Who was the right one?

I know this was unexpected but I just felt like writing about her.

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Melanie POV.

She walked hurriedly towards home,she was confused now. After what happened in the club her emotions were a mess. She lived in some middle class apartments that suited her perfectly. It was one bedroomed a small kitchen bathroom and sitting area. She was not in school due to to her fees balance but she was trying to work it out. She was tired of stressing her parents over and over again. They had enough on their hands already. She entered her room and leaned against the door. She felt like crying but she couldn't,no tears came out of her eyes.

She took off her heels and went straight to her bed. She dropped everything in her hands on the table and slumped her body on her bed. She tightly shut her eyes and thought about what that girl at the club did to her. She didn't think she had annoyed her that much by kissing Oliver. Immediately the couple left she spent some time and immediately left, she had been humiliated so there was no need to feed other people her embarrassment. That girl was definitely a psycho to be with Oliver Gorbachev.

She did like him Up to now but she was tired of love. Her ex left her last week saying that she wasn't the right one. Who the hell is the right one? Would she ever find her right one?. Men are just complicated people and and women are not any less but more worse.

She heard a knock on the door and quickly went to open up the door.

"The money Melanie?" Kathrine had been her caretaker for a while now and ,she was surely getting restless of waiting for her rent for the month. She was never mean to her, she was tough but also sweet and charming. Melanie just looked at her sadly since she sincerely had nothing to give her.

"Don't look at me like that child ,I told you I need it for my son's education so please next time hustle" she said as her gaze on her softened. She smiled and hugged her. She was in her mid-forties and still looked stunning. She closed the door and slid down to the floor. She felt like crying again already, her life was just boring and useless in someway. She never did anything useful. She just got fired earlier today , her mom needed money ,she needed to go to school and lastly she needs money for rent in a month.

She clicked and stood to take a bottle of beer from her kitchen. While drinking an idea popped in her brain. She rushed and picked up her purse put on some sneakers on and ran off to a bar different from where she was earlier. It wasn't closed so she went straight to the counter. She whispered something to the bartender who gestured some direction for her.

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"Are you sure about this young girl,you know that being a waiter in here means you'll have to something more to the customers" Aliyan said as he sipped his wine. He was the owner of the bar, The Cyber.

"Yes I am and I will" she replied confidently but I side her chaos and havoc reinged. She obviously wasn't sure especially the part about giving her body to any man but she would find a way out. He gave a look of 'are you sure' but nodded as he could see the confidence in her.

She needed a job and most definitely money. She would find a daytime job but at night she would come here. They paid their employees best in the area. She knew it was stupid but her dad wouldn't get any medication and she couldn't afford for him to die.

"Ok, you start now ,take your uniform on the second door from here and you'll be working normally and you'll leave here at five in the morning,I'll send you your pay on the phone" he said and she turned to leave but before she walked out.

"And remember Melanie,now you belong to this fraternity and most definitely me" he finalized and she felt her insides tremble. There was an underlying threat and warning in his statement and she sure knew he meant but she herself didn't understand fully what he meant.

She soon enough wore her uniform and met a few of her colleagues. She was worried to ever meet with anybody who knew since she knew he/she would humiliate her publicly. It's not like she's like by most people. It was an easy job since you just take an order and deliver. The uniform was decent too, luckily. While she waited for her order ,she was talking to some girl who kept telling her about the different men in the bar and their behaviors. It was good information since she could avoid the nasty ones.

"You haven't told me about him" Melanie said as she pointed to a man in a black suit, black lanky hair.

"I don't know much but he's ever silent he just orders and sits there quietly till late" the girl left to deliver. Melanie somehow felt like approaching but she refrained and just watched him from a safe distance. He looked stressed and lonely mostly. The night was getting deeper and still he sat there motionless. His glass was empty and she found a good reason to approach him. In a calculated movement she walked towards him.

"Sir, need another drink" she said as she kept some distance between them. He looked up and stared at her. She felt nervous and somehow uncomfortable. He was sure hot and alluring. He opened his mouth to speak but later stopped and raked his eyes all over her body.

"I've never seen you here before" his voice was so godamn deep and...sexy.

"Am new here" she offered a light smile.

"Would you accompany me out" he seemed truthful and she as if she could trust him but he was a stranger who she knew nothing about. She knew she wasn't supposed to. She shook her head and he pinched the skin between his brows.

"No?"

She nodded , he seemed ok with that as he stood and left the bar. She really wanted to go with him although he was a total stranger but she headed to the warning bells in her head. For once she did. She stared at the door and said nothing.