The Secret Model's Forbidden Lover

Chapter 5

Today seems like it’s going to be normal.

It’s been quiet ever since morning. It’s afternoon right now and I am just sewing some clothes to sell online. It also helps me ease my boredom somehow.

Just when I thought that my life was going to be peaceful on this day, someone came inside my room and announced an unexpected thing.

“We’re going out.”

My whole body stiffened when Myles mentioned the word “going-out.” I gulped then slowly glanced at his way to make sure he was not bluffing. Myles’ arms were crossed as his eyes were scanning me from head to toe.

I blink, trying to process his words. I could feel my arms trembling and my insides grumbling uncomfortably. It’s been a week ever since Myles kept on pestering me. And honestly?

He’s hard to depict.

I have tried to pull out some plans to control him or even made him change his mind. But I was a fool to even try those things on him. Myles is a different breed. Out of all the men that I have encountered during my modelling career, he’s the one who’s hard to read and not easy to manipulate.

“I-I can’t.” I looked away, shaking my head.

“Yes, you can, Melanie.”

I closed my eyes, stopping my automatic sewing machine from operating. He can’t possibly do this to me. I have been doing what he wants for the past few days. I felt like a dog following him between my tails.

It’s sickening and depressing, but, as I have said a million times before, I can’t do anything about it. He has the dominance to control me and pull strings on me.

But this is the last straw.

I shake my head, determined not to do what he wants.

“I’m sorry, but please, I can’t go out. You can go alone, and I know you can do that. I have been doing what you want. Please, respect my decision on this one.”

I stood up, ready to leave him there when he grabbed my hand, stopping me from my tracks. I shut my eyes tightly when I felt his hands caressing my palm.

“Didn’t I tell you that you needed to do everything I said?! Do I need to repeat myself to you a million times, Melanie?!”

I flinched when he raised his voice at me. That’s not all. He pulled me closer to him, almost losing my balance. He gripped my shoulders, constricting when I was face to face with him. His eyes are squinched with choler while gritting his teeth.

He loses all of his patience.

“Listen to what I f*cking want!”

I closed my eyes, wincing at his tone. My whole body became fragile, knowing that anytime he could strike a blow. However, I didn’t stop there.

I have to say my thoughts.

I tried wiggling my way out of his hold and, luckily, I managed to get out. I took a step back and pointed my finger at him.

“I know that! I have been doing what you want! But please, this time, I can’t go out! You can’t force me to go out! Because everytime I try to…”

My fingers started to shake and my eyes became blurry. I blink multiple times then look up, to stop my tears from falling. I begged the heavens to please I could not cry right in front of him. I have cried once before and I promised to myself I would never show any other emotions other than lust and affection to make him fall.

Not this vulnerability of mine.

“I tried to get out…I’m scared and it reminds me of-” I sighed, then turned around.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, realizing that Myles is not the type of person who would listen to this stuff. His agenda is to use my body for his own pleasure. Telling him my naked truth will just be an advantage for him to use me.

I turned around again and smiled like nothing had happened.

“I’m sorry but I have to turn you down on this one. You can date another woman if you want to…”

Myles was silent, staring at me for god knows how long before finally answering with…

“Okay.”

He turned around and left me alone. He shuts the door loud enough for me to startle. For a moment there, I was left dumbfounded while looking at the door he closed. I don’t know why I am expecting something from him or tell me something that would ease this anxiety. But turns out, I was left with a heavy chest.

I inhaled, composing myself before going back to what I was doing earlier.

After hours of Myles leaving, I entertained myself to remove him out of my mind. I did some sketching, crocheting, and watched some television. I ended up seeing myself on the news, which I avoided. Even if my curiosity is killing me to know what’s on the headline about me, I have to endure to stay unbothered.

From time to time, I caught myself looking at the door, expecting someone to return. I groaned and closed my eyes because it was getting out of hand.

