chapter 11

Flynn got home very late and went straight to his room since he didn't see Elle and Kyle in the living room so he assumed they might have gone to bed. He left his office at 7:00 pm and went to meet Camila at their usual place and left there at 9:00 pm. Due to traffic, he arrived home at 9:56 pm.

He hissed loudly as he ascended the stairs remembering how Camila sulked although he stayed with her. Can't that woman just understand that she remains his fvck buddy and nothing more?

As Flynn stepped foot inside his living room, he remembered that Melanie was here already but, where is she?

Flynn creased his forehead as he switched the chandelier that was inside the living room on and looked around. He yawned lazily as he strolled inside his bedroom. He switched the lights on and was shocked to see Melanie sleeping on his bed.

'Ugh, you've got some nerves,' Flynn thought as he walked inside the dressing room and pulled off his clothes. He wrapped a towel around his waist, walked out of the room he had entered and he went inside the bathroom.

Melanie opened her eyes and jumped out of the bed, she had slept off while waiting for Flynn.

Kyle was the first to go to his room, then Melanie and Elle chatted for an hour before they bade each other goodnight. ''Flynn is probably in a meeting or caught up in traffic. He'll be home soon, okay?'' Elle had said to her before she left.

Melanie was reading a story on her phone, waiting for Flynn when she slept off.

Melanie looked around the room and noticed that wasn't how the room was before she entered the bedroom.

The light was on and there was a jacket lying on the couch adjacent to the bed.

'Flynn is back and he is in... In the bathroom!' Melanie screamed inwardly imagining the tycoon coming out of the bathroom naked forgetting she was in the bedroom.

Wow, Melanie, you're so dirty-minded.

She scolded herself inwardly.

Melanie didn't want to meet Flynn as she was embarrassed by what she had thought earlier. She snatched her phone that was lying on the bed and tiptoed towards the door.

''Where are you going?''

Flynn's voice stopped her and Melanie glanced back unwillingly.

''Oh, you're back? I'm just stretching, I feel kind...'' Melanie stopped talking as she scanned Flynn from head to toe.

This man before her is fvcking hot!

Melanie stared at his abdominal muscles and swallowed her drool. She looked at the towel that hung loosely on his waist.

Wow, this tycoon believes in this towel so much.

Melanie rolled her eyes inwardly.

She glanced at his broad chest and her eyes caught the tattoo that was on his left chest.

''I did not know you enjoy staring at s3xy guys,'' Flynn smirked and walked towards his drawer.

''S3xy? Oh, please. As if!'' Melanie snorted.

''Every lady has their way of complimenting guys and I understand very well that this is your way of complimenting handsome guys,'' Flynn said, his back facing her.

''Excuse me, compliment who? You? Oh please, I'll rather compliment a cat,'' Melanie rolled her eyes.

''Really?'' Flynn asked mockingly and faced Melanie.

''I want to take off this towel, will you excuse me? Actually, I did not have a problem if you see my nakedness, it is just that, will you be fine if you see it?'' Flynn asked wryly.

''You're so shameless!'' Melanie whispered and ran out of the room.

How can someone say those dirty words with a straight face!

Melanie sat on the couch and waited for Flynn to come out of the room which he did a few minutes later.

''Why did you tell Devon not to allow me to take any of my clothes from home? Are you trying to show off?'' Melanie asked Flynn as soon as he stepped out of the room.

''I love showing off, just so you know,'' Flynn replied and walked to a room and came out a few seconds later with a bottle of wine and a glass cup, walking towards a golden couch.

''Oh, of course! You will always live up to your reputation,'' Melanie walked towards Flynn who settled on the couch.

''I don't have any cloth to wear to bed and even tomorrow morning!'' Melanie snapped.

''Are you so dumb that you can't come along with pajamas?'' Flynn asked, pouring wine in his glass cup.

''Oh, I am the dumb one here? Are you not the one exercising your power by ordering Devon not to let me come with anything except my phone? '' Melanie asked with her arms akimbo frowning at the huge guy before her.

''If I had ordered him not to let you come with your phone, would you have accepted?'' Flynn asked, sipping his wine.

''Why would I do that?'' Melanie retorted.

''Now, see the reason I said you are dumb.''

Melanie stared at Flynn angrily and said,

''What am I wearing to bed this night?''

''You can wear anything for all I care. Melanie, I hate disturbance so much and you must know you're disturbing my peace right now,'' Flynn groaned.

''I'll scream this house down if you can't provide cloth for me tonight,'' Melanie announced, and Flynn chuckled.

''You can do that, little girl, no one will hear you as this room is soundproof,'' Flynn said with a smirk on his face.

Oops, she didn't even think that way at all!

Melanie glared at Flynn and smirked slightly as an idea came to her head.

''I'm coming,'' she said and walked away.

Flynn watched Melanie as she matched his room.

Who does she think she is that she can go into his room anyhow she likes?

Flynn dropped the glass cup, stood up from the couch, and walked towards his room.

He turned the knob and was very shocked when he realized that Melanie had locked the door from inside.

''Open this damn door, Melanie!'' Flynn shouted.

God, this woman is testing his patience!

How dare she lock him outside his bedroom!

''Melanie, I can be very scary when I'm angry, I swear!'' Flynn shouted, hitting the door.

''You won't like the other side of me, Melanie!'' Flynn roared.

Seeing Melanie was not ready to open the door, Flynn stopped knocking on the door and stood with his arms folded tightly across his chest.

''I'll prove to you that I'm not to be toyed with, you little b!tch!'' Flynn grumbled.

Many minutes later, the door creaked open and Melanie came out of the room.

''How dare y...'' Flynn stopped talking and glared at the girl standing in front of him.

How dare she!?

''I had a very hard time choosing what to wear from your closet, then I came across this,'' Melanie said as if what she had done was no big deal.

This girl in front of him was wearing his favorite pajamas!

What the hell!?

"How dare you?'' Flynn's eyes clouded with anger.

''How dare I? It's just pajamas, stop sulking,'' Melanie said and walked past him.

Sulking? Did she just say she was sulking?

Oh, Wow!

Flynn was very short of words and all he could do was stare at Melanie as she walked past him.

Didn't she check herself in the mirror before coming out of the bedroom?

She looked like she was thrown inside a big sack. The pajamas were too big and long for her and this girl was acting like it was made just for her.

Is she crazy!?

''I hate people tampering with my stuff, Melanie,'' Flynn grabbed her arm.

''You brought this upon yourself, Mr. Flynn Harlan, the moment you chose to marry me,'' Melanie smiled.

What?

He brought it upon himself?

Who was this girl kidding!?

''Show me my room, Future husband. Don't think I'll be staying in the same room with you,'' Melanie smiled, and Flynn hardened his gaze.

This lady is passing her boundary!

TBC...

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