ICY SHOTS ON A HOT BILLIONAIRE – CHAPTER 23 – COMPETITIONS. DAY ONE

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A/N. Hey guys! I’m writing this on the go, so expect it to not be edited. Typos, punctuation, grammar mistakes, etc. might be in place. Sorry about that… Hope you’re enjoying the story so far! Any comments on it would be awesome! Happy reading! Kisses!

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curvy girl hot billionaireEric’s POV:

Yeah. Yesterday was torturous for me again. She attacked me all day and night for every move I made on her. No. I haven’t had her. She feels much better, probably because she didn’t miss her insulin shots and she could chill a bit from what happened with me, marriage and all.

Every time I wanted to touch her in bed resulted in a punch or slap. Only when she fell asleep, I could sleep with her in my arms. When she woke up this morning embracing me, I was slapped again. Of course, I haven’t refrained from kissing her all the time and feeling her.

She met the other arriving heads of the family in the other half of the day yesterday. Malcom pushed my nerves at maximum eyeing her and others. Luckily, I have a serious wife and not a bimbo. She never spared a look at him or them. No one existed around her, not even me, except for my parents. She bonded with mom like she was hers. They love each other and that’s pure satisfaction as a man to see when it comes to wife and mother.

She worked on the project with Marta on the phone and through Skype. She’s like a bad ass teacher with her. She also took work from her own company and dealt with. Lots of calls from Derek and Michael. She checked on her parents for about four times until bedtime.

At dinner she ate only a salad with shrimps and some strawberries. I’m concerned over her eating habits. She took some acidity pills too before bed. I read on the bottle while she showered.

There are still some heads to come. They are arriving this morning. Competitions start at noon. First is the firing field. Yeah, there are some stupid trials, but it’s a budding tradition amongst us and decisive for the leader. Who has more points, more money, more strength, and a bad ass wife is the winner.

I’m in casual attire, all black. She’s having black leggings, flat leather shoes, an over the bottom black tee that shapes her body and a short black leather jacket. Her hair is loose on her back. No makeup. Haven’t seen such beauty without makeup. All the polished wives and girlfriends are nothing compared to her. She lacks nothing. She’s fitted to be a queen. And she is. My queen.

“Eric?” That’s Malcom. He’s besides me on his range. We are on an open field for shooting at target. Selena sits on the chair behind my range next to mom, browsing through her phone and sighting.

“Yeah?” I shoot the target.

“Where did you find such a wife man? Does she have a sister or something? I would want one too.” He grins at me.

“Destiny Malcom. And no. She’s an only child.” I shoot again without looking at him.

“Fuck!” he shoots too at his target.

“Watch your language Malcom.” I send him a murdering look. I know what he’s thinking. And that is my woman he thinks of.

“Eric!” he yells glaring into Selena’s direction standing on his range. “Did you teach your wife how to use a gun? You never know man.” Still yelling to get her attention with a lustful look at her. My eyes go at her sight. She’s on her phone, delays raising her eyes. But when she does tilt her head to look at us, she shoots him with her glare right there. Oh! Baby, you drive me crazy. Love you.”

“Did you say something Mr. RaveMare? I usually don’t perceive falling flies around shit. Can you repeat that?” she doesn’t move from her spot, just killing Malcom with her icy eyes.

“Do you know how to shoot Mrs. Rodricks?” he smiles at her, scanning her reactions. I do too, but I want to beat the shit out of him this instant.

“If I know how to shoot, huh? Well, we have only one way to find out, don’t we?” she stands up. “Mom?” she addresses to mom. “Can you hold this for me for a second?” she genuinely smiles at mom. She gives mom her phone. Mom takes it and smiles back at her.

“Sure sweetie.” She has a smirk on her face. What does that mean mom? I’m all curious what mom knows, and I don’t.

Malcom gets tensed up when she approaches us, me too. What are you doing baby?

“Change the target with a new one!” she yells at the man who is responsible on my range.

“Yes madam.” He goes per orders.

“Eric, love.” I’m dead. First time she said that to me. I don’t think I can stand anymore. She’s melting me. I’m on the bed with her right now.

“Yes baby?” I can’t move. I’m trapped.

“Give me your gun.” She has a sexy smile at me.

“Are you sure baby?” I can’t think.

“I’m sure.” She kisses the corner of my mouth and cheek. Fuck! I give it to her. I’m all animal instincts right now. I might take her and go straight in the room for a whole week.

Malcom is not taking his eyes from her. He’s stuck too in fantasies with her. I’ll fucking shoot you Malcom! Don’t push it! The new target is in place. It’s that target with the contour of a man and it’s 25 feet away.

She pushes me slowly aside. “Baby? I need room please. Step aside.” She’s got a crazy look in her eyes. I comply but I’m not taking my eyes off her. Malcom too.

She changes the ammo with a new one. She knows this stuff? You have no limits in surprising me baby. My She Devil now. I want to fuck you bad right now….

She raises her right hand to the target, she closes her right eye, and moves slowly the hand from head to bottom with the gun over the target like scanning it. “Alright.” She says, and then moves her eyes at Malcom’s head with the gun in the air pointed on the target. Just one fucking hand. She doesn’t change her sight. I think she’s burning Malcom with her crazy stare of hers and fires three shots from head to bottom on target. Not looking on the target, just at Malcom. Not even for a second did she move her eyes away from him.

“Bring the target here boy.” She says to the man responsible for the target. Not taking her eyes from Malcom.

The man comes to us with the target in his hand to show us. Who the fuck is this woman?! One shot in the head, one in the heart, and one where a dick should be. What the fuck?! Oh! I’m fucking you today!

“Malcom boy. I imagined you are on the target. This is your present.” She takes the target and throws it on him. ” Next time when you’ll address to me with that attitude it won’t be the target. Are we clear? Never ever speak with me or look at me without being asked. Are we on the same page now?” Oh! You’re getting it today Angel! Malcom is shocked but turned on visibly. He doesn’t say anything, just stares at her. She turns to me. “Thanks baby. Here. Have fun. I have some calls to make.” And she gives me the gun.

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ICY SHOTS ON A HOT BILLIONAIRE by Andra-Cristiana Stan, Romania. Copyright © 2019. All Rights Reserved

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CHAPTER 1  – COFFEE IS A BITCH…

CHAPTER 2 – AN INSTANT WISH COMES TRUE…

CHAPTER 3 – FAMILY CRISIS

CHAPTER 4 – WHO’S THAT WOMAN?

CHAPTER 5 – NEED FOR MONEY, A RACE

CHAPTER 6 – RIVALRY

CHAPTER 7 – SHE’S MY WOMAN

CHAPTER 8 – BLURRED

CHAPTER 9 – BREAKDOWN

CHAPTER 10 – HEARTBROKEN

CHAPTER 11 – RAGING

CHAPTER 12 – FORCED AND PAINED

CHAPTER 13 – NO RACE, RACE ON!

CHAPTER 14 – MIND READER

CHAPTER 15 – SHIVERS

CHAPTER 16 – SATAN

CHAPTER 17 – VIRGIN MARY AND SHOCK

CHAPTER 18 – HULK

CHAPTER 19 – ANIMAL INSTINCTS VS LOVE

CHAPTER 20 – DIABETES, MY ENEMY

CHAPTER 21 – SHE’S THE BOSS

CHAPTER 22 – BOSS’S WIFE

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