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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 49 - Top Lawyer

Eric's POV:

We are downstairs for breakfast as she requested. She said that if we have breakfast there and I fuck her again after, she’ll murder me. Well, she’s right over that. My smart baby boss… So, I gave in and we’re eating now, in the restaurant. The terrace is her favorite. She likes the breeze, flowers and landscape. I don’t care about those; I have all I need in front of me. My baby Angel.

“Feeling good, baby?” She’s on her phone, scrolling through her emails and messages, eating at the same time. I love even the air around you, baby.

“Yeah. I’m good.” No look at me. Man! We’ll eat and go upstairs after… Sexy Angel…

“Baby?” Her phone rings and she’s taking the call. Fuck! I hate when that fucking phone rings! I have mine on silent… Well, Justin takes the calls when they fail reaching me…