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I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper An affair with a married woman
Alexander Power. What does it really mean? Does it mean having people under you, bending to your every whim? Does it mean standing on top, looking down at the world as if it’s your personal chessboard, where every piece moves at your command? Or is it something else entirely? Maybe if you’ve had power and wealth all your life, you’d see it as something trivial. It would be a birthright, an expectation, nothing more. But for me, power wasn’t just a concept or a status. It was control. Control over chaos. Control over people. Control over myself. Without power, you’re at the mercy of others. You’re a puppet, your strings pulled by hands you can’t even see. But with power, you hold the strings. You dictate how the world spins around you. With power nobody would dare mess with you. I was Alexander King, a man at the top of the world. Arrogant? Maybe. But that didn’t make it any less true. The door opened, and I stepped out of the car, the crisp morning air brushing against my f
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Chloe I walked upstairs, one hand pressed against my throbbing forehead. At least it didn’t hit my eye, I thought dryly. That would’ve been a whole new level of pain to deal with. Lucky me. All I wanted now was to get to my room, shut the door, and block out the world, even if just for a moment. But as I reached for the door handle, it swung open before I could touch it. Amelia. She stood in the doorway, arms crossed, a smug, knowing smile curving her lips. The kind of smile that said I’ve won. I stiffened, my eyes flickering past her, scanning my room, or at least, what used to be my room. It looked different. Slightly rearranged. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened. Logan had given Amelia exactly what she wanted. She was in the master bedroom now. I inhaled slowly, trying to swallow the anger rising within me. All I wanted was to slap that smirk right off her face. Amelia leaned against the doorframe, smirking. “Now do you see how worthless you are t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-20I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper And certainly not a woman
Logan “What are you doing?” I stared at my wife, leaning against the wall with a deep frown. She gasped, startled, and turned her attention to me, quickly shoving her hand behind her back as if she were hiding something. My eyes narrowed in suspicion. Slowly, I let my gaze trail over her, taking in every detail. Her clothes. Something was different. She wasn’t wearing her usual plain white dresses—the ones that never stood out, never drew attention. Instead, she was dressed in an oversized shirt and jeans. And not just any shirt. A man’s shirt. My jaw clenched. When I came back, I hadn’t even had the chance to change my clothes before Amelia came to tell me that Chloe had spent the night outside. And knowing the type of family she had, I was certain she hadn’t stayed at their place. "You didn’t spend the night here. And you obviously didn’t stay at your father’s place, so where were you last night?" “I—” I stepped closer, my glare fixed on her. Then, that feeling I hated
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Chloe “That dickhead. How dare he say that?” I sighed as Stella slammed her hand on the table, making the silverware clatter. I took another sip of my hot chocolate, letting the warmth spread through me. For the first time in a week, I felt calm. Unlike my best friend, who looked like she was about to flip the entire table over. “That motherfucker,” she spat, her dark eyes burning with fury. “He really told you to stay away from me? Me?! Like I’m some kind of bad influence?” I set my cup down, looking at her with amusement. Well, to be fair, Stella was a bad influence. Just not in the way Logan thought. Stella turned to me so fast that my drink almost spilled, but I caught it just in time, gulping it down before it could slosh over the table. “Wait,” she said, her eyes narrowing. “Is that why you haven’t been answering my calls for a week? Because that fucker doesn’t want us to be friends?” “Amelia was monitoring me like a hawk. She wouldn’t let me be alone for even a second. I
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Alexander “Name your price for the land. Any price, name it, and it’ll be in your account immediately. If you value your life, you’ll agree.” The line beeped, the abrupt sound echoing in the silent office. I stared at the phone in my hand, my grip tightening as a cold wave of disbelief settled over me. She hung up. She actually hung up on me. She didn’t ask who I was. She didn’t ask what I wanted. She didn’t even pretend to consider my offer. She just hung up on me. I didn’t need to look up to see the expressions on Leo and Thomas’s faces—they were as stunned as I was. “What just happened?” Thomas finally blurted out, his voice hesitant, as if he himself couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. “Did she just hang up on you, sir?” I exhaled slowly, my jaw tightening. This morning, Thomas had finally managed to track down the phone number of the landowner. For some reason, he hadn’t been able to retrieve any personal details, it was just the number. No name, no h
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Logan I checked my watch. Three o’clock. They still hadn’t arrived. Exhaling sharply, I ran a hand through my hair, frustration gnawing at me. I was nervous. The realization irritated me because I was never nervous. I was a proud man, and like most men, I wanted things to go my way. I had spent my whole life believing that the world was mine to mold, that I had control over everything in my grasp. Since I was young, I had always wanted wealth. To me, wealth wasn’t just about having money, it was everything. Wealth meant people bowing to you, bending to your every whim without question. It meant standing at the top, looking down at the world as if it were my personal chessboard. And I craved it. I wanted to control everything around me. I wanted to control her. It had been five years now. Five years since the thing I had once desired more than anything slipped through my fingers—before falling right back into my lap. Chloe. The woman who betrayed me. The woman who left me beca
