Icy Shots on a Hot Billionaire

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d lunch bread. Stress is drying me out. I cal

ond. May I briefly speak with you or I’m

Back from the Big Apple?” He seems h

for when you’ll be able to wire the money? The workers need to be paid.” I have a smiling and warm voice. You never want to

” I hope he doesn’t play me. I can’t keep my cool forever. We are building him a ten-level block of flat

tighten my grip on the wheel t

the pay as I signed it. We have a new employee and has things all over the place. Freshmen. I

et solved, we’re good. Wish you a great blessed day!” Asshole… I roll my eyes, but

n’t want to end

I have same

convenient to you. I want some additional contracts for the extension in the bac

t back to you around 1 pm, tomorrow? Maybe I can find an hour from then on if it

call. Check the bank today. You’ll have the payment w

. Talk tomorrow the

good one!” He says, a

s!” I roll my eyes and puff while driving to an old friend. Well, not friend. He’s… He’s com

. One of the main clubs in the area. I park my car near the place, stop the engine,

ar. My keys go into the other pocket. I look at the

t opened yet.” I’ve forgotten I don’t have my ugly suits on me. I have the new clothes that reveal my body line, and not making me fatter like the old o

ive him a bossy look. “Where’s Don? I need to speak to him. T

to him.” Same guy speaks, checking me out with his ey

he fires you, don’t come crying.” I

er in.” His face is dropping. “Yes, boss! Sorry, boss! Right now, boss!” He is stressed out with eyes widened. “He’s waiting for you in his office. He

lubs with a trendy décor, expensive lights and animator cages. A big screen for music videos and a DJ booth. I walk upstairs to Don’s office wh

or a few moments. Shit! Why am I here? Can’t

the door. Not because I wanted to be here

p a straight fac

ree months?” He comes to me with a smirk to g

n.” I’m avoiding him and going to sit on the chair in front of his desk, leaving him

’m not… I don’t.” He smirks. I roll my eyes and have a mad look. “Talking about sexy. You look way sexier now! What did you do?” He comes to his desk

te hair, ravishing green-blue eyes and perfect lips. He’s wearing black skinny jeans that embrace those muscled legs, a black belt from Gucci, black V-shaped T-shirt that reveals his musc

is arms crossed. “Damn! You’re beautiful.” Damn! I would so fuck you right now. All

roll my eyes a

aces his elbows on

ney.” I bl

?” He gri

illion.”

to you now.” He ta

hat!” I ye

spikes a

?” I say on a low vo

be kidding me… No, S

m in.” I hav

e is contracted and has an opaque glare at me. Not really since 12 years ag

f I wasn’t. You know that.” I t

you, love. I was drunk last time, but I was sincere with you. I want you. And not for one night. Don’t drive me cra

care. I want the race. Is there one and how much is the prize?” I cu

nd bites his lower lip. “Tonight. Midnight. Ol

drifting.

If you break it, you pay for repairs.” He says

your car?”

th a furious look. Don’

e race.” I raise my hands an

e’s a big crowd and lots of drivers. It’s the biggest race this year. I’ll cover for you though.”

nutes earlier. Thanks, Don. See ya’ later t

” He says on a lustful v

t the office and

and on my ass. “Where are you going, sexy?” That’s

on the ground. “Who gave YOU permission to grab MY ass?!

eing red, looking at the man on the floor and then at

The guy says to me

” I scream at him

ou do to her?” D

ur girls to act on clients?” The guy says, standing up. WHA

statement makes me roll my eyes at Don. He starts beating the shit out of him, raging. “You

tood the message!” I know he mig

aving us alone. He doesn’t look at me. He’s so tensed

said it in front of that man but I’m not your woman. N

h… Drop the shit… I’m no one’

e.” He’s a player. I don’t need or want men. I’m perfect

nore him and get to the lobby area. I walk away from the

king life! I go to my car, get in and start the engine. I need to go away from here and