Why are you waiting for him, Melanie? I should be glad that he’s not here to f**k with me.

Night came and everything was finally peaceful. My mind is at ease while soaking my body in my bathtub. I closed my eyes, sniffing the lovely scent of roses, when I heard footsteps outside.

My eyes widened and my mind became cautious all of a sudden. I glanced at the door, looking to see if someone was outside. I thought I was just hearing or imagining things because I was about to go back from meditating when I heard another step.

This time, there’s someone giggling.

My brows furrowed into a straight line. I am certain that someone is here in my home. I slowly got out of the tub and took my towel to wrap it around my body. My hands are trembling when I grab the knob to peek outside. I know it’s dangerous, but I just can’t stay here and do nothing!

I have to escape. There’s no way here into my bathroom.

The door creaked open. I stuck out my head, and was glad that my room was empty. I hurriedly got out of the bathroom and was about to head towards my closet to pick up some pajamas and my personal things when the door burst open, causing my heart to jump out of my rib cage.

I turned around to see it was Myles. At first, I was at ease when I saw it was just him and not a kidnapper or something. However, my gut suddenly went upside down when he’s not alone.

He’s with someone else.

What’s worst?

It’s a woman who I don’t know.

“M-myles?”

The woman was clinging to him, and her breasts were fondling on his chest. Myles looks drunk since his eyes are blood shot and sleepy. On the other hand, the woman wore a slutty dress that hugged her curves. Blonde, tall, and gorgeous. She could pass as a model judging by her height and features.

“Melanie…” he nodded in response, acknowledging my presence.

“Who is she?” I said, pointing at the woman he was with. She ain’t even looking at me. She looks wasted as she keeps on trying to tip-toe to cling around Myles' neck. He’s taller, by the way.

“Oh, sorry.” Myles coughed, and put his hands down on her waist. My eyes watched how his hand caressed the side of her body up and down. Something inside me was bothered by it but I tried to shake it by asking.

“Her name is Michaela, the woman who I invited earlier. Isn’t she lovely?”

I didn’t pay attention to her since her eyes were glued to him. Instead, I asked Myles.

“Why are you here? Please, this is my home. You just can’t bring someone here. It’s disrespectful.”

He smirked then crooked his head to his right.

“You already sold yourself out to me, Melanie. Didn’t I say countless times that you are going to do what I want?”

My whole body went cold as ice when I realized where this was heading. I quickly shook my head but Myles still continued with his words.

“I want to have s*x with Michaela right here in this room, and there’s nothing you can do about it but to provide what I want.”

I blink repeatedly while trying to find the words to say. That’s not what we agreed upon! I clenched my fist when Myles turned his back on me, and was ready to carry Michaela when I yelled.

“I’m calling the police!”

This is outrageous and unacceptable. He’s literally taking advantage of everything!

Myles stops in his tracks, slowly turning around to look at me. The woman noticed he was not paying attention to him, so her eyes travelled to me.

“Coming from someone who did something more horrific?”

My heart exploded, causing my soul to tear apart. I stared at Myles in the eyes and saw how cold they were. He could see right through me that all of this was making me miserable. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was trying my best to stop my tears from falling but I had enough with him! I raised my hand and was about to slap him when Michaela halted my hand. I gasped when she pushed me and slapped me on the cheek.

“How dare you?! You can’t hurt my boyfriend!”

My whole body went paralyzed. Boyfriend? So Myles is taken? Then why is he screwing up my life?!

“Stop acting like his wife or something. Myles said before coming here that he has a maid and I guess he’s pertaining to you.”

My tears fall and this time they are non stop. You know the feeling when you just stand there, dumbfounded about what happened, and just crying, looking so stupid? That’s what I feel and the situation right now. I felt like I was hopeless and couldn’t do anything to accept my defeat.

“Get out.” Myles said in a remorseless and cold tone.

And I can’t do much but to turn around while sobbing painfully.