A bad ordeal

Melo was furious that Ricky had the guts to slap her in front of his bodyguards, thus, belittling her. She wasn't going to take it at all. She had to remind him of her position in his life. So first thing the next morning, she went to his room.

“Who is there?” Ricky questioned when several knocks landed on his door.

“Melo” she answered. Ricky groaned.

When will this woman let him be… He thought.

“Come in” he avowed. He had calmed down from the past day's experience, and although he wasn't in the mood to talk, he still had to listen to whatever Melo had to say.

“My lord” Melo greeted with a bow, going in to meet him. Ricky was sitting shirtless on his bed, his amazing body glittering in the early morning sun. Melo couldn't help but drool.

“Are you just going to stand there and drool over me, or will you tell me why you have come to disturb me this early morning?” Ricky questioned, running his fingers through his hair.

Melo frowned.

“That's it Ricky! Everything I do seems to be