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I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper A warning and a present
Chloe I stood under the shower, scrubbing harder than necessary, as if I could wash the entire night off my skin. I hadn’t slept after what happened, how could I? I’d spent the night staring at my door. I couldn’t wait to leave the house and go back to Logan’s. His family might be terrible people, but I’d choose them any day over mine. I turned off the water and wrapped the towel tightly around my body. I took a breath, opened the bathroom door, and froze. Richard was sitting on my bed. I jolted backward instinctively, one hand gripping the edge of the doorframe. His eyes met mine, then slowly roamed down my damp figure, lingering far too long before returning to my face. I was shaking, but I forced myself to stand straight, and sound normal. “W-What are you doing here, brother?” He smiled and crossed his legs. “I came to check on my sister before she left, of course.” I swallowed and nodded, keeping my distance. Richard glanced around the room, before smiling. “Ah… it’s
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper The basement
Chloe I jolted awake again. My heart slammed against my ribs as I gasped for breath. Sweat clung to my skin, dampening my face and neck. I pressed a trembling hand to my chest, trying to steady it, my eyes darting around the room as they adjusted to the dim light. Every time I stayed in this house, I barely slept. The moment I started to drift deeper, something yanked me awake. I didn’t know why, or maybe I did. Maybe my body was smarter than my mind. My body knew I shouldn’t sleep too deeply, and let myself become vulnerable in this house. It screamed at me to stay alert, and never drop my guard. Because some small, terrified part of me believed that if I let myself sleep, I wouldn’t wake up. One of them would come in the night, and that would be the end of me. I let out a sigh and wiped the sweat from my face with the edge of my sleeve. I reached for my phone on the bedside table. 3:00 AM. Wonderful. I swallowed hard. My mouth was dry, and my throat parched. I needed
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Chloe, come for me
Alexander I had seen beauty. More than most men could dream of. I had lived with it, been surrounded by it. Expensive masterpieces hung in my gallery, paintings worth billions crafted by the world’s most talented hands. I thought I had seen it all. But nothing compared to the sight before me now. She was on my screen, naked, her body laid out like a forbidden offering. Her skin flushed, and between her thighs, fuck, her clit was swollen, slick, dripping wet. The most breathtaking sight I had ever seen. I wanted to bury my mouth between those trembling thighs and devour her like she was the only meal I’d had in years. Ever since the first time we had sex, one taste had left me ravenous, like a starving beast. God, I had never been tempted this badly. I finally understood the saying. The most forbidden things are always the sweetest. I had never wished for anything. Why would I? I had everything a man could own. But now, I wished she were here. On my bed, naked, tied, and sprea
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Spread your legs for me
Chloe His eyes were fixed on me, and heat crept up my neck. The way he looked at me made it hard to breathe, let alone think. I could never tell what was going through his mind. Like I always said, Alexander was impossible to read. But God, my heart was pounding so loudly it echoed in my ears.He still hadn’t said anything. The silence made me nervous. “I-I’m sorry…..for asking you that so suddenly,” I murmured, forcing myself to speak.His brow arched, and his voice came out low, and husky. “Why are you sorry?”I hesitated. “You didn’t say anything. So I thought maybe I said something wrong. You probably—”“Chloe.” My name stopped me cold.“Y-Yes?”His eyes locked on mine through the screen. His voice softened, yet darkened at the same time.“Have you ever seen a starving man?”I blinked. “What?”“A man who’s gone too long without food,” he said slowly. “Who’s had to sit at a table and watch others feast, while he goes hungry. Even when what he craves is right in front of him, and
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Make me come, Alexander
Chloe “Let’s make another deal,” I said. Richard raised an eyebrow, a flash of amusement curling at the corners of his mouth. “A deal?” he echoed, laughing under his breath. “What could you possibly have that I want?” I took a deep breath. My hands stayed at my sides, even though my fingers twitched. “An opportunity,” I said, locking eyes with him. “To make Father proud of you.” That caught his attention. “Go on.” “Last week,” I continued, “my mother-in-law had a brunch with her rich friends and I overheard some useful information and investment that their sons are trying to get into.” His eyes lit with intrigue at my statement. “If you leave Annabelle alone tonight, I’ll tell you everything.” There was a pause, long enough for me to hear how loud my heart was pounding. I thought for a second I might throw up or pass out. But I didn’t move, because Richard thrived on fear. If you gave him any, he would use it to his advantage. He stopped right in front of me and bent his he
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper Let’s make another deal
Chloe “Get ready for a divorce.” That word should’ve made me happy, but it didn’t. I stared blankly ahead, the words echoing in my mind like a bitter joke. I should’ve felt happy, or at least relieved that my father was considering this. But all I felt was a hollow ache, like standing at the edge of a cliff with no idea what lay below. I wanted to end things with Logan. Deep down, I knew this would only end with one of us dead. But would leaving Logan make things better? I knew my father too well to believe I’d be left alone. He’d never let me be useless. He’d find a way to put me to use again, probably by marrying me off to someone else. He didn’t care who he handed me to. An old man. An abuser. Someone worse than Logan. My father was exactly the kind of man who could turn one nightmare into another. I flopped down on the bed, arms spread out, eyes fixed on the ceiling. God, this was so stressful. What I once saw as an escape now looked more like a trap. The bars just changed s
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