0 Celsius: To thaw a frozen heart

Chapter 17: 14 degree Celsius

Hate Personified

I know he hates me now...

But to this extent....

I could have never imagined....

Yesterday I was fired from my job

Last night my clothes were literally thrown out of his mansion..

And today I was refused each and every job I interviewed for....

They simply rejected me with one line

"You shouldn't have messed with such a powerful person"

Sitting on a bench with my suitcase at my feet NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

A sub in my hand

And few bucks in my pocket was I

Sapphire brown drowning in my tears.

The teardrops were reaching my lips as I took another bite.

They made my food salty but that was my least concern.

I was hopeless. Penniless...homeless. Jobless and what not.

What will I do now?

Where will I sleep....

It's nothing new...

I have been in this condition before but the results have been always bad

Be it some drunk guys forcing on me...or the cold night freezing me to hell

Having diarrhea or food poisoning

Or simply running out of my medicine and going unconscious due to rapid pulse.

I had only one choice

Go back and repent...plead...cry...

Whatever that helps melting his coldness towards me.

Dying in front of his door was better than dying here

At least there will be someone to give me a proper funeral when I die...

Sapphire!!

I scolded myself ..what the hell am I thinking!!

Lifting myself up I decided to return back from where I came..

AR mansion

As expected I was denied entry.

His words through the telecom being

"Show her out.."

Well technically I was already out...

Sitting crossed leg in front of his door under the burning sun with a cheap vodka bottle in my hand was

I...the so called unwanted disgraceful bit**

His words from 2 years back not mine.....

With each harsh word he ever spoke for me ..I rewarded my self with a gulp of the nasty throat burning

liquid...

Gold digger

Disgrace

Cheating wh***

Slu*

Unfaithfully

Unloved

Finally the bottle was finished...and my eyes were drowning in tears...

Even though I was broken beyond extent I was smiling like crazy...

My sounds of laughter were irritating the guard in front of me and he decided to ignore me and go

inside...

The road was empty and my destination was In front of me..

I held the railing of the big door and started shaking it...

The letters AR written on it made me push and pull it harder trying to open it....

"....Andro.......pl....EA......se. open....up.....Open Up!!! Open this godamm door!! I need to see you!!!

Open it!!"

I started low but now was screaming on top of my lungs..

The bypasses were giving me strange looks..

But I didn't stop...

Finally the guard appeared and pulled me away from the door..

He dragged me back and pushed me on the garden in front of the entrance

"Just go away you mad women!! Or I'll call the hospital staff to take you to a mental asylum..."

"You call me mental!! Huh?? I'll tell you what mental is!!"

I don't know what happened but my emotions were going overboard..

Just seconds before I was laughing and now my anger was uncontrollable.

I had a metal rod in my hand and my target was standing in front of me...

With all my drunken strength I swinged the rod with full force and next I know the windshield of his

Jaguar was in pieces..

The guard screamed in horror and people around stopped whatever they were doing.

A satisfied smile escaped my lips as I looked at my masterwork...

But my smile was short-lived...

Within seconds I was thrown on someone's shoulders and the rod fell on the ground.

I was being taken inside by none other than Andro...

His shoulder was hurting my stomach and a feeling of uneasiness settled in my throat ...

Next I know his Louis Vuitton thousand dollar shirt and shoes were soaked in my stinking vomit and he

dropped me on the grass...

Curses escaped his lips but I was least concerned...

One after the other the alcohol started rejecting my body....

If there is a better way of saying it...

He moved back from me and the maids appeared

He threw his soaked shirt at them and removed his shoes...

My vomits at last ended and I managed to breathe again...

The smell made it difficult to breathe and I stepped back from the mess I created.

In front of me was standing the Greek god himself with his 8 abs on full display....

Under the shining sun his muscles were flexing with anger while my body was heating with long

forgotten emotions...

His jaw was clenching with anger and disgust and his cold grey eyes were looking for kill.

Gripping my forearm I was dragged along inside the castle

I was pushed inside his room and his door banged shut.

"You disgusting attention seeking bi*** how dare you pull up a stunt like that??"

I giggled in response....the alcohol was still controlling my brain and I was speaking whatever came to

my mind

"Androoo ........youuu....you.....don't......love.....me.??..tell.....me......does.....Andrea's....touch.....doe...s

this....."

I placed my one hand on his chest...listening to his fast beating heart.....and the other on his cheek......

Oh god It's been so long since I felt his touch.....

His eyes softened for a second but it was soon gone.....

He pushed me back and I landed on the velvety carpet...

Giggling I lifted myself up and again approached him

"You.....can't.....de...ny......you...still...love me......she.....is.....better...than....me....I ....know....."

"She...has...looks...money....name...purity......everything.......I....am.....j...UST...a ugly street

poor....girl....a nobody.....but.....for...this .....nobody......you...are everything......"

His soft eyes suddenly glared with anger and next I know he gripped my neck and pushed my back on

the wall...

"You think you can fool me with the sweet talking.... Sapphire Brown ..you mean nothing to me !!

Nothing!! Even if you die the next second it won't matter to me!"

His grip on my neck was tight....but more than his grip his words hurted me....tears leaked like waterfall

as I stared into his cold eyes.

Another wave of up thrust in my neck boosted the choking and Andro guessed right.

He pulled my weak body to the flush and I emptied my stomach once again.

My hair was now drenched with it and I stinked like a skunk.

Before I could relax a bit I was pushed behind the glass of the bathroom and my back hit the knobs.

His face was very close to me as his hand held my wrist above my head.

I struggled for release because of the pain in my back but he refused....

"Le...ave....me..."

I managed to say

"Just stop struggling for once woman!!"

He shouted

And next I know cold water drenched me and I shrieked with it's coldness.

He had switched on the shower and now we both were fully wet under it.

I struggled trying to escape it's coldness but his grip was strong ....

He was least bothered by it.

Instead his eyes were fixed on me...his abs were now in contact with my wet self and his hair looking

perfect jelled backward.

My body reacted as a warmness rushed through me....the coldness was long forgotten as his eyes

imprisoned me.

I wish I could touch him once again...

My eyes landed on his lips and I guess I demanded more than I ever deserved.

He was expensive...his touch...his lips...and a beggar like me could never afford him.

But the heart wants what it wants and before I could stop myself I found myself leaning towards him to

feel what once was mine.

As his warm breath mixed with my stinking foul one I was bought back to reality by him

He moved back at the last moment and I slipped down the ground without his support.

He was gone banging the door shut as my tears mingled with the cold shower.

My body broke into shivers and it seemed that my body nearly died yearning for his touch.

I don't know for how long I stayed there under the shower trying to wash myself clean...

Trying to make myself deserving for him...

But no matter how long I tried

I will never deserve him

They say every priest has a past and every sinner has a future.

But for Andro a sin can never be forgotten..

No matter how hard the sinner tries

As once the hands get coloured in sin nothing can rinse it away for him.

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