All Chapters of Cold: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

When Dexter took a step in her direction, Anelia did not need to witness him take another to predict his intentions. In a panicked and quite frankly, overly dramatic manner, she stretched both her arms out, displaying the palms of her hands in a gesture that was meant to bring Dexter to an abrupt stop.   "Stop!" She shouted, the remnants of her shrill voice bouncing off the walls of the spacious dining room. "Don't come near me!"

Anelia felt light-headed. She involuntarily pinched the collar of her t-shirt and fanned herself. It was suddenly all too hot in the room and yet the heat had nothing to do with room temperature. As if only realising what she had been doing for the first time, Anelia scanned her t-shirt and abruptly stopped with the fanning.  What was she doing?

Her heart stopped at the sound of the opening door. She heard the light footsteps echo on the floor of the study, before the door was clicked shut. With her fingers crossed, she edged further into the small space under the table and just foolishly hoped that she would still be owning a job when this was over.  "Here is the paperwork you asked for," she heard Mr Furler speak. There was some shuffling as she carefully listened in for the sound of appro

Dexter had really thought that he had seen it all when it came to Anelia Telford; standing on his chair, slapping him, throwing eggs at his back, the list went on but, clearly he had thought wrong. Or was it that she had proved him wrong? She seemed to have a knack for doing that and he was starting to find it very amusing.  Dexter sat back in his chair and watched as Anelia's face slowly become a rosy pink. The scene alone was quite unbelievable but

Packing up Mrs Hally's belongings had been no trouble at all. All that she had been tasked with was packing the fragile chinaware and vases. When she had successfully executed her part, the two men that had been assigned to help them move, were swiftly moving the boxes down into the truck.   She eyed the only three remaining medium-sized boxes that had been placed just near the

Anelia occasionally threw the man that sat behind the steering wheel scathing looks, as the car wheezed past endless rows of trees. To think she had believed that they would be transported to and from Mrs Hally's place by the truck.   She narrowed her eyes at him and simultaneously folded her arms to prove her point. It only further exasperated her that he was doing a great job

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

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.

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

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