Also, each cranny of my body was aching me seriously. In a nutshell, I was still not in a good mood. And I was still aggravated to this moment. But I have to attend the conference and be a role model for those children. My gaze had been on my phone from time
Melissa's POV "Err… I am—" Unwaveringly, the man interrupted with another round of lectures. But this time, it was extremely malicious and imprudence. "I understand if this is your first time driving but always attach that L-tags at the plates so that we can forgive you of your incompetency." He shook his head with sarcasm and a light smile mended his broad oval face. I was speechless, completely. Those patches of gray hair on him made him look oldie and I respect that about him. But this smile and those wrinkles along the lane of his huge smile were irritating me badly. I released another breath and scratched twice my temple. A wave of anger bubbles inside of me and I flamed at his orbs angrily. Those looks of mine were enough to make a virile man peed but then, I called my demonic aura back to normal and smiled at him lovingly. I understood that he was aggrieved but why would he insult me? "Ha...Papa, I was carried away." I smiled angelically, then, blazed at him seriously w
Donald's POV"Perfect!!!" A loud happy scream escaped from my lips. But caution it as I stylishly put myself in control. Thankfully, I was alone in this black Ferrari 812 model.This lady held me curious in the blink of sight. I shoved out my phone, and zoom in to have her perfect pictures. At what next she does, my lips got parted and refused to close for a moment.The Lady flexibly strode her fingers across Frisco's arm as she toss to his back. A salacious seductive smile was broad on her face.Damnit! Frisco…! That as$hole would have gotten a boner… certainly. Within a blink, her face turned serious and blazed at him ferociously. Her snaking fingers tussled onto Frisco's wrist and in a short bit, his entire front strongly pressed against the car. One of her hands pulled his head to the glass captively, while she kicked his legs like a footballer.Frisco was down kneeling within a breath. Soundly, his front slid down against the car. Oh My Goodness! I covered my lips from the sho
Donald's POV As Frisco doze off on the highway like a drunkard. I was pissed. With a hand, I dragged him into the back seat. All through the drive, I was wondering about that girl. She held me curious and I wouldn't let off until I learn about her. I shoved out my phone and forward the picture to Edward, —the Shark Wing Researcher for Mexico Branch, and in one shot, I gave him a dial. "Edward, look into that feminine in the picture and give me a report on every damn thing about her!" I said in one breath. "Copy!" Edward ended the call after his reply. That daughter of a bitch dares toy with me. Although, I wasn't pissed by her, but rather by this as$hole who couldn't do anything. He disappointed me badly! I could have just let her off since I got all I need to track her but I was getting obsessed with her mode of driving. Perhaps she thought I was following her. She drives crazily like a Stunt. Was she a racer as well? Another round of furor sparked up in me. A huge laugh