Chapter 160 – Since When There’s Only One Set Of Balls In This Family? |Members Only| Icy Shots On A Hot Billionaire

Chapter 160

Selena

Last night I had another past time dream with Saredonna and another encounter with Horima. And yes, it was in Hell. Not pleasant at all. And I always dream of past events which I don’t remember, though I had the awakening, and I should recall every single moment of my past lives and also Death Angel existence. It seems I don’t and probably I’m dreaming about them for information.

I wanted to keep a journal on this, but I can’t keep anything out from Eric as he would find it and read it, so I memorize it and keep it in my mind. It’s not that I want to hide it from him, but he already has a lot on his shoulders with all he does, and I don’t want to add to that.

And so far, it’s nothing significant in the dreams for me to tell him about that would help. Yet, I’m keeping a track on them and trying to put the pieces in the puzzle together and see if they lead to something. If they will, I’ll tell him then.

We’re eating, but I’m not having much of an appetite. It’s since I gave birth. It’s not like before I had urges to eat, and also having diabetes I never get to eat out of my carbs and food plan, though the doctors said I’m fine now and can eat like a normal person. But I don’t as I can’t.

I’m so hungry before eating, when cooking, and when I reach the moment to actually eat, I just take a few bites and I stop as I can’t eat more. Don’t know why. And I’m doing it now again.

Yeah…. My stomach clenches again…. I can’t eat more of it…. Fuck….

“Angel? Why?”

Like I know why…. The doctors said I’m fine…. How the hell should I know?

He’s studying me and taking my left hand on the table. I shrug my shoulders.

“I can’t eat more. I don’t know why. I just feel full and kind of get sick if I force myself. I’m fine, don’t worry. I ate well at breakfast. Probably that’s why.” I lie.

I haven’t eaten at breakfast, except for a big red apple as it was all I could eat. I fed my baby, stayed with him for a couple of hours, then made some phone calls to my company as they had inspections today, and then started cooking for lunch, having such crave for a chicken soup and beef with potatoes. Now that they are ready to eat, the fuck I can.

I sip some cold Pepsi. Yes, it’s still the sugar free one. I’m keeping same routine as if I’m still a diabetic like I used to. I don’t want to fucking risk my life. And it’s good to keep a healthy diet as diabetics do. I still consider myself a diabetic, though my blood sugar levels are always as those of a healthy person.

“Hmm…. It’s probably the stress with the baby and that you spend more time at home than you used to. And the other stress…. And don’t lie to daddy, Angel…. I know you haven’t eaten at breakfast…. Daddy knows everything….” He’s kissing my left hand and smirks.

No fucking privacy at all…. You always take that fucking phone and watch me…. Like you have nothing better to do while at work…. Anyways….

I’m keeping myself calm and normal.

“I’m not stressed with the baby. I love him and of course I want to spend more time with him. The other stress, yes, that’s real. Though I don’t know if that’s the reason. I’ll be fine. It’s not like I’m not eating at all to be alarmed over it. In fact, I eat like I did before the pregnancy. So, no real problem.”

He’s penetrating me with his stare, like searching my soul.

I’M FINE!

“Baby…. You’re doing it since giving birth. And you need to eat. It’s true you didn’t eat much before, but now it’s less than then. And for the serums, you need proteins. You know that. And a sip of soup with a bite of beef, it’s not considered eating. More of a tasting, Angel.”

It doesn’t matter…. I can’t eat…. So I don’t…. I’m not feeling weak or anything….

“I’m fine, Eric. Stop worrying. I’ll eat when I’ll feel like eating. The doctors said I’m fine, so let’s not stress ourselves over it. Now, eat. It’s getting cold.”

He’s still with his inquisition tsunami eyes on me, while I’m in hurricane mode if he doesn’t drop the subject.

I do appreciate him worrying for me like this, but it’s not something the doctors said it’s a problem. They did say to force myself to eat…. But the tests came good…. And if I force myself to eat, I’ll fucking throw up.

“Fine. Tomorrow morning we’ll go to the hospital for a full check-up. I’m not letting you be like this. It’s not normal.” I want to say to him that I don’t need to go, but he doesn’t let me. “I don’t want to hear it, Angel. You get stubborn, I get it solved. Now, you eat some more. Come on, baby. Daddy knows what you need….” He’s giving me from his beef and my stomach clenches again.

You Satan….

“Angel? It’s delicious. Eat. Please…”

I sigh and take it as I can see he won’t give up, and I don’t want to end up fighting with him over this.

I so hope I won’t throw up….

He has been in his pleading all, and now smirks at me.

“My baby….”

I would kill you right now…. Stop pumping in victory over me….

“Now, eat some more. If you don’t, I’ll be a bad daddy and will take Angel straight to bedroom. And you know it’s not only a threat….” He winks at me while I puff, roll my eyes, take the fucking fork and knife, and start eating.

I so pray I won’t throw up….

“I so hate you right now….” Motherfucker…. Always your way….

“I so love you, Angel….” He smirks and I’m raging under my nostrils with an iced stare at him.

If I’ll throw up…. You’re dead…. Just to be clear….

“Oh, yeah…. We’ll be going to an event in two days.”

I tilt my stare at him while he sips some whisky, leaned back on his chair, with twinkling stars in his dark blue eyes and a smug smile.

What?

“What do you mean? Where?” I’m gulping some cold Pepsi to keep my stomach at bay.

