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Chapter 8: 20 degree Celsius

    Chapter 8: 20 degree Celsius


    lost love


    shback


    "How dare you break these cups!! I will cut your entire pay!"


    "No ma''am please!!I am really sorry. It won''t happen again...please I need this money..."


    Thedy with specs looked at me with a disgusted face


    "Then go to the guest and ask for his forgiveness, if he forgives you then I will as well.."


    I turned around and looked at the handsome man who was standing at his seat and wiping the coffee


    stain on his white shirt.


    O man I an damned today I thought.


    I dried the sweat on my palms on the apron of my dress and made my way towards him.


    He was surrounded by his associates who kept shouting that how ill mannered the waitress was and


    how she destroyed his thousand dor shirt.


    As they saw me approaching their using fingers pointed towards me


    "Hey you!! Where did you ran off to!! Come here this instant !! Come and clean this mess that you have


    created!!"


    "Who hired an ipetent employee like you!! "


    "Fire her!! Call the manager !''


    I stood in front of the man I just spilled the coffee on.


    He was still trying to clean his shirt with the napkin and his eyes were still hidden from me.


    His hands frantically moved rubbing the stain again and again


    The wet handkerchief I held could remove the stain I thought.


    Automatically my hand moved forward and I dabbed the handkerchief on his shirt ,when I did so his


    hands stopped and he looked up at my face.


    ''His grey eyes are beautiful ''was the first thought that came in my mind.


    I looked down at his chest where my hands were lightly rubbing the stain.


    He kept staring at me and


    I could feel my cheeks turning red


    "I am really sorry!!..I Didn''t meant to..I got ..my foot stuck in the chairs leg ..and I lost my bnce...This


    shirt must be very ..expensive...I can''t even afford it and I just stai-"


    I stopped when his hand held my wrist in his, stopping me from trying to clean his shirt.


    "It''s alright ..don''t worry ..this is just a mere shirt!"


    I looked up and when I saw his reassuring smile all my nerves calmed down .


    I thought he must be fuming with Anger because of my stupid stunt but instead he was as calm as the


    Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ocean.


    "Are you sure..I mean it must be worth thousands of dors.."


    "Worth of clothes is defined by the person who wears them not the other way round....ragazza carina"


    I was spell bound not only by his looks but also by his words.


    Do gentlemen like him still exist?


    " Sir we had a meeting after this...you can''t go like this....."


    "Non dirmi cosa fare Russo ... e non penso che i vestiti siano importanti quando tutti sanno chi sono!"


    (Don''t tell me what to do Russu and anyways I don''t think clothes matter when everyone knows who


    you are)


    "no, signore, no"


    The person who interrupted us said and bowed down


    Who is this man!!


    With so much power and beauty and not to forget that fluent Italian he spoke and that melodious voice.


    The manager arrived who was the samedy with specs


    "I am really sorry on her behalf Sir...we will take full responsibility for her actions.."


    His eyes againnded on me and I looked down unable to meet his eyes without gawking at his beauty


    and aura.


    "It''s alright...this was just an ident so don''t me her for anything whatsoever..."


    He said referring to me.


    I looked up to see him already staring at me


    "..No ..sir I won''t ...then she is forgiven I guess?"


    Manager looked expectantly at him


    "fu perdonata nel momento in cui posai gli hi su di lei"


    (She was forgiven the second Iid my eyes on her)


    I gave him a confused look as he passed me a small smile


    He held out his hand for me to shake


    I again wiped my sweaty hand on my apron and held it out shaking hisrge strong ones.


    "Nice meeting you Bambino...I am Alessandro Romano"


    "I am...Sapphire Brown Mr Andro"


    He smiled a contagious smile at the nickname I gave him and left leaving me star struck with his beauty


    and personality.


    shback over


    "Saph!!Saph !! Hey hurry you need to clean the pool ..Maria will eat you alive if you don''t do it!!"


    "Hhh??"


    I looked at Arie to realise I have spaced out


    "Hurry!!Maria ising and the pool-"


    "O h sh** I jumped out of the bed and ran passed the corridors collecting the cleaning supplies and


    pool on my way.


    As I opened the door to the pool area bright light evaded my eyes blinding me for a few seconds.


    Sounds of water sshing could be heard and I realized I waste ...veryte.


    My duty is to clean the pool everyday before anyone uses it but today someone was already inside the


    pool.


    I moved ahead to see someone with a very toned back swimming in it.


    Diverting my eyes I started sweeping the floor near the pool ,every time my hand would reach near the


    edge of the pool I maintained distance from the pool because of my fear of falling.


    Looking into the depths of the pool and not knowing how deep it goes is scary especially for a non


    swimmer like me.


    Everyday I cleaned it like this only


    I even asked Maria to change my duty as I was notfortable near the pool but her words were


    ''Jump into it and getfortable ,don''t give me theseme excuses''


    I was busy staring at the floor looking for any spots I missed when arge ssh of waternded on


    me making me scream in surprise and drenched in water from head to toe.


    I looked around and saw Andro''s faceing out of the surface of water


    He ran his fingers through his wet hair and looked at me .
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