All Chapters of Cold: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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.  Now that she thought about it, he had literall

She turned around feeling a sinking sense of deja vu. Could this be it? Was he going to get her fired? Would he report her to the manager?   Mr Furler was an unforgiving and strictly professional man who put the good of La Vida before everything else. Would he even listen to a simple cleaner like her over an obviously influential and wealthy guest?

"There have been some changes?" Anelia questioned Tracy as she rummaged in her handbag for her phone. It was on silent; as usual, which was probably why she hadn't seen the message on the group. Nevertheless, the notification would have popped up on the screen.   "Shh!" Tracy cried and gestured for her to not bother checking on her phone. "It hasn't been announced yet. I just took t

Anelia slammed the door of her home behind her and put her dainty hand on her drumming heart. She sighed out and faced the door. Closing her eyes, she really tried to hinder her brain from thinking about all the possible outcomes that could come about in regards to her earlier outburst at La Vida.  Talk about the worst weekend start. 

"What're you doing here?" She muttered after her brain had finally regained it's ability to function and her mouth to speak. The two were thankfully back to working together; allowing her to finally verbalise and not shrivel in her mortification.  Mortification that he had seen her twerking out. Wiggling her butt like her life depended on it. Otherwise, she might really run like she had

"First pluck the weeds out, then dig around the plants to unearth the soil. Just please don't cut the roots," Anelia instructed Natie.  It was a pleasantly warm Saturday morning and the sisters had risen early to clean their house and most importantly, to take care of their garden; the rows of orchids and tulips which were now wilting due to a long procrastinated maintenance. Anelia had

The amount of money he was willing to pay her was enough to make her double take, especially when the job was quite simple; just helping out Mrs Hally, a woman that already had no problem keeping her suite in order. Everything was always impeccable in her suite, which was why Anelia thought it ridiculous that he'd pay that much.  Dexter saw the frown on her face. Perhaps the money wasn't

"Just what're you trying to achieve sneaking around like this?" He asked calmly.    Okay, perhaps a second to describe the scene. See, when she had completely-out-of-the-blue been pulled her into what she now could tell was his r

Anelia gulped and tried to wiggle her way out of Dex's arms; something that only served to further agitate her as she only managed to rub her chest right up against his rigid chest. Anelia sighed with much exasperation. "Let go of me," she seethed, looking him right in those black orbs that were his eyes. Dex seemed to be taking pleasure in seeing her distressed; seeing her helplessly vulnerable in his arms. She was indeed a very small creature and fit quite perfectly in his arms like she was meant to be there. An insane part of him rather

Her ears must have been playing tricks on her. Who did he think he was telling her that he didn't accept her resignation? On what grounds? She believed that she had the right to do as she saw fit in regards to just whom she chose to work for and for how long.   Okay; may be that she hadn't given him any notice before announcing her resignation. If that was the case, then she could u