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..."
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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?
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Chapter 1
He started taking long fast strides towards her, his hard cold ocean eyes not leaving hers, Limo grinned as she snapped her finger.
Zalexander's feet stepped on something that carried him up landing him on the ground.
"Hahahaha!" Limo laughed out loud, her cute bananas peels just did wonders now.
"My trap actually worked, sorry it turned out to be you that fell the victim of it" She pouted so cutely blinking at once as she stood up.
"You bitch!!" Zalexander was angered, he stood up and made to charge towards her but Another banana peel brought him down.
"Hahahaha!" Limo laughed out loud again. She rushed towards him before he will stand.
"This is for laying your filthy hands on me and locking me up here for that ugly makeup to insult me with bananas"Saying this she kicked his groin.
"Ahhh!!!" Zalexander groaned in so much pains his eyes red as he glared at Limo who was just grinning at him.
"If...if...if I get my hands on you...I will...I will kill you!!!" He roared.
"Let's see you try, goodbye handsome arrogant... what's your name?" She asked as she took some bunch of keys from his Joggers pocket.
"Fuck you!" Zalexander cursed her.
"Hope you survive" She blew kisses on the air for him escaping through the window.
DAYS AGO...
Inside the city of Las Vegas, around 4 pm in a small apartment, a young couple are Having the loudest arguments and mouth fight until one crossed it's boundaries receiving it hot from the other opponent.
"Repeat what you just said Jericho" Limo turned away from the mirror that she was checking herself out facing him in full.
Jericho palmed his forehead as he stared disgustingly at her "You're a hole Limo..." He repeated his previous words to his girlfriend who was almost dressed half naked to work in a club house where Harlots reside which already made her one.
What angered him the most is that she didn't even tell him about this before accepting the job offer.
Limo evil chuckling recalled his memory back to the happening. He stared onto her face, her beautiful v shaped face had turned cold, also her brown Shiny eyes.
"What did you just call me?" She asked.
"That you're..." Before he can repeat what he had said to her she landed a hot slap on his right cheek.
"What the fuck!" His eyes widened.
"Shut it you fucking In gret!" She landed another one at his left cheek. Jericho charged towards her raising his hand to hit her but he stopped half way remembering all she had done for him.
"Try it Jericho, try it... after all I have done for you this is the way you pay me back? I feed you Jericho, I clothe you, I shattered you. I do all kinds of job to pay our bills what do you do? All you does is to fucking drink and party around with your friends" She lost it ranting on his face, she raised her hand to hit his face again but he took strides backwards immediately for the safety of his handsome face so that she won't destroy it.
"I appreciate all of it Limo, I'm your childhood Friend that turned into your boyfriend. I was with you when nobody was there so I deserve what you're doing for me. You should even do more you bitch" Jericho fired.
Limo shut her eyes close suppressing her anger, she bite so hard on her lips she had already applied red shiny lip gloss.
"And now you want me to watch you fuck around at a club. Fucking those rich mother fuckers!" He continued.
Limo laughed out loud "I can see your problem, your problem here is for me to give you my pussy to fuck which I will never do. I did rather f**k those rich mother f**kers with lots of cash than allow you f**k me!!" She shouted on top of her voice, she walked towards the bed, her high heel making clicking sound.
Jericho stared at her, since they started dating she hadn't allow him f**k nor touch her.
"Then watch your pu**sy rotten bitçh!" He stumped away leaving the scene.
"F**k off broke a*s thing. Find a life and never return back to me!!" She rushed outside shouting at him with her eyes on his retreating back.
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