Alta Rodriguez's one goal in life is pretty simple; to survive. Which is why, to achieve said goal, she's landed herself in one of the most affluent stripclubs in Prescott, Arizona. Where she meets him. Lorenzo Vitale. Controlling, demanding, intense. The self made billionaire rocks her world until she's left questioning herself in regards to his dark desires. After one insanely passionate night with him, Alta finds herself back in her destitute world, never to see him again. But fate works to bring them back together, and also to test their bond. Would it hold up against Alta's dark past? Would it survive under the strain of conflicts both internal and external? Warning: Mature content. Suitable for readers above the ages of 18.
View MoreLorenzo had indeed sent the right apparels for the occasion. And that left a glaring question in my mind.How had he found out where I lived?Cautiously, I treaded towards the boxes and bags on the ratty sofa in the living room of my apartment. My gasp filled the room along with the ruffling sound of the bag as I bent and opened it. Inside the bag was a set of jewelries that was obviously worth more then I could imagine. Grabbing my keys, I set for my room.I placed them on my bed and set about to opening them one by one. I withdrew a pair of white platforms and a designers bag. I took out a pair of--I automatically blushed--a pair of red gauzy underwear and black halters. Then slowly, with my mouth hanging open, I lifted a lengthy red gown from the bag.Facing the mirror, I held the dress before me. The bodice had a sweetheart neckline and the cinch at the waist made way for a hugging floor length skirt with a long slit running up a moderate length at the left thigh. I smoothed my ha
Agnes watched me from across the table. The occasional sound of crickets and people stumbling along the stairs cut through the silence once in a while. Agnes finally spoke up, "So let me get this straight. You happened to find a mega rich billionaire and he proposed to pay you to sleep with him for five weeks. Four grand a night.""Yeah," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "That's pretty much it."She reclined on her chair, expelling a breath. "Wow... Just. . .wow. This is..." she trailed off, searching for a word."Crazy?" I supplied, dreading her verdict.She surprised me by saying. "No. Amazing.""Amazing?" I was a little shocked."Yes, amazing. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, one that could afford to heal mum once and for all." She held my gaze. "And It seems like you like him. Do you?" she peered at me closely.Still a bit shocked, but no less grateful for her acceptance, I stumbled over my words. "Uh-I-we-he... We don't like each other, at least not in the way you me
I was barely aware of the sounds and movements around me; the light bustle and chatter of people, the sound of engines petering off, or of high heeled legs stretching out of posh cars. No, what I was aware of was the six foot male beside me. The warmth of his large hand on the small of my back, the raw vitality and animal grace he exuded.And his smell. I covertly leaned in closer, surreptitiously sniffing him. His smell was divine. Sensual. Male.His deep voice suddenly sounded beside my ear. "Are you sniffing me, amore?"Even as I shivered, my face warmed in embarrassment. Curse my readiness to blush: it was the one innocent thing life hadn't managed to beat out of me."Of course not," I said. I hoped I sounded as nonchalant as I'd intended."If you say so." That deep, amused rasp again.We neared his car and I was shocked when a bulky man came out of the driver's side. He had a long beard and a full sleeve tattoo on his right arm, and his hair was closely cropped to the sides. I wa
He started with listing me my benefits."For each night spent with me, you get a total of two grand." My world tilted crazily. Two grand was a lot of money!"How many nights am I going to be spending with you then?" I asked, trying to keep an open mind about the whole situation."Thirty five nights. Your stay with me would span a term of five weeks."Five weeks, I thought, swallowing down a knot of apprehension forming at the back of my throat. Five weeks, I could do this."And I'll be getting you a spot in the most thriving apparel co--""No," I protested. "Just get me back to La Trésor."He looked at me keenly, then shrugged slightly. "Alright." And he continued, "You get a day off on Saturdays, and get to control your schedule only on Tuesdays."When there was a stretch of silence, I nodded.He leaned forward, calm. "And as for your obligations. You have got only two rules you're to strictly abide by. One; come to me whenever I bid you to do so. And two; be open to whatever it is
