'I've fought hard for this chance. You better please Mister William in his bed, Melody!' mused Wendy viciously.
It was already late at night by the time Wendy returned home. Just as she stepped inside, Helen Lewis came down from upstairs, asking, "Wendy, why are you back so late? Where were you?"
"I had a work gathering with the crew today." Wendy rubbed her temples and pretended to feel uncomfortable. "Helen, you can't imagine how tough it is for me to secure a role."
Seeing Wendy looking distressed, Helen felt a pang of sympathy. "Wendy, you've been through a lot. Go to your room and get some rest."
"Okay." Wendy continued her pretense and headed toward her room.
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Meanwhile, Melody was going through an experience like never before. She felt uncomfortable all over, and she only felt relief when she touched Lucas' skin. She embraced his body and responded with a naive awkwardness to his kisses.
In the hazy atmosphere, she heard Lucas whispering a name in a deep voice by her ear. "Thalia..."
'Thalia? Who is she?' wondered Melody.
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At that moment, Melody's eyelashes twitched before she slowly opened her eyes. She was no doubt startled to see him next to her, and even more so when she realized she was naked.
She quickly pulled the blanket to cover her body and screamed. "Ahh! Who are you?! Why are you in my room?!"
Lucas frowned and said, "Take a good look to see whose room is this."
Melody was forced to calm down. She looked around before recalling what happened the night before.
"Wait... Isn't this the room Wendy booked? How... How did you get in?!" Melody spoke while wrapping herself with the blanket tighter. After she got off the bed warily, she saw the blood stain on the sheet and felt a sudden headache.
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