APKDock Logo
Chapters
share
Icy Kiss And Burning Touch Novel Cover

Icy Kiss And Burning Touch

She tried to push him away but he held her so tight landing her back on the wall as he trapped her strong and small figure... actually also strong spirit. Disgust and hatred was plastered on her very beautiful hot face. "Listen Mr Ice, Whatever your plan maybe be? If you like try hitting me again... the fact is that you won't ever get in-between my legs!" She spat out angrily with a gritted teeth... Zalexander aloof hard face slightly moved a little bit as an Expression of grin appeared and disappeared instantly before she can see it. "I'm gonna burst your bubble miss fire ...watch me destroy your sexy legs tonight because you aren't leaving this room with the two intact I guess" Hearing him mumbled out these words one by one...She chuckled roughly... He dropped hard gaze down at her very opened cleavage without wavering it off...this very stare angered her so madly, Before he can know what was happening... She immediately knocked off his hands giving him a very hard kneed on his groin... Zalexander gave out a loud groan falling to his knees as he gaze up so murderously at her smirking and wet face. "Guess you're the one who isn't gon' leave this room with your two legs intact or let me say balls..." __________________________ She's fIRE and He's ICE. Their first encounter wasn't funny nor pleasant because he only wanted to have her on his bed, addressing her like a harlot. Been so hot and beautiful she got attracted towards him but she doesn't wanna give him a chance to have her because of his bold rude approach. But Mr ICE doesn't wanna give up to the extent a contract Romance got involved so that he will be able to taste her. Will he succeed? Will ICE and FIRE ever match?
Chapters
share

Chapter 4

"F**k you!!" She gave him middle finger while breathing so heavily.

Everybody just minded their business without intervening or doing anything, With a shocked and surprised state of mind, Ortega lowered himself to help Zalexander up but the venomous man kicked his hands off.

"Where is she!" His masculine voice cold as he questioned his ocean eyes diverting around the hot club house but Limo was nowhere to be found.

"Gosh Zale are you okay?" Ortega tried to observe his face but seeing the fuery in his eyes he withdrew his intension.

"Find that bitçh,Devil Knows I will f**king tore her apart if I ever set my eyes on her nonsensical useless self. Find her Ortega or have yourself to replace her" Zalexander coldly threatened. If he ever set his eyes on that girl again like he said he will strangle her with his bare hands and feed her dead body to his Tiger.

In all his life he had never been embarrassed and rejected by a girl like this. He will surely do everything within his power to get her to knee before him begging for her dear life.

Ortega gulped "I will surely find her boss"

They both left the bar

°°°°°

"F**k it!" Furiously and fast Limo removed all her clothes,with only pant and bra left on_ she landed herself on the bed.

She had just returned home after running off the clubhouse. Her mind went to travel off about her earlier encounter with the useless man.

"How dare him? Arrogant dude. Because he has money doesn't mean he will get to sleep with any woman he wishes" Ranting within her she rolled off the bed, she walked towards her table. Getting hold of an acholic cheap wine she poured herself one full glass.

Taking a deep sip from it she inhaled in total satisfaction "This feels so good, hahahah!" She laughed out loud remembering how she kicked his handsome face.

"By now he's in the hospital taking care of his handsome face that he uses to decieve women" She walked towards her mirror and stood checking out her bûtt.

"Imagine pressing my as*? I'm sorry my cute a*s I wasn't able to protect you from that phycopath" She pouted and was about to laugh again when she heard a slight knock on her door.

Her heart skipped a beat, the glass she held nearly felled off her hand when more louder one came on.

"Who's that?" She gently asked but no one answered as the knock kept on coming.

"Who the f**k are you!" She shouted this time around as she walked towards her closet, she picked up her black robe wrapping it around her bare body.

Whosoever thats knocking she's ready to face him or her. What the f**k! Who dares interrupt her good mood just now?

Furiously walking towards the door she pulled it open "Who the f**k are you motherf**..." The rest of her words hanged on her throat on whom she saw.

"Hi Baby" Jericho smiled at her he held a bouquet of flowers. Obviously he's here to apologise. But Limo knew he isn't really here to apologise but to ask her for some money.

"What do you want?" She asked roughly scanning him from head to toe, he wore suit.

She chuckled mockingly.

"Can I come in atleast?" Jericho asked.

"If I close this door you will be my door man...don't waste my time dude" She responded not even making a way for him to enter.

"Limo... isn't it obvious why I'm here?" He asked. "The flowers, I'm here to apologise" He added.

Limo chuckled mockingly again, she slowly scanned him from head to toe, then from toe back to his head again. Her eyes landing on his annoying bright face.