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Alexander I was the kind of man who lost interest in things that weren’t relevant. Sometimes, I did it on purpose. Other times, it just happened. My mind had a way of shutting out unimportant people and things before I even realized it. It was a subconscious filter, eliminating anything or anyone that wasn’t worth my time. And the moment I laid eyes on the average-looking man in front of me, my brain did exactly that. Shut him out. They say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but let’s be honest, sometimes, you could. Some covers were just boring and unappealing. And this man? With his practiced smile, his weak handshake, and the way he carried himself like he desperately wanted to be acknowledged? I didn’t even need to read past the first page. My gaze shifted past him, landing on the woman standing behind him. I raised an eyebrow. What ugly eyes. I didn't mean it in the literal sense, some might have even found them pretty, but to me, they were unpleasant. Something
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Logan Eight years ago My head pounded, my vision blurred, but I didn’t stop reading. I forced my eyes to focus on the text, trying to absorb the words, but the moment I read them, they slipped from my mind. At some point, the letters began to blur together, and it only made my headache worse. Tomorrow was my last exam, and if I failed, I’d lose my scholarship. Without the scholarship, I wouldn’t make it to the next semester. And if I didn’t make it to the next semester… I’d lose everything I had worked for. I’d be done. To make things worse, the subject was the one I hated the most. History. I mean, who on earth actually liked history? It was like being forced to gossip about dead people from centuries ago. My own life was already a mess, I didn’t have the time or energy to care about someone else’s from a hundred years back. I exhaled, flipping to the next page, forcing my brain to absorb the formulas in front of me. The prestigious school I attended didn’t care how hard I wor
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I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper I hate this
Tw: Sexual Coercion Chloe "So yeah… that’s what happened," I said, running a hand through my hair. On the other end of the line, Stella burst out laughing, the kind of laughter that made it obvious she was probably on the floor, holding her stomach. I rolled my eyes and walked to my wardrobe, pulling out a yellow sundress. It was simple and modest, the kind of dress that made me look innocent. The kind of dress that gave the illusion I had my life together. “It’s enough, Stella. It’s really not that funny.” I heard her breathing hard from laughing too much. “Woah, are you sure you’re the same Chloe I know? The Chloe I know would rather die than even say the word masturbate, let alone try to pleasure herself.” "Okay, okay!" I dropped the dress on the bed and sat at the edge, crossing my legs. “Well, I’m still human, Stella. And humans tend to… satisfy themselves. You can’t blame me.” “Wait, let me put it on video call,” Stella said quickly, and before I could protest, the cal
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Logan never stayed bored for long
Chloe I choked on my water. The cough had everyone’s attention snapping toward me, while Logan’s words still echoed in my head. Did he just say… Alexander? “Are you okay?” Logan asked, already rising from his chair. We all turned to Logan, surprised about his suddenly strange behaviour. I coughed, covering my mouth with my hand as the maid quickly stepped forward and patted my back. "Are you okay, ma’am?" she asked again, handing me a handkerchief. I took it, murmuring a quick, “Thank you,” and tried to breathe through the embarrassment burning its way up my throat. What was wrong with me? Why had I reacted so dramatically just from hearing his name? My Alexander isn’t the only Alexander in the world… Wait. My Alexander? What was that? My Alexander? When had he become my Alexander? I felt my cheeks flush immediately. Even my ears were hot. “I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a small smile. “Sorry. Swallowed the wrong way.” Layla rolled her eyes. "Be careful next time. You
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Alexander King is gay
Chloe "Please, can you reduce the vegetables on one plate? She doesn’t really like them," I said gently, glancing at the neatly plated dishes lined on the counter. The maid blinked, then looked down at the plate in question. “Ah, I’m so sorry, ma’am. I forgot again.” I smiled softly. “It’s okay. It’s hard to remember everyone’s preferences.” She let out a sigh, her shoulders sagging. “It really is. Sometimes I wonder how you remember everything. They all have different tastes, and the madams are so picky. Any single thing becomes an issue. If you weren’t helping me, I wouldn’t even be able to cook and—” She abruptly slapped her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I should watch my mouth.” I shook my head. “It’s alright. Just be careful next time.” She nodded quickly, then gave me a sheepish smile. “You’re really an angel, ma’am. I understand why Alfred likes you. You’re so kind to people.” Kind. Kind to people? I almost laughed. People loved using “kind” when they really
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper I’ll never let her go
