Chapter4

#Chapter4

Melody stood still watching the man in front of her, she had no idea that such specimens existed in real life. She was used to seeing them in vanity magazines, those magazines that only showcase rich and beautiful men, sheets and sheets of pure masculinity, wealth, and luxury. Men hand in hand with women who wore clothes more expensive than a car.

/"Hello? Can you speak?/" the man made her react with his heightened level of sarcasm. /"Can I have my coffee now, or are you going to stare at me for ten more minutes? If it’s the latter, let me know so I can sit down./"

The man was irritating.

Was nothing in life perfect? Melody blinked a couple of times and watched as the man smiled.

With perfect, white teeth, typical of someone who exuded so much power and money.

/"Your coffee will come out when I’m done with the others,/" Melody turned back to the machine and waited for the small shot of coffee.