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Chapter 68
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His Stripper Chapter 69
Max: Are you busy?Ollie: Yes. Max: See you by 7. At Eden.It wasn’t hard to make out Max in the bar. His blond hair stood out like a beacon in contrast with the subdued ambiance of the bar and his outfit. A black turtle neck with matching trench coat. When he flopped on the chair opposite Max, he said. “This has better be for a good reason or I might just kill you. ” Max leaned back, no words just a raised brow as Ollie’s hand sought for bottle positioned between them. Not caring what it was, he poured himself a generous measure into the glass. It felt dull as it slid down his throat. He’d gotten accustomed to the taste of liquor. They almost tasted like water to him. “Take another swig, you will need it.” Though, Confused at what Max was implying, he took another swig. The burn of the drink a familiar comfort. This was how he kept his sanity. This was how he kept going after June. She ruined him and he couldn’t even hate her for it. He'd accepted June the type of love he co
His Stripper Chapter 70
She was just out of the restaurant she worked part time when she bumped Rachel, Ollie’s step mother. When Rachel’s eyes met hers, the smile on her face broadened and Rachel instantly enveloped her into an embrace. “Isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” Rachel’s voice carried a warmth of genuine delight. June returned the hug. “It is.” As Rachel withdrew, she added, “How have you been?” “I’ve been good. Thank you. What about you?” June asked. “I doing well dear. What else can this old lady do?” a shared laughter echoed between them. “What are you doing here?” “I work here.” June answered, her eyes meeting Rachel wrinkled corners. Rachel said with a low hum. “I’m a regular here and I never stumble across you.” “I work the evening shift.” She’d switched shift with one of her colleague who’d pleaded with her. “Must be the reason.” Rachel said, her hand resting on June’s shoulder. “By the way, I heard you broke my son’s heart.” June tensed up, unsure of what to response. “I…” She st
His Stripper Chapter 71
Ollie had been practically glued to her side. He hadn’t been apart from her for more than a minute. And that was a stretch. He followed her around the house like a lost puppy. Whenever she took a step, he was around by her side. “What did you want? What do I need to do? Where are you going?” He would say with so much love and care. She wasn’t complaining at all about his clinginess. As a matter of factly, she loved so much. She missed him so much. Now that he was finally with her, she was never going to let go ever again. Being with him felt like she could finally breathe. She was genuinely happy. She couldn’t explain the level of joy his presence alone brought to her. They’d been indoors for four days without a pint of curiosity for the outside world. It could be burning down and they wouldn’t even care. As long as they were with each other. During those periods, they’d caught up with each other’s life. They’d shared their deepest insecurities. They’d made love so many times. Th
His Stripper Epilogue
Two years later. She did it. Finally, she was a certified interior designer. Today was another great milestone for her. With the help of the twins, her friend, Lola who couldn’t be here because she was several countries away And most especially her man. Who’d been with her through thick and thin. Whose loyalty never waver. Whose patience never ran thin. Whose love multiplied daily. Even when she moved across the country, to California, he’d followed her, he’d took charge, he’d been there for her. He’d stayed with her. He’d and made her take the backseat which she was very much pleased. He’d made her the happiest woman on earth. Her heart swelled with the ceremonial gown on her. “Oh my fu—“ Aiden’s exclamation was abruptly cut off when his eyes locked with hers. “Oh my.” He muttered under his breath. He’d become grumpier as he grew older. “What happened?” Amy’s puzzled gaze scanned the surroundings, searching for the cause of Aiden’s displeasure. A gasp escaped her lips, and sh
His Stripper Chapter 1
With her head cradled in one hand, she teetered down the hallway, her legs dancing a tipsy tango beneath her weight, aiming for the bathroom. Her heart raced with a rapid rhythm, echoing in her ears like a blaring fire alarm. The ground seemed to sway beneath her feet, rising and falling with each step she took. This was what she got for agreeing to gulp down mixes of alcohol for a penny tip. Leaning from wall to wall, she prayed that she didn’t throw up before reaching the bathroom. The presence of the soft classical music playing in the hallway intensified the nauseating sensation rising within her. It was amusing. Even after seven shots, she hadn’t passed out. And she could still make sense of her surroundings. In a state of disarray, she stumbled into the bathroom and sought support by leaning against the closest door, trying to catch her breath. A distaste filled her mouth at her reflection. She loathed the cloth she wore. But she didn’t have much of a choice in it.
His Stripper Chapter 2
Momentarily, she stood frozen in front of the horrifying scene. The previously amethyst-tiled floor was now marred with spilled drinks, and expensive wine bottles lay shattered around her. On the floor, lay a stripper with a bruised face while a man in a leopard print suit hovered over her. The man forcefully tugged at the stripper’s hair and yanked her up with it. He landed a smack on her cheek and June gasped in trepidation. For some minutes, She was immobilized, unable to take any action, as she watched the assault in shock and horror. As the stripper began to bleed through her nose, June’s instincts kicked in, and without hesitation, she stomped across the hallway and lunged at the man, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck in an attempt to intervene. Not that she could take the man. He was hefty and way stronger. But she couldn’t bear the assault. The struggle between her and the man went on for some seconds, and for a moment, it seemed as if she might have the u
His Stripper Chapter 3
Ollie had a low sex drive. At least that was what he believed before he met June. Need to say he just had a massive self-control that did not work when it came to June. The girl who had him visualizing a hundred and nine unholy ways he wanted to fuck her. He couldn’t stop thinking about how well she would take his cock. How sweet his name would be on her lips as he thrust into her. She was the epitome of his dark fantasies. An obsession from the day he laid his eyes on her. He cursed and blessed his friend, Logan for coercing him to come to the strip club with him that night. The night had changed the trajectory of his life It was the night he met Venus herself. Suddenly he wasn’t a workaholic anymore but a junekaholic. A fact he wasn’t so pleased with. It was about proving Logan wrong that he could have fun when he wanted to. But he’d ended up proving himself wrong. Because him having a low sex drive was nothing but a lie. The thought he’d had about sex for the past few
His Stripper Chapter 4
Everything made sense. The reason she was acting strange and had been so docile and submissive to him. It was because she was hurt. Someone dared lay a hand on her. A flicker of anger simmered in him. “Come over.” He said. Defiance played in her eyes. But she sighed as if too tired to go against him. She slumbered towards him, swinging her hips side by side. Creeping into the shadow, she halted in front of him “Closer,” He said. As she stepped closer, her scent waffled around him and he sucked in a breath, taking in as much as he could as if his life depended on it. He raised his head and met her gaze. Her brown eyes never ceased to give her away. “What is wrong?” slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. She blinked once then twice, surprise morphing into her face. Her cold expression cracked and softened for a moment. His head tilted, unsure as to why a simple question from him elicited such a reaction from her. “Are you okay?” he asked. His voice voided
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