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Icy Shots on a Hot Billionaire - Racing Book 1

New York City gives the start of a romance. Or does it? Selena Duchmond is a single 31-year-old Marketing Manager at a humongous real estate company for the last month. She’s a curvy girl, with a professional attitude, and nothing intimidates her, not even the hottest and wealthiest guys out there. Personal problems? Three million dollars in debts for her side family business since the economic crisis, and a shitty health. Are these problems keeping her out of being an Alpha girl in her all? Not at all. Nobody in the office knows about her problems. She’s just considered the fatty, arrogant ass. Oh! And the Ice Queen. Ice Queen? She keeps all male population in a friendzone manner or strictly business. Why? She doesn’t believe in true love. All attempts on her from guys are considered as fake and unreliable promises. Her only wish is to restore peace and stability in her family. When the hot billionaire is waiting for the Marketing Manager at the meeting who is kind of late, and lays his eyes on her, though she’s not his type in general, a strong impression envelopes his being. Seeing she’s not having any reaction at the sight of him, his interest spikes so much that the burning fire of having her urges him to accept the challenge of making her his…. What will he do to make her his? Will he take advantage of her financial situation to turn things into his favor? Will he be the fire that will melt the ice that traps her heart? Will she make him a one woman’s man? Will she surrender to him? Will their story be a romance of true, pure love? One thing is for sure, she’s his Angel and he’s her Satan.

Andra-Cristiana Stan · Urban
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75 Chs

Chapter 15 - Raging

Eric's POV:

I’m in front of the entrance, with my hands in my pockets and a look that I don’t think I have ever had on my face, probably like Devil himself, waiting for Don to show his damn face.

He comes with such a bright aura all over him and a face of a man that has what he wants. When he sees me, all that becomes a dark night with a stormy cloud over him. He stops walking.

“Come here, Don. Just come.” I say between my teeth, stressing each word.

“Eric? What are you…” He stops speaking, looking behind me. Probably Justin or Rick motions at him to either shut up or run. I don’t care.

“Come here, I said! Now!” I thunder, making him come with timid steps to me.

“Yes… Eric… I…” He stumbles over speaking.

“What did I say to you?” I kill him with my burning glare. That’s step one.

“Eric. Please. Give up, man. Please.” His stance is submissive, but he’s still blabbering.

“Give up on what?” I narrow my eyes at him in anger, with my left eyebrow up. At this point, my men, ten of them, surround us. They know I’ll snap, and they assure cover for people to not see much of what’s happening.

“Selena is not yours, man. She’s…” That’s the only thing he says before I smack his face sending him on the ground. There is nothing around me anymore, just me and him.

“You dare kissing her?!” I take him by his jacket and punch him again. “You hug MY woman?!” Another punch hits his face. “You want to fuck MY woman?!” Third punch. “Sworn brother?!” Fourth punch. “You put her on racing?!” Fifth punch. “I’m going to kill you, motherfucker!” I lose count of punches when Justin yells at me right before I give him a deadly hit.

“Eric! Don’t kill him!” He grabs me from Don, but I punch Justin, too, by instinct. All the control I’ve had over my emotions all day, all the shit I’ve put up with seeing Don with her, are all out now. I’m unstoppable. Don has lost consciousness; he’s bleeding. But I’m like a Rottweiler that when sees blood is more hyped in fighting than stopping.

“Boys! Stop him! Now!” Justin orders as I’m grabbing Don once again. They’re keeping me away from him while I’m a monster, not wanting to let go of this. I’m a bull seeing red and having the target in front of my eyes.

I start breathing as everything is at maximum speed inside. “Let go of me. I’m chilled. You can let go. Now!” They do it slowly. Two men take Don away.

“Eric? Are you alright, man?” Justin asks. I loosen my tie to breathe. It doesn’t do the trick. I take it off and give it to him. I unbutton my shirt at the neck. In my entire life, I have never done this over a woman. One that I even haven’t got to fuck.

“Let’s get into the car. Have men on her footsteps. See if she saw or heard any of this. Make sure nobody did. I don’t want her to find out. I need to take a cold shower and change. I’ll make it official today on everything. Have the contract at hand.” I get into the car.

“Yes, boss.” He replies. I motion Rick to start the car.

“Take us at the rented house. Justin? Cancel the race tonight. We’ll reschedule it. Don’t promise a date yet. Keep it pending.” He follows the order and I take my phone out to see what Selena is doing. I know seeing her would calm me down. I hope she didn’t see the scene.

“Finally!” She says, looking at her laptop in her office.

