Melissa Harts happen to be a victim of a confused and frustrating love triangle. As a young adult, she had to struggle over the urge of pretending to love a playboy, billionaire, and the favorite legitimate son of his father.
  Loving Williams Hughes eventually turns out to be her worst punishment.
Been caught in the painful web of love, should she pardon love or despise love?

Tonight we are young

 "Hope you didn't sustain any injuries. Brother" Pure sarcasm twisted in his statement. 


 Michael walked in with his hands behind him. He eyes, watching Williams curiously as he took every slow step to where Melissa stood. He put his large arms around her and pulled her into a hug. 


 "Are you okay, Melissa" his rough voice cooed as he hugged her tight. 


 Williams had nothing else to do than to stand like a statue, his face looks white like all life had been drain out of him. 


 He couldn't just keep staring at Melissa in his brother's arms, Trembling. She was scared of him and that hurts him more than a knife cut. 


 Finally, after a long time, he shifted. Just a little, the smirk on Michael's face made him want to punch him right in the face but he had done already too much. 


 Of no doubt, Melissa would take him for a monster. He had said hurtful things to her, hurtful things to his brother, tried to fight with him, and even touched her body. 


Chapter 27