He wanted me?Too bad I couldn't want him."You know what," I started. "Thank you and everything but that is out of the question. I'm afraid I'll have to refuse the honour of being your booty call."A look flashed in his gaze. Surprise. Surprise at my refusing his 'admission'. I near rolled my eyes; guess someone wasn't used to being told No."And you refusing is out of the question," the jerk announced firmly."You'd have to deal, then, or better yet, ask some other person," I said.Surprise still stark on his face, he asked, "But, why? It's not anything that you're not well practiced in."F*cking prick. "I see being a douche is something you're well practiced in."His brows rose. "Touché," he muttered. Then said, "Give me one reason why you don't want to be with me."Be with him? If ever there was an euphemism for selling your favours..."I'd tell you two. Number one," I listed. "You are the most inconsiderate a*shole I have ever had the misfortune of meetin--""Why would you say th
Night gradually submerged the area and the chattering of people tuned down. I looked up when the sound of my cell being opened reached my ears.The stone faced officer approaching me had me sitting up straighter."You're free to go, Miss Rodriguez.""What?" I asked, not believing my ears.He didn't reply me, just removed my cuffs and started to lead me out. I was released?? On what grounds? No one could afford to pay my bail.My eyes wide and looking about my surroundings, I made to ask the officer another question when we ventured into the reception. One person caught eyes. Lorenzo Vitale. An angry Lorenzo Vitale.The officer addressed him in low tones, "Here she is, Sir."Lorenzo nodded at him, and when the gangly man left, Lorenzo's gaze focused on me."Follow me," he ordered, striding out of the reception.I was left staring at his retreating figure, flabbergasted. What the hell was going on here.After a while of staring at the doors, I collected myself and ran after him. He was
Madame Priscilla.And some police officers.I wasn't given time to process their presence in my apartment when a large officer approached me, saying, "You're under arrest, Miss Alta Rodriguez, for stealing from Mrs Priscilla Vitale. Anything you say or do now could be used against you in court."I couldn't believe any of this was happening.The cold feel of cuffs chilled my wrists as my hands were being pulled behind my back, and the cuffs slapped around my wrists."Let's go." Out we went, through the doors and past the wide-eyed looks of my neighbours. My cheeks burned in hot shame. I couldn't believe this was happening.Ok, I could, because some part of me, a part I kept locked in the furthest recess of my mind, had told me that Madame Priscilla would leave no stone unturned in her aim to find me. And I'd also thought, if she happened to get hold of my personal Intel; I and my family would've already been on a first class flight to Florida...Dreams squashed. Nightmares coming to fr
Changing into my tee and shorts, I headed home. The silent cab was a welcome respite from the boisterous club, my loud thoughts weren't. Even now I bothered about a lot of things. Was my mum okay? Her caretaker was getting a little grumpy off late, had she neglected giving mum her night medicines? What would mum and Agnes think of the five grand I was bringing in?They'd be suspicious, that was for sure.And now I had to think of an excuse to make up for my sudden amassment of wealth. My job? Not an option. It's higher ups couldn't afford to pay their workers in advance, and even if they did, wouldn't scratch the surface of two grand. And there was the fact that I'd just been fired.I groaned in agony. Now I'd have to think of how to get a new job. On and on my thoughts went, from one problem to another until the driver stopped in front of my worse for wear apartment.It was a glaring contrast to the luxurious club.I was practically Cinderella ret
I knew things were about to go downhill when his body tensed beside mine. Slowly he stood up and removed the rubber from his length, throwing it into a near waste bin.With uncertain eyes, I watched him as he opened a drawer and took out wads of cash from it. After a while he threw some money towards where I laid. "That's five grand," he said impersonally.My heart seized beating. Five grand! That could foot nearly half my mother's hospital bills.In a bored tone, he drawled, "You're not saying anything. What, it's not enough for you?" He looked at me with a disdainful smirk. "You'd want another round with me, won't you? Think it'll bring you more money."A stillness gradually overcame my body. I looked at his cold grey eyes, and felt like raking them out. "Why," my tone was brittle, "are you behaving this way?"A dark brow rose, "Behaving what way, Amore?" He stood and walked over to the windows, naked.I realised this was the first time I
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