Melody walks out after the argument with her parents about staying in Pakistan for the summer, in which Milo did not do anything.
Mel stormed into the kitchen with her dark hair blowing behind her. Her parents were sitting at the kitchen table with their breakfast coffee cups. They both looked up at the commotion.
'Mel, what is the matter?' inquired a concerned-looking mother.
"You know exactly what's wrong," Mel snapped, flashing green eyes at him with rage. "You're ruining my summer plans."
There, her father, a successful businessman, put his cupdown. "Mel, we've talked about this. You'll spend the summer out at the Hamptons with your aunt and uncle. It'll be a great chance for networking and—"
"Network?
Mel snorted, distaste dripping from her voice. "You want me to waste my summer brown-nosing some bunch of snooty rich folk? Count me out."
"Mel, you have to understand the significance of this as a part of your future. You're soon joining a top college, and this kind of networking will take you far." her mother said, exhaling.
"You're always going on about my future," Mel scoffed, "but what about what I want? I want to spend my summer doing something I enjoy, not attending dull parties and pretending to be someone I'm not," she said.
Her parents exchanged a disapproving look. "Mel, you're being unreasonable," said her father. "This is for your own good."
Mel's eyes narrowed. "My own good? You mean 'your own good. You're only interested in making me the perfectlittle rich girl, aren't you?"
The kitchen was quiet, with an obvious tension between Mel and her parents. Mel was no stranger to defiance, but this summer, she was determined to take a stand and forge her own way.
She headed off to Delilah's house in the middle of the night, hoping the steam could cool off a bit as Lilah worked on an excuse for her parents.
... Melody pov...
Lilah my parents wants to send me off to a remote disciplinary school owned by my uncle and aunt this summer and I can't take any more of those fancy pants,two faced girls anymore who only want to get closer to my brother's.
I just want to go to Pakistan and spend my summer working in an IT company as an hacker, but nooo, mom won't want her precious baby to indulge in any kind of labour. Like I ever wanted to be a Madrigal; not that any body cares about what I want.
***
While in Lilah's house
... Lilah's pov...
Thinks haven't been going well with Mel and her parents over her own choice, though it has never been like this. Things started going south since that accident Mel had at the sophomore year of high school, which we don't seem to remember because of the shock.
"If her complaining about her parents calmed her down, I would readily be there for her."Even her brothers can do nothing for her-it is as if they care.
"Mel, guess what?"
"He is back and she asked who; Lucas Alessandro Rodriguez is back in the city and the kidnapping rate has increased."
Of course, since I am a curious cat, I offered her a deal.The only thing left was to devise a way to deceive her parents, since they will be away in the summer in Kuwait expanding their business.All right, so I knew, Mel told me, there have also been rumors about it.
Mel I would do the cover up for this summer break with your parents in return for the favor of going into the Placid mansion for me in connection with the missing girl which she gladly accepted and I require a story on the report submitted to me by the lecturer in class, and I actually am interested in unraveling this mystery and seeing where this leads us. I asked Mel to get me information by applying for the job as a maid for Lucas which the selection would be held tomorrow.
***
Placid mansion
...Lucas pov...
He is a mysterious mafia with grey eyes and an overpowering presence, 6.4 inches tall and possessed of piercing grey eyes like a winter storm that pulls you under with an unnerving allure.
His dark, slicked back, revealing a prominent forehead and a sharp facial profile, with his impeccably tailored,black as coal accentuating broad shoulders and chilled physique commanding the attention of the room, which falls silent as they enter, all eyes drawn to their imposing figure, asked Damien whether there was any news regarding her.
However, yet another disappointing effort in tracking down the girl, Damien offered a new team of housekeepers to satisfy his Master.
....The day of selection....
Several weeks had elapsed since and all the girls were lined up for an interview, and they were all looking slutty and some moderate for the job. Amidst all the girls, there lies June which is the code name that Lilah gives to her. The sprawling estate of Lucas, the infamous mafia lord, buzzed with excitement. There was a queue of young women, all clamoring to be the lucky one chosen to be Lucas's own personal maid.
As Melody fell to the end of the line, she could quickly tell how varied a selection of applicants there were: some girls were unduly provocative in short skirts and tight tops, while others, like herself, opted for more moderate clothing, wearing elegant dresses with modest heels.
While they were there, whispers and giggles filled the air as some of the more brazen applicants were flaunting their goods in hopes of catching Damien's eyes. Melody simply sat back, straight and confident, her demeanor somehow different from the others.
Suddenly, a sleek black car pulled up to the entrance, and Lucas himself emerged, his grey, piercing eyes scanning the line of applicants. The girls' chatter ceased, replaced by awed silence.
Lucas's eyes did indeed rest longer on the more provocatively dressed girls, his lips curling with a hint of a smile. But when they finally met Melody's, his expression subtly shifted, and he quirked a brow, intrigued, felt a feel of familiarity with her.
The hustle among the girls began once more, all pushing to get to the front, some primping and posturing for Lucas's notice.
When the interview process started, Melody was suddenly standing before Lucas with a pounding heart. But Melody was not about to back down on her hope of unlocking the secret regarding the missing girls even if it meant dealing with Damien's interrogation questions under Lucas' supervision from the control room.
Only time would tell if Melody's would be able to uncover the mystery as well as accomplish her dream of working throughout her summer break.
Mel was among the few to be selected as the maids and they were led to the maid quarters.
***
Lucas room
Natasha was full of anger as she faced Lucas in the grand foyer of their mansion.
"How could you, Lucas?" she spat, angry venom dripping from her words. "You know how much I enjoy caring for you, and now you'll simply substitute me with.strangers?"
Lucas, lying on the adjacent sofa, did not even bother to glance up from his phone. "Oh, Natasha, do not be so dramatic," Lucas murmured casually.
"Dramatic?" Natasha's voice raised in incredulous rage. "You're introducing these new maids to come and take my place as your favorite? I've stood by you for years, and now I get treated like this?"
Lucas finally raised his eyes, laughing. "Steal your spot? Natasha, come on, you're crazy. I just need the extra pair of hands around the house, that's all."
Natasha's face turned red with anger. "You're lying! You're trying to replace me!"
Lucas let out an exasperated sigh. "That is enough, Natasha. My decision is made, and it is final. The new maids will be arriving tomorrow. You will just have to adapt to working with them."
Natasha's defiant stare was flashing in her eyes, but there was no room for discussion in Lucas's voice. He was the master of the house, while she was merely a domestic servant. For a brief moment, they locked gazes with electricity in the atmosphere.
Natasha then slumped her shoulders and walked away, dejected. Lucas watched her disappear in the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips. He knew that Natasha would soon come around. After all, she was his favorite toy, and he always got what he wanted.