Eleven

2020-08-20 18:37:08

He knew. He knew that she was in his penthouse and nothing could change that. She contemplated running for the door but he'd probably intercept her way before she made it inches near that door. She wasn't blind to that strong athletic build of his. Plus she had seen him lock the door, so the idea was already a failure before implementation.

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Cold Forty-two

Anelia practically jumped out of the car as soon as it had been parked in its reserved space. She was feeling especially awkward because the entire way back to La Vida, Mr Black, as she oh-so-liked to call him, had been completely silent.His eyes never once settled on her, instead he had remained impassive as he focused on the road ahead of them. She had felt so awkward in fact, she had played around with her uniform and shuffled restlessly despite the fact that the seat was anything but uncomfortable. So, as soon as they had arrived at La Vida, she had only wanted to escape his proximity. “Uh, I’ll get going now,” she said quickly and without waiting for his response and swivelled around and swiftly walked towards the back exit. She missed her step, which had her missing a few more and plummeting to the ground, much to her mortification.Cursing at herself, she righted her posture and pulled down her uniform. Anelia quickened her steps, with what would have only looked like a steady

Cold Forty-one

Anelia tried to gulp down the sense of unease that she could feel rising in her stomach. His eyes that were looking directly at her did not make it any easier for her to calm herself. Why was it suddenly so hot in the room? He simply stood there casually leaning against the row of books on his left, his gaze further making her uncomfortable. Dexter suddenly stood straight and much t

Cold Forty

Anelia laughed humourlessly and a little too loud to try and do away with the awkwardness the silence brought into the room. Silence that the two people in the room were equally responsible for. Brett because he was waiting a response from her or at least Anelia thought that he was. Anelia because she still had not responded to his, was it even a question? “Uh, I’m not s

Cold Thirty-nine

The rest of their breakfast had been filled with Dave's light conversation with Hally as well as with Anelia. Brett occasionally provided limited responses and mostly focused on his food. Anelia was now roaming around the huge house, which she had been given the permission to do by Mrs Hally who was seeing to her belongings being put in their right place. Anelia did not have a

Cold Thirty-eight

Never would Anelia have thought that there would come a day when she would get to meet all the Black brothers at once. And she would have never thought that it was going to be on the very day that she so happened to go to the place that they had all grown up in.

Cold Thirty-seven

Anelia had thought that the outside of Charity house was lovely but as soon as she had stepped inside, she realised that she may have spoken too soon. Anelia was still trying her best not to stare at everything around her. She was currently sitting in the sitting room on a plume blanche diamond encrusted sofa that was placed in front of a beautiful marble coffee table. On the

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