Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 49: Melanie Meets Max

"May I buy you a drink?"

Melanie looked up into the eyes of the man who had just made the offer and let out a weary sigh. She hadn't even stepped onto the upper floor yet, and already someone was trying to hit on her. Maybe she should have just turned around and left instead of coming up here.

But though she had been cheated by Laela, she could not abandon the girl.

Her gaze flickered toward the dance floor where Laela was still standing in Adam's way, effectively blocking him. Melanie grinned. At least she was handling him now. But,even as she turned back to talk to the man in front of her, she could feel Adam's gaze on her. It was only a matter of time that he would be up here. She shook her head and gave the man an apologetic smile," No. I am with someone."

"No, I'm with someone," she said, shaking her head.

The man tilted his head, his smile easy and unbothered. "I saw the beautiful lady you came in with. Didn't think two women would ever risk wearing matching dresses in public, but you two pull it off effortlessly."

Melanie let out a short laugh despite herself. "Maybe because we're a couple."

Melanie almost snorted when she saw the way man's eyes light up with imagination. Gosh! Really? Did men all have this kind of silly fantasy?

The man laughed then having caught her expression and stepped out of her way, "That is interesting. Why don't I wait here with you until your partner returns? No expectations—just conversation. Besides, you look like you could use a seat."

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Melanie shrugged and looked around. Well, there was no way she would find any place to sit so it really was better to... She nodded," Alright. Conversation is fine. Thank you."

The man smiled and graciously gestured for her to follow," I'll take that as a win. I am Max."

She hesitated for half a second before responding. "Melanie."

"Nice to officially meet you, Melanie. So, would you like a drink?" Max asked as he took a seat opposite her.

Melanie shot him a look and resolutely shook her head. The man was persistent.

He grinned then and asked, "So, tell me—did you come here to actually have fun, or just to keep an eye on your friend?"

Melanie had just turned her head to look down for Adam and Laela when Max questioned her so she turned back and smiled at him, "What makes you think I didn't come to have fun?"

He chuckled. "Call it a hunch. You looked like you were debating leaving the second I stepped in your way.

She let out a small laugh, shaking her head. "You're not wrong."

"And now, I am even more grateful that you agreed to sit with me. I promise you that I will not let you get bored..."

Before she could respond, a strong hand wrapped around her wrist.

Her stomach dropped just as she looked up—Adam.

Without a word, he pulled her up from her chair. Before she could protest, he dropped into the seat she had just vacated and, in one smooth motion, tugged her down onto his lap.

"What the hell?" Melanie gasped, stiffening against him. "Let me off, you brute!"

More than anyone, the person who was shocked was Max as he stared at his best friend's actions. "Mate... what are you doing?"

"I am calling dibs," Adam replied calmly as he stared at the woman who was struggling to get off his lap.

"Adam... this lady..."

Adam didn't even spare him a glance. His arm tightened around Melanie's waist, locking her in place as he leaned back in the chair. "I'm just holding my would-be wife. So why don't you butt out?"

Max's mouth fell open as he looked at Melanie, " When you said you are here with someone... you meant him?"

"No. I meant her..." Melanie pointed downwards at Laela who was currently dancing now, having abandoned her to fate.

Max grimaced. Dam* it! He'd just met a woman who was interesting and she was taken. Before he could protest however, Adam galred at him and Max decided to slink away," It was nice meeting you sister in law. I'll see you later..."

With that, Max scampered away, leaving Adam and Melanie together.

Melanie watched as the other man scampered away and tried to push Adam away but he simply tightened his hold.

Melanie scowled and braced her hands against Adam's chest, pushing hard against him. "Let me go," she hissed. This was his last warning. If he didn't let her move, she would definitely kick him.

But Adam's hold only tightened, as he taunted her, his voice close to her ear, "By all means, keep wriggling. I'm enjoying this."

She stilled immediately, glaring at him. "You're disgusting."

He smirked as his fingers spread possessively on her waist,"You have no idea, Melon. By all means, continue trying.. That is, of course, if you'd rather celebrate our wedding night in advance?"

Melanie's breath caught, and she stiffened so fast she could've been carved from stone. Adam chuckled, clearly amused by her reaction.

With deliberate slowness, she leaned away from him, putting as much distance as she could manage without actually being able to escape. "I don't like the smell of smoke on your breath," she said coolly.

Adam raised an eyebrow before flashing her a slow, infuriating grin. "Noted. I'll remember to chew on a mint when I kiss you."

Melanie growled," Who wants to kiss you! I'd rather kiss... Max!"

Adam's lazy amusement vanished in an instant. His grip tightened ever so slightly as he straightened, his voice dipping into a low warning.

"Don't even think about it, sweet Melon," he murmured, his breath a warm brush against her ear. "Or I'll have him sent to Ghost Town, and he won't even know what hit him."

Melanie blinked at the quiet threat, searching his face for any sign of bluffing. And realized he probably wasn't. But then, she had an idea.

"I am thirsty."

His eyes narrowed in suspicion but Melanie made sure to keep her face expressionless, as he pointed to the bottles on the table, "Then, by all means, help yourself."

She leaned forward, grabbed a sealed bottle of water, opening it as she leaned back and brought the bottle to her lips... which just happened to slip from her hand then... spilling water directly onto the man, soaking him.