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.

Icy Shots on a Hot Billionaire - Racing Book 1

 I tilt my icy stare at him and, without looking, take another cigarette and light it. I lean my back on the chair and have both my hands on the table now, with the cigarette in my left hand. 


He smirks at me and has a cocktail of heats in his eyes that are burning me, but I’m iced at this moment. I shut down my feelings for him and take an iced bull stare too at him. It’s an Alpha battle between us. He’s just winked with lust at me. 


I fucking hate you when you act like this. I just feel like a sexual object. That’s all. 


 “You don’t say, baby. You get to fuck me whenever you want, and I have to obey to your wants and orders, right?” 


I penetrate him with a mighty demon look and have my stare straight into his dark blue eyes, penetrating them with authority, having my head a bit aside, to burn the motherfucker, and all serious at him. 


Chapter 47 - She Godfather...