Melting His cold Heart

Melting His cold Heart

Nathaniel

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With hatred for her step-sister and family generally, Piper Snow finds herself in a bar wallowing in alcohol after finding out her boyfriend...No, her ex-boyfriend cheats on her with her step-sister. She gets drunk and passes out on her way home in front of a moving vehicle. *** Davis Kingston, a 27-year-old cold and handsome billionaire who commands so much power and respect, owns probably more than half of the businesses existing in the country but he is betrothed to a sassy, rude, and arrogant rich missy, camela white. What happens when Davis Kingston meets piper? What made Davis so cold? Will she be able to melt his cold heart? Can Camela stand losing Davis?

Chapter 1 One

The City of Miami,21st century***

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of moonlight shining through.

Piper stood by the window with her long hair covering half of her face, she just quarreled with Frank because she refused to have sex with him, she has very strong morals, not to give herself to anyone until marriage

'' I love Frank, but why can't he understand'' Piper said, her voice filled with complex emotions...she looked around the room, she and Frank had spent the whole day together and were having fun until they came to his apartment and Frank wanted to go down with her but she refused, he left the apartment in annoyance.

On her way home, Piper called Frank but he wasn't picking up....

"Pick up Frank, I'm sorry," Piper said with a cracking voice, after calling countless times she gave up

She drove into the snow's building, coming down from her car.... Piper 'sighed'

The Snow family was a well-to-do family, they weren't considered among the richest in the country but they lived comfortably

Piper is the illegitimate daughter of the family, her mother died while giving birth to her and she was brought up without motherly love, her stepmother detests her and she passes the hatred to her daughter, Priscilla. They both come together to make home a living hell for her whenever Mr Snow is out on a business trip.

Piper walked into the building, her stepmother and sister were both sitting in the living room discussing....she greeted her stepmother and was about to go to her room

"Come here Piper," Mrs snow said

"Yes Mum" she walked back

Mrs snow stood up and slapped her, the maid cleaning by the side gasped...

"How many times will I tell you to stop addressing me as a mum, I am not your mother, and I will never be like that cheap whore who slept with my husband for money, oh she's so lucky she died before I found out about her, if not she would have seen the other side of me" Mrs snow blurted

Priscilla laughed out

With tears streaming down her face Piper apologized "I'm sorry mum" she unknowingly said, she quickly corrected herself not without receiving another slap from Priscilla this time

"Why did you slap me?" piper shouted

" Fool, I'm only helping my mum correct you" Priscilla mocked

Piper ran up to her room, slammed the door, and sat on the floor crying, looking up at her mother's frame

"Why would you leave me to face all this alone? I have so many sad memories since I was born, why didn't you just abort me." She cried...

She sat there crying till she slept off.

*** The next morning, the sun shone brightly in a spacious room revealing the side view of a strikingly handsome young man sleeping peacefully, the alarm rang out causing the young man's brows to knit into a frown. He woke up, revealing his full face, Davis Kingston, the handsome billionaire god. He walked into the bathroom to clean up. With how built he is, one will think he pays extra attention to his body figure but no God specially designed his body. He came out of the dressing room already dressed in a well-ironed navy blue suit, his dark hair already styled. With his natural cold look he walked out of the room, his assistant, Jerry already waiting for him

"Good morning Mr Kingston" Jerry greeted

"Hm" he responded

"Sir, you have one last meeting with the CEO of Ever Groups, they are asking for a collaboration, and the meeting will be held around 4 pm" That's the last thing we have to do in this city, I already prepared the flight back home, we'll be heading home tomorrow by 8 am" jerry presented his schedule

"No," Davis said in a cold tone

Jerry shivered, scared that he might have made a mistake.

Sir? Jerry asked

"Arrange for the flight to be by 4 pm today" Davis simply said

"What about the meeting with the CEO of Ever Groups" Jerry asked

"Cancel it," Davis said....after a while, he added,

"Ever groups are currently facing bankruptcy, they're only looking for a collaboration to get funds for their company"

Jerry was stunned, he suspected Ever Group was facing bankruptcy but decided not to be forward...it's how his boss knew that was a shock to him, however, he immediately said

"All right sir, I'll cancel the meeting, and arrange for the flight"

"Anything else for me to do?"

Jerry looked at him with pitiful eyes and said " No sir, you can rest till when we have the flight, I'll come to take you to the airport". His boss was a workaholic, and he never rested, at such a young age different responsibilities rested on his shoulders. Jerry shook his head and left

Davis took out his phone to call his younger brother Daniel, after a few rings, he picked up

"Hey Bro," Daniel said in a playful tone

"Stupid, I'll be returning home this evening, Do me a favor," Davis said coldly

"Why are you so cold, anyways what do you want"

"Get Mr and Mrs Kingston out of the house for me"

"Why?"

"I badly want to rest, I don't want their nagging"

"What did you do, that'll make them nag"

"I ignored Camela"

Daniel laughed out

"It's okay bro, I'll help you"

Davis sighed and hung up

***Back in the snow family, Piper sat in her room, still trying to reach Frank but to no avail, she decided to go to his house. On her way out of her room, she heard her stepmother's voice downstairs, Piper froze, sighed, and went back inside.

She decided to wait till her stepmother was out of the house before leaving to avoid trouble, Piper works as a part-time fashion designer at the same company her best friend and step-sister works at, so she decided to work on her designs while she waits for her stepmother to go out

***Annabel Romilly

Annabel works as a makeup artist in an entertainment group, which is rumored to be owned by Felix Roberts but no one has ever seen him in the company.

She's a diligent young lady who strives to earn a living and support her aged mother but even with all the challenges she faces, she is a no-nonsense lady, pretty in her way, how she became Piper's best friend is one of days Priscilla tried bullying Piper at the entertainment company, Annabel stood up for her which almost got her fired.

Priscilla is a model, a respected one at that, because of her father's little influence she rose to the top ten models in the country. The entertainment company was hosting a runway show and was scouting for models, so top models are to look their best, naturally makeup artists are usually the busiest this season and it was rumored that the owner of the entertainment company Felix Roberts will be visiting for the first time.

Annabel was told she'd be doing Priscilla's makeup, she hated Priscilla but it was her job anyway... she sighed and knocked on Priscilla's hotel room

"Come in"

"Good day," Annabel said

Priscilla chuckled

" How unfortunate you are, the last time we met you were proving the knight in shining armor of that fool called Piper, isn't it?... Get here quickly and do your work"

Annabel silently sighed and prayed that she wouldn't get fired if Priscilla provoked her...

As expected, Priscilla provokes Annabel by insulting her mother which leads to Annabel giving her a hot slap

"Did you just slap me" Priscilla shouted, her eyes were red and the slap was so hot that Annabel's five fingers were imprinted on Priscilla's cheek...

"I'll slap you again if you dare insult my mother again foolish thing" Annabel spat, took her makeup equipment, and left.

"You slut, I'll make you pay for laying your hands on me".

******

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