ログイン“Lou,” He called out before I could open the door to his office, “I have always wondered just how loud you would scream when I'm fucking you.” I stop in my tracks, unable to move or turn back to look at him, because if I do, he will see just how much his words affect me. Because this idiot man has not just said if, he said when. Years after I fled town with a shattered heart, trying to outrun the pain of a high-school romance that turned out to be nothing more than a cruel bet. But life brings me face-to-face with the last person I ever wanted to see again. The boy who broke me is now a man, and he is now the owner of the strip club I work in. I need this job to keep a roof over my grandmother’s and my head, and he knows it and he uses it tooo well. With a single sentence, he doubles my salary and pulls me right back into the gravity of his presence, like the years apart never happened. But everything changes the moment he finds out I have a boyfriend. The guilt I saw in his eyes hardens and darkens, then turn into possessiveness, something I remember all too well. He once walked away from taking what that stupid bet demanded… my virginity, and now, it’s painfully clear he intends to make sure I don’t give that part of myself to anyone who isn’t him. Because in his mind, no matter how many years have passed… I’m still his.
もっと見るLOU “You are late.” My entire body stiffened at the sound of Jaxon’s voice. I turned slowly, my face turning blank. Jaxon stood at the foot of the staircase, one hand tucked casually into the pocket of his black trousers, the other holding a glass of amber liquor. His dark shirt was rolled up to his elbows, exposing strong forearms I once traced my fingers over like they were something sacred. I rolled my eyes at the thought, replying coldly, “I’m five minutes early.” Jaxon’s lips curved faintly. “Well, that's not good enough for me.” I let out a scoff, yeah of course it wasn't, only a psychopath like him would think that way. Jaxon’s gaze slowly moved over me, from my shoes to the loose cream sweater I wore, then finally to my face, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. “You look tired,” he said. I almost laughed. “You dragged me here to comment on how I look or feel?” “Do not hate me for being concerned about my employee,” he said smiling, but I had no time for his
LOUFor a second, I honestly thought I misheard him.“Excuse me?” My brows furrowed even further, “That isn't possible.” I argued, but Jaxon's smile simply brightened.“It is indeed possible. You are now my personal stripper, you belong to me alone, and no one else.” He said, sounding weirdly possessive.His words didn’t just sound wrong, they felt wrong, like something sour settling at the back of my throat and no matter how I try, I can't get it off.“You can't do this,” I said slowly, my voice dangerously quiet.Jaxon didn’t respond immediately, Instead, he leaned back in his chair like he had all the time in the world, fingers resting beneath his chin, watching me.“You heard me, Lou,” he finally said. “Your position here has been… adjusted.”Adjusted? That's what he calls this?My hands curled into fists at my sides. “No,” I said flatly, shaking my head. “No, I don’t think I heard you properly. Because I refuse to believe you just said I would no longer be working the floor and i
LOUI pushed through the glass doors of the hospital just before the sun began to dip.My grip tightened around the strap of my bag as I headed toward the elevators, knowing the exact floor to find her. Showing up here every day of my life for the past year, the steps had already been implanted in my head.Third floor, room 312.I stopped before her ward, squeezing the brown bag in my hand. It still felt unreal even after all this time had passed, it didn't feel like one whole year of struggling with her cancer.I held the door handle, twisting it slowly before pushing it open, trying not to make a sound. I walked into the room and saw her fast asleep, her bible in hand. She must have waited so long for me to show up.I slowly approached her, my lips curling into a smile. She looked peaceful in her sleep, almost as though she wasn't battling something this deadly.I could still remember that very unfortunate day. One minute she was nagging me about eating properly, the next she was co
Lou’s POVThe moment I clicked the door shut behind me, every instinct in my body screamed at me to run down the hallway, past the stairs, through the back exit, out into the cold night air, and to just keep going until New York became a blur behind me.But I didn't, because running is what the old Lou Bennett would have done, and I am no longer her.Rather, I walked, my steps slow and measured. I steadied my breath, raising my chin and shoulders, the same way I had learned to move on that stage.The hallway behind the Vip suites was dim, lined with silver-trimmed mirrors that reflected my image as I walked. An image, even I was still trying to recognize, pale skin, dark eyes, and bold makeup.I paused in front of one of the mirrors, and for a split second, I saw her. The old Lou Bennett, the girl who used to sit on the library floor, face buried in books larger than her hands, while an enormous pile sat right next to her. The girl who was too naive to believe the rich cocky bastard w
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