“One of my old friends is getting married next month. You don’t know him yet as he’s in Los Angeles. Our dads know each other since childhood, and us, too. I love him as if he’s a younger brother and we have lots of businesses together. He’s also having an agency like mine, but on different stuff in a way as he’s not having the paranormal stuff, too. He’s kind of like me. I’ve helped him a lot when he started on his own and he’s to me like Derek is, maybe even more. He’s actually married officially, but he’s having the wedding next month and the pre-wedding party in two days. He invited us and he won’t take no for an answer as we also have some business to talk about. He’s having, too, some problems with his wife, as in being in danger, and he needs my help on some stuff. Plus, I, too, need his help on other things regarding us. I don’t know if you heard about him. He’s David LeAngelo, and his wife is Vivian Doreen, now LeAngelo.”

Viv?! Wow! She’s the only one in this fucking world who is like me…. And she got married? I have the feeling it wasn’t by her own choice…. If David is like you…. Then I’m sure he’s same lunatic to have got her…. I can’t believe this…. With all the shit in my life I haven’t spoken to her since her parents died…. I’m so sorry for her losing her parents and having Stevie on her own now…. Wait! She didn’t mention she married then…. It’s recent….

He must see my train of thoughts as he’s caressing my left hand.

“Baby? Something wrong?”

No….

“No. I know Viv. Don’t know David.” I have to call her…. I know she had a lot of problems and with her fucking depression…. Jesus….

He’s with his eyebrows up and a surprised stare with waves of ocean in his eyes.

What?

“You do?”

Of course I know her….

“Yes. She’s like me in many areas. Same crazy, same racing monsters, same attitude. She’s younger than me and I met her in one of my racing missions, about nine years ago. We’re best friends, but she’s always around the world and resides in LA, so, we only meet each other when she comes to New York. We do speak over the phone and text a lot. I know her problems. She’s got a shit load of them. I’ve helped her many times when she asked for it and she did the same when I did. I invited her at our wedding, but she had a last-minute mission she couldn’t miss, and she was so sorry about it. She’s the one who sent me the gold gun as a gift to kill you if you don’t behave…. Ha-ha!”

He’s laughing at that last part as I do.

Yeah, she’s crazy like yours truly….

“Then it’s perfect. You know each other, me and David the same, so it’s going to be fun and my baby will have some off time from home madness and relax for a change.” He’s happy and smirking with a mischievous wink.

No…. My baby…. I won’t let him alone at home without his mommy….

“I can’t let our baby home alone, Satan. And to take him there is not working either. He’s too young for a trip there and we don’t know what that bastard might do with my mark.”

He’s in his Alpha attitude and stare on me right now while I fake eating to avoid the clash of killer stares.

My baby comes first….

“Angel? It’s only for a couple of days. Baby son has an army of people protecting him, five Death Angels, and I’ve already talked to mom and dad to come over to stay with him. I don’t need to tell you the screams of thrill my mom made over the phone at this news. They are his grandparents and love him like we do. You need to get out, too, sometimes. And it’s already decided.”

You don’t say…. And you decided this without consulting with me first?!

Yes, I’m with my arms crossed, hurricane building up inside, and a killer-on-the-way in stare.

He’s smirking and drinking some whisky.

“You decided…. Since when there’s only one set of balls in this family?”

He’s blinking and smirking.

I’ll so kill your balls….

“Baby…. It’s for good purposes…. I want my baby to have fun, too, and it’s a perfect event to get out…. We need some time off as well. It will do us good. Stop being angry on me, Angel. You hurt daddy with your attitude right now….”

You don’t say….

“I can’t stay without my baby, Eric. I know he’s loved by everyone, but the dangers are real, for fuck’s sakes! Do you think I’ll have peace of mind and have fun in fucking LA when I know my baby is in fucking New York without me?! Look. I do love Viv and I would want to be there for her, but we have a massive shit right here as well. Only two fucking weeks have passed since the fucker erased my fucking memories and played me like that. It was real, Eric. You know his fucking powers. He can attack in many ways. He’s staying low to find another perfect moment to fuck me with another hit. On me, I don’t fucking care, but on my baby, I go mental house for that. Before having my baby, I would have said yes for Viv, but now, my baby is my main priority. He comes first in everything. End of discussion.” I stand up with my plates to go in the kitchen as I can’t tolerate that anymore.

Yeah, he’s disturbed that I don’t want to go when in his opinion he took care of everything for us to go and the baby to be safe. Well, I can’t! He’s my baby! And I can’t let him without me!

“Angel?”

No….

I’m washing my dishes to avoid him.

“He’s going to be safe. He’s not in danger here.”

YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY!

I turn around at him with my utmost crazy attitude as I snap.

“AND TWO WEEKS AGO, IT WASN’T SAFE?! IT HAPPENED EVEN HERE! IN OUR HOUSE! IN OUR BED IT HIT ME! AND I FUCKING KNOW HIM BETTER THAN YOU DO! HE’S IN HIS FUCKING HARMLESS STAGE WITH ME SO FAR! BUT SOON ENOUGH, HE’LL PASS TO NEXT LEVEL! I KNOW HIM TWO FUCKING CENTURIES MORE THAN YOU DO! YOU DON’T FUCKING KNOW ALL THAT WENT BETWEEN ME AND THAT FUCKER! WHAT I HAD TO DO TO PREVENT SHIT FROM HAPPENING! SO FAR, I DIDN’T HAVE A BABY IN ANY FUCKING LIFE! IN THIS ONE I DO! AND BECAUSE HE’S YOUR SON, HE’S BLACKLISTED IN FRONT OF HIM! WHILE HE WAS STILL INSIDE OF ME, HE CONSIDERED HE COULD MAKE HIM HIS DUE TO THE FUCKING MARK! WHEN HE REALIZED I WON’T GIVE IN TO HIM, HE PROVOKED THAT ATTEMPT OF ABORTION! AND YOU SAY HE’S SAFE?!”

Yeah, I think I’m in my Death Angel eyes, as I feel the change in me and I’m breathing like a lunatic.

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