"Do I look like someone who can be moved by an ordinary flower? Do I look like a goat to you? Wait, were you expecting me to jump on you immediately I saw the flowers while kissing you all over..." She trailed off and snickered. "Dude get off my doorway, you can't be standing Before the door of a h*rlot"

"I'm not just giving you these flowers, I want to take you out on a dinner date" Jericho doesn't want to give up.

"Get off motherf**ker!" She adjusted pushing him off the way.

"No, wait Limo...I said I'm sorry" Jericho tried stopping her. But she shut the door before his face.

"F**k you!!" He angrily threw the flowers before her door and stumped away angrily.

You may also like

After Mom Divorced, Love Found Her Again Novel Cover
9.1
After enduring years of a cold, neglected marriage, a mother finally chooses her own happiness by filing for divorce. Stepping away from her past, she never expected to catch the eye of a powerful billionaire. As she navigates her new life, he offers a level of devotion and protection she has never known. This is a story of second chances, where a woman finds that leaving a broken home can lead to the extraordinary love she truly deserves.
Ex-Wife, Please Have Some Self-Respect Novel Cover
7.7
I was driving through a rainstorm in upstate New York, pushing my old Volvo to the limit just to pick up a Dior gown for my wife, Catarina. She needed it for a gala tonight, where she planned to spend the evening standing next to the man she actually loved, Atticus Deleon. The truck hit me head-on, crossing the center line and sending my car rolling down an embankment in a shriek of twisted metal and shattered glass. As the steering column crushed my chest, my brain didn't see a white light; it was pried open by a digital tsunami, flooding my mind with the "Quantum Archive"-billions of data points on surgery, high-frequency trading, and combat. I woke up in the ICU with three broken ribs and a concussion, but the only thing waiting for me was a screaming voicemail from my wife's assistant. "Jorden, where the hell are you? Catarina has been waiting for thirty minutes! You are so incompetent it's actually impressive." There was no "Are you okay?" or "Are you alive?"-only fury over a ruined dress and a missing tie. While I was being resuscitated, my wife was on Instagram, singing "Endless Love" with Atticus and laughing at my "tantrum." She even called the family lawyer to freeze my credit cards, wanting to make sure I couldn't even buy a coffee without her permission. For three years, I had been the "useful husband," the doormat who apologized whenever she stepped on my toes. But the accident had overwritten my desperation with cold, hard logic, and I realized I had almost died for a woman who viewed me as a liability with a negative return on investment. When Catarina finally stormed into my hospital room to demand an apology for ruining her night, I didn't look at her with the usual puppy-dog eyes. I looked at her with ice in my veins and handed her a manila envelope I had drafted myself. "Sign the divorce papers, Ms. Evans. I'm done being your canary."
From Love to Corporate Ruin Novel Cover
8.6
Elena’s life shatters when she discovers her fiancé, billionaire CEO Julian Vance, only proposed to facilitate a hostile takeover of her family’s legacy. Heartbroken and facing financial collapse, she transitions from a naive bride-to-be to a fierce corporate rival. As she fights to dismantle Julian’s empire, a high-stakes game of manipulation and hidden desires unfolds. Elena must decide if she wants cold revenge or the man who betrayed her.
He Left Me for the Woman Who Ruined Us Novel Cover
8.6
After years of shared struggles, my husband abandoned me for the very woman who orchestrated our downfall. His betrayal cuts deep, leaving me to pick up the pieces of a life he callously discarded. As he seeks a future with the person who ruined us, I must find the strength to survive the wreckage of our marriage. This is a story of heartbreak and resilience as I navigate the painful aftermath of a love built on lies and ultimate treachery.
My Love, My Ruin Novel Cover
8.4
My love. My ruin. Ashton Hampton saved me from my mother's scandal. I gave him my whole heart. Then he told me he was marrying another woman for business. My role? His hidden mistress. At our engagement party, his new fiancée accused me of ruining her brooch. Ashton didn't question it. He demanded I apologize. The crowd attacked. He watched. I climbed onto a helicopter and disappeared. Eighteen years later, I saw him on a park bench—broken, hollow, begging for one more word. I gave him two: “No comment.”
Gone With My Quadruplets: Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back Novel Cover
9.1
Five years after a painful divorce and a narrow escape from death, Rosalie returns with her four genius children. Once treated as a mere tool by her ex-husband, Byron, she now seeks a fresh start. However, Byron is stunned to discover the truth about the quadruplets and becomes obsessed with winning her back. As he pursues her relentlessly, Rosalie must decide if she can ever forgive the billionaire who once abandoned her and their family.