My Angel… What are you doing to me? Who am I now? “I’m so fucking tired. Good the money is in the bank. I’ll pay them tomorrow.”

She got the money from the client. I’m tired, too, baby… I would want to sleep with you in my arms…

She stands up from her chair and stretches her body with her hands in the air.

“Oh! I needed this!”

She turns me on again. I forget about Don and about anything else. I have my manhood take over me. She’s so beautiful. She’s so natural. She’s mine. She locks the door at her office and goes to the leathered sofa. She looks at it.

What is she thinking?

“I took the blanket at home last time. Shit!” She crosses her arms.

She’s so sweet. I can be your blanket...

I smirk.

She undresses her suit jacket.

If you’re stripping, I turn the car back to your office. I swear to God, that’s my final limit…

She’s in her sleeveless top and mounting on the sofa, tucking herself in with her jacket. It’s a longer jacket, covering her till the knees a bit. She has the position of a baby in a mother’s womb. She closes her eyes and sighs. I just stare at her. I have never seen such a breathtaking image. Only her wings are missing. The rest is in place. She doesn’t look like a 31-year-old woman, more like 20. Her face is angelic. Her innocence is screaming through her skin.

I’ve never looked at a woman sleeping. I didn’t feel doing so. After sex, I just wanted them to go. Their sight annoyed me. Yet, I can’t get bored looking at her. I love looking at her. Watching her. Feeling her.

When her arm’s muscles tensed up under my grip in the coffee shop, it sent me a penetrating wave through my entire body. I have to say, I’m her slave. That much I love her. Love? Yeah, this is real love. I’ve never been in love. Just playing around. This is true love what I feel for her. And she didn’t do something on purpose to impress me. Her personality, her judgement, her appearance, her innocence, her conduit, her reactions, her flaws, her qualities, her speech, all that impressed me, my manhood, my heart. In just one day, I’m all hers.

She sleeps with a veil of peace over her face on that couch. I watch over her. I zoom in on her face and trail my finger over her cheek and then her lips. I’m crazy, I know. But I can’t help it. She upgraded me with a new software. The old me is gone. The new me is hers, and she’s mine.

We reach the house. I go in, on to the stairs and in the bedroom. I put my phone on charging, take my clothes off and go in the bathroom to take a shower. I need a cold one to chill my senses. I can’t have her. Other woman is out of question. So, I must cool off with the cold water over my body.

After 15 minutes under the shower, I get out, put a towel around my waist and have another to dry my hair. Justin calls me from the bedroom.

“Eric? She didn’t step out from the office. Everything is secured. I canceled the race. Don is in the hospital, but he’ll be fine.” He is waiting for me with the contract in his hand.

“Did you modify it how I texted it to you?” I come out from the bathroom.

“Yep. All good.” He gives it to me. “Eric? The meeting from 2 pm today.”

“What about?” I start reading the contract for a final check.

“The guy is pissed you didn’t show up.” He waits for my orders.

“Remind me the amount of that business.” I continue reading the contract.

“100 million.” He gets a relaxed position.

“I’m the investor, right?” I’m still reading the contract.

“Yes.” He knows where this is going.

“Teach him some manners and take the other business I put on hold for this one. He’s out.” I don’t stop reading the contract. This is my life’s contract and I don’t want anything out for Selena to take an exit from. She’s a Law major among others, so she’ll read it in detail for sure. I saw how she did it with that notice from the bank. I can’t leave things uncovered. I’ll have her sealed to me forever.

“It’s done.” He smirks.

“Justin? You’re my brother from another mother.” I wink at him and smile. “The contract is perfect, and it’s already legalized. When she signs this, it will immediately become effective. It will hurt her, I will hurt her, but it needs to be done.” I put it on my bed.

“Eric. I’m happy for you. It’s the best decision. However, keep yourself in control. Having her in your bed, will not be soon. You need patience and understanding. Make the difference between wife and casual women. She didn’t have someone so far, she’s at a mature age, she’s going to be difficult to submit to you. From what I saw her, she’s not going to accept it with you. Forcing her will turn everything against you. I don’t know what to say more, but I think you understand what I want to say.” He’s advocating for her again. My man is on her side. Sweet.

“Get out.” I turn to my wardrobe that now has my suits and stuff.

“Waiting for you downstairs.” He goes out and closes the door.

I’m waiting to see how she’ll react to this… It won’t be an easy situation for her… I’m sorry… It pains me to do it to you like this… But I can see there’s no other way to make you sign it and be with me…