Chapter 38

The afternoon was a warm one for the redhead, She had returned from her lecture for the day and decided to rest before going to dance for her second boss, Michael.

   Lately, Melissa had been working too hard, at times she would go to lecture in the morning, and her ballet practice in the evening. Since she now works for only the two brothers, she gets three days off the week, but when she has to dance, she makes sure she never misses any of her chores.

    Her studies were not excluded, she made sure she stays up late to finish her assignments. She wouldn't want to lose her scholarship even if it wasn't a full one, but at least, it helps her out of the cruel street of  Oklahoma or Illinois, dealing drugs or having sex at the back of people's windows.

   As she lay on the bed, focused on her laptop, getting the answers for her assignment doesn't seem to be much of a problem. She just read it, think about it, and let out what she thinks the answers would be.

    Feeling fresh, Melissa went flat on the floor, her legs spread that her clitoris was kissing the cold floor. She let her body flow with the slow lyrics, and imagine she is in the middle of a stage, any mistake would be her fault.

    She bent backward slowly first, then up back, she went back again, this time faster as she let back almost touch her back thighs. Doing the same to the front leg before moving on to another training.

    She lay on her stomach on the tile with her legs spread out over each side, she closed them together and got up on her shaking feet. It wasn't a difficult task for her to stand up to her toes and began to roam around the room, fast, trying to beat each of her last practice limits.

    Since dancing includes feelings, maybe thinking about something emotional would help her cope. The problem is what exactly should she think of!

    Molly wouldn't be the best idea, her dad called her that morning and she feel happy over it, Michael had texted her about the dance later on that evening and she was so excited to go dance for him since it looks like he is making her popular.

   His first video of her dancing went viral, it was also rated as one of the best in her ballet school history that was the way she got the mail to represent the school in contemporary dance. Although the ballet contest would start in the next month, she wasn't scared of it, since ballet is a second life, winning with her group won't be much of a challenge.

   Unlike contemporary, she had never done anything as such in her life, but Mr. Dimitri says she has the face for it, all that is needed is to pick a good storyline and make your face glow with the act.

   Williams!

   Williams had been too much of a distraction these days. Two days ago when she was at his place for her first dance, he had tried so much not to touch her as she had instructed. His gaze wasn't boring or emotionless as always, it carried something she had never seen in anyone's eyes before.

   No one had ever looked at her the way he does Like she was his possession and she enjoys staring.
   The dance was a weird one, in the sense that, Rosie kept walking in and out like she doesn't want anything else to go on.

    If Rosie works for Williams, that means, Ryan must know about it.

  She made attempt to turn back to reality as she collide with the wall, or rather something as hard as the wall.

   Speaking of the devil, Williams had the brightest smile on his face as he wrapped his hands more around her. Crushing her in a warm hug he was surprised she didn't fight him off, she just laid still, enjoying his perfect Cologne.

   Her hormonal sense burst open as she smashed her lips over his, kissing him like she was expecting that moment to happen.

   The butterflies she felt whenever that kiss seems to had gone for a long vacation as dragons took over.

She gasped as he grabbed her hair and pulled her back, for a moment he stared at her big brown eyes and smirked. His warm tongue licked her earrings then traced them down to her neck.

"I knew you would ever be mine" he groaned.

It was just like her senses became activated, she pulled away, but too late this time, Williams already had a stronger grip on her as he pulled her back. He kissed her roughly, while his hungry hands caresses her torso.
His large palm grabbed her breasts and bus fingers began to play with her already tight nipples, teasing sanity out of her.

"Stop!" She gasped.

Horny Williams, wouldn't let such a moment pass him especially when she made the invitation clear. He braced her to the wall and continue his reckless kissing, both hands on her breasts while she held his head, pulling his hair softly as she attempt to pull back.

"Wait!" It became his turn.

She finally slipped out of his grip, breathing heavily as she walked towards the door, angrily.

"Please go" She avoid his face, pointed towards the door, and opened it wider "Just fucking go! When I need to dance I w-".

"Hello, Molly" he smirked.

Melissa turned to see Molly standing in front of her, looking angry, without been invited or saying a word, she walked in, straight to Williams, and connected the back of her right here to his face.

"Bastard!" She yelled as she brought up her phone and show the screen to him.

For an absolute arrogant man like Williams, returning the slap was expected but he did nothing. He just stood still, flabbergasted.

"What's going on?" Melissa asked, she moved closer looking haggard.

Her delicate full lips swollen, her red hair dispersed, the silk blouse she wore still hung a little bit above her slender waist, and there was something on her neck!
Hickey!!!

She collected the phone from Williams and immediately turned white. The hair at the back of her neck rose as she did the first thing that came to her mind, slapped him.

Melissa couldn't believe she was seeing herself, dancing half-naked for Williams. The video looked like it was been taken from above her as it captured all of her moves and talk.

"Thank God we didn't have sex" She threw her hands in The air, she walked around fussing then back to him, connecting her left palm to his face for another slap.

"Mel" His voice sounds shaky "I swear I have no idea about this".

Melissa chuckled, she held her head then fell to the ground. Williams and Molly rushed to her immediately, and she fell into Molly's open arms.

"When will you stop frustrating my life" she cried "Since the very first day to say me, it seems like you just want to demoralize me".

Everything seems like a rough dream for Williams, he kept starring at Molly's phone before his own beep and he got the same video with a smiley face.

Leah and Sam rushed inside shortly as they went to Melissa, hugging the heck out of her.

" Melissa, I swear" He raised his index and middle finger pressed together "I have no idea how it got online".

" What do you mean you have no idea how it got online?" Sam turned to him, you knew from the start?".

Williams went mute, he just kept staring at the girls than his phone. He didn't want to check the social media because it must have been already almost over the net and he had seen enough for the day.

"Speak! Does Cat get your tongue? Fucking speak you son of a bitch!" Molly yelled " She got hold of a picture frame and attempt to smash it over his head, all she could see is red.

Williams still didn't flinch, he just stood still, hoping would break the frame on his head or use something extremely strong to knock him out. Since he had seen Melissa with a baseball bat, that would be perfect.

"He planted a camera in his office".

Williams and the four girls turned to see Karen standing at the doorway, her arms were crossed over her bare stomach. The pink short flat skirt stopped few inches below her cheek butt, her blonde was neatly combed and clipped back, the white crop top she wore exposed the lower part of her breast.

She looks like a professional slut!

" He wants to keep a video of you, just in case you both had sex" Karen smirked at Williams.

Melissa stood up slowly, she looked at Karen for a long time then at Williams.
"So you could show the world that you fucked me!".