Threesome

**TRIGGER WARNING** This chapter, you guys, gets VERY dark. I've cut out one part of it, but the abuse is descriptive. Please read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

MELISSA'S POV

Sitting in a cocktail bar down the street from the studio with Milo, I sipped on a too-sweet cosmo and cursed. I would die for an ice cold beer right now. Lord knows I needed several.

"You sounded good today," Milo stated as he stirred his whiskey on the rocks.

I nodded. "Thanks," I replied softly, afraid to speak much louder as usual. He had completely diminished me to nothing.

Milo scanned the crowd before us and then smiled at a man who was staring over at us. Or rather, staring at me.

"He wants you."

Glancing back up, I followed Milo's gaze to a man in his late thirties, wearing a grey suit. He looked like the lawyer type and it made me squirm in my seat. How was I supposed to reply to that? He wasn't my type, but as I looked over at Milo, his stone expression frightened me.

"What do you thin