Chapter 52 – Emotional Stress And Angel Food |Members Only| Icy Shots On A Hot Billionaire

Chapter 52

Eric

Baby? What are you doing? I have a fucking MasterChef to cook for us.”

My love… There’s indeed nothing you can’t do…

She doesn’t look at me at all. Her hands go so fucking fast on everything. Like a pro.

“Satan? Do you see what I have in my right hand?”

What?

Still not looking at me. She’s serving me a cold attitude, like always. She’s iced again.

“A knife, baby?”

My She Devil…

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