Cold Shower Drama Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hopefully, no one interrupted my way, which I was grateful for. The moment I reached my room, I decided to have a cold shower. For some unknown reason, I always feel relaxed whenever I get close to water. Anyway, I let the cold water sliding along my body-hopping that I would feel any better. Yet, this isn't what happened at all. I was still feeling mad and angry, especially when the kiss scene went back to my memory. Only when I remembered the kiss, that something really stranger happened. The water running out of the shower got stronger than it ever was, causing the head of the shower to blow up. The terrifying scene led me to run out of the shower.

he called, slamming the bathroom door behind him and locking it. Breathing heavily, Dale stumbled into the shower, twisting the cold knob with shaking hands. Ice-cold water cascaded over him, shocking his overheated skin. He gasped. The coldness jolted him back to reality, chasing away the visions that had overtaken him. He pressed his forehead against the cool tile, feeling the chill seep into his bones, calming the fire that had blazed so suddenly.

//// ` Summer I stood in my shower, allowing the hot water cascade down my body as memories of what I saw came flooding my mind like it never wanted to stop. At first, I had tried to make sure I was nowhere in sight when he gave his speech. I was about to call it a day and head back to my room when I saw this tall, thick and beautiful lady Krazy's mum brought to him. Never for once have I thought his mum was okay with his dirty lifestyle of having different women until Krazy kissed and burst that room open, taking her inside with him. “Whatever, it's not like I care, anyway.” I muttered and increased the shower to pour out water even more.

"My shower stopped working." Chihun turned to look at Doona, and her face was flushed red. This entire situation had to be as embarrassing for her as it was for him. He had never let a woman into his apartment, now one –he barely knew with an adverse and almost allergic reaction to men– wanted to use his shower. Was his life some sort of Korean drama? Chihun thought and scratched his head. "Did you tell Mrs. Matron?" Chihun asked, unprepared for the fury that erupted from Doona.

“Dominic, are you coming back down? We have less than four hours until the limo gets here. We need to hurry!” I stepped into the doorway to shout down the hall. “I need to take a shower first!” Then grumbled under my breath. “A very long and cold shower.” I heard a giggle coming from the room as I left. The cold shower helped to relieve my arousal. At the center of my fantasy was her breast. I toweled dry and dressed in a white undershirt and boxers before grabbing a robe. I didn’t bother wearing real clothes because the moment I stepped downstairs, I would be flocked around and treated like a doll.

Horror flooded through me as I realized that he might be the person in the shower. I heard the water stop, even as Dierdra and Zara both shoved the door open to my room and knocked me backwards. I scrambled across the floor, using the sheet to cover my nudity, and glared at them. “You have no right to barge in here,” I yelped, “Leave at once!” “Not until you admit that you were unfaithful last night!” Dierdra crowed, and curious faces thronged at the doorway, looking in at me with judgy stares.

I pleaded, partially because I don’t want them to see my cuts, although they will but I need to prepare myself mentally for it. I entered the spacious bathroom, with a rainfall showerhead that cascades warm water down, enveloping me in a soothing embrace and washing down my worries and sadness down the drain. The steam fills the air, creating a tranquil atmosphere. As I stepped into the shower, the water gently caressed my skin, washing away all tension and worries. The scent of a fragrant shower gel fills the air, adding a touch of indulgence to the experience. I close my eyes, allowing the warm water to rejuvenate me, preparing me for the grand mafia ball ahead that I know I would never fi

**SCARLETT'S POV** I stand in the shower, letting the scalding heat of the water wet my hair and warm up my entire body. The tears in my eyes falling more rapidly than the water from my shower head. I am exhausted; drained; just in need of exactly this - crying in the shower.

With some care, they spread some of the powder over the sink and with the help of a card, I inhale the amount necessary to make my nose redden and my eyes bulge. On the wooden surface, there are still traces left by me purposely for when Adam enters, he is faced with the first announcements of the chaos that awaits behind the tub. For that is what I step into next, allowing my body to be overcome by the cold water falling from the shower, the only noise I hear until the creaking of the door opened by the CEO. I see nothing but the shadows of his silhouette drawn on the plastic curtain that separates us as an audience and the dramatic show to be performed.

Now, I just wear enough clothes that’ll cover it up to avoid unwanted attention. I draw away from the mirror and step towards the shower. I turn it on and leave it on cold. Cold showers help me relax in times like these and it’s always my go-to recipe for relief. I sigh and unwind against the feel of the water on my skin, and my eyes shudder. My mind wanders back to the events that took place today and then to Dane and me at the library. “I’m not done with you yet!” Dane’s voice sneers at me and my eyes open to see him towering above me in my small-space shower, his eyes glowing red.