Alexander The man droned on across the conference table, his voice echoing through the wall. “We have already allocated tasks for the initial phase of the new mall, sir. Once the final land acquisition clears, construction should be able to begin immediately…” I tapped my fingers lightly on the desk, pretending to listen, my gaze fixed on the large screen in front of me but my mind was nowhere near this boardroom. It was filled, and consumed, by her. Please… pleasure me, make me cum. Please… let me take care of it. Hngh… Alexander!! A-Alexander, they’re outside. Your friends are literally right outside, we can’t—Nnhg! Every inch of her body, the perky breasts, the slim waist, the softness of her thighs pressing against me, the perfect way her lips moaned my name as she came under me. I could still feel her body wrapped around mine, the way she clung to me like she was surprised by the way she reacted to my touch. Those damn blue eyes clouded with lust. Her flushed cheeks. Th
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Don’t tempt me
Chloe I saw my life flash before my eyes. No, really, I actually saw it. My heart skipped a beat. My ears rang so loud it felt like a bomb had gone off next to me. Every part of my body froze on the spot, too terrified to even breathe. The door swung open, and for a horrifying second, I thought it was all over. But Layla didn’t turn toward us. Instead, she stood with her back facing the room, yelling into the hallway, “Oh, I forgot, Mom, can I have that dress you wore last week? The white one—” She kept rambling about God-knows-what, but I wasn’t listening anymore. I jerked away from Tristan, who was still lying there with a unreadable expression on his face, as if kissing me in the middle of a crisis was normal. I didn’t have time to process that. I could scream at him later, but right now. I was in survival mode. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed his arm, yanked him up like he weighed nothing, and shoved him toward my wardrobe. He raised an eyebrow at me but didn’t resist as I
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper I didn’t have any panties on
Chloe I stared at the man in front of me and shook my head slowly. How did it even come to this? What the hell is going on? Tristan stood there, arms casually crossed, that same annoying smirk playing on his lips. He tilted his head at me and said, "Are you not going to climb, Miss Perfect?" I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. I didn’t have a choice, did I? I had to climb him if I wanted to get into my window without anyone noticing. I sighed heavily, trying to convince myself it would be fine. Except, it wasn’t. It wasn’t fine at all. Because there was one tiny—no, not tiny, massive problem. I didn’t have any panties on. Yes, you heard right. I was naked underneath this dress because Alexander's brother threw my underwear away. If I climbed him, he would definitely notice. It would be impossible for him not to. Tristan raised an eyebrow at me, clearly growing suspicious. His eyes scanned my face, like he was trying to read my thoughts. I shuffled awkwardly on the sp
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper God help me.
Chloe I looked at Stella, my heart thundering so hard it felt like it could punch its way out of my chest. I didn’t even need to say it, she could already read it on my face. I was screwed. “What should I do, Stella?” I whispered. “They’re—” Before I could finish, Stella shoved me straight into another body. I stumbled, nearly tripping, but an arm caught me around the waist. I froze against the hard plane of Tristan’s chest, his grip firm around my waist. His scent hit me like déjà vu, clean and infuriatingly comforting, a smell that always seemed to calm me down. I stared at Stella, eyes wide. “What the hell?” “There’s no time,” she said, already backing away. “What…Stella, no, you can—” “My car is wrecked,” she snapped, already waving me off like she was swatting a fly. “And I can’t leave it here. Plus, you don’t know this, but Tristan’s a crazy-ass driver.” I turned to look up at him, conflicted. Could I really ask him for this? Could I really be that shameless? I opened
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Who’s the unfortunate idiot this time?
ChloePresent timeSome mornings I’d wake up in an empty bed, the sheets cold, and Tristan's voice would echo in my ear.“You and Logan can never have a happy ending.”And on those mornings, I'd ask myself the same question I’d asked a hundred times, if I could go back, if I could do it all over again… would I have listened? What had Tristan seen back then that I refused to? What had I been so desperate to believe?Now, standing in front of him after so many years, I felt like I’d been pulled back into a moment I’d tried to bury. Tristan, the high school bad boy who’d beat up seven students and walked away without a scratch. The reckless idiot who once climbed into my window like an outlaw. The boy who irritated me because he liked seeing me mad.But this wasn’t the cocky high school boy who’d broken into my dorm and commented on my terrible taste in music. This was a man.He was taller, more refined and attractive, but the look in his eyes hadn’t changed. He still had that same fie
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper He is obsessive
Chloe Eight years ago I yawned. I had just stepped out of the library. My eyes stung from all the reading. I’d spent most of the day reading between book pages. My only thought was collapsing into the comfort of my pillow and sleeping. My phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and instantly felt my stomach drop at the name flashing across the screen. Psychopath: Come home tomorrow. I have something to show my lovely sister. I promise I’ll make it last longer this time. I stared at it for a long time. My hand trembled slightly around the phone. Last longer. What he meant wasn’t what anyone would normally think. It was so much worse. There was a reason I’d saved his number that way. Richard wasn’t just cruel, he was twisted. He used to torture animals, those little, harmless creatures, and he’d make me watch. He’d time it, test new ways to kill them. Like it was both a game and a challenge for him. And Father… Father never stopped him. Sometimes, he even provided the "subj
