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Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Fifty Seven
~Massimo’s POV~My heart was beating so fast as I cradled Adriana’s lifeless form in my arms and began running towards the door.As I ran, I couldn't help but think about how she must’ve gotten into such situation but at the same time, I couldn't bring myself to think about it much because I my brain was still too mushy to begin to think about several ‘whats’ and ‘what ifs’“Open the gates!” I screamed at the gateman from afar but he didn’t even move. In fact, it almost felt as though he didn’t even hear me speak.“Erik?!” I yelled and at the sound of his name, he rushed to his feet. “I said open the goddamn gates!” I yelled and without waiting to be told twice, he quickly scurried towards the gate, pried the heavy metal open and then stood to the side as if waiting for me to pass through.I immediately took the cue, gently placed Adriana at the backseat of my Audi R8 and quickly jumped into the driver’s seat without waiting for my driver.I drove the car like my life depended on it,
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Fifty Eight
~Adriana’s POV~My head pounded as I tore my eyes open and slowly tried to sit up on the bed that closely looked like that of a hospital bed.“What’s happening?” I questioned, looking around skeptically. The room was painted white and it smelled of spirits and disinfectants. Everything about it screamed good hygiene and I didn’t have to be told by someone before realizing that I was in a hospital room.One minute I was standing in front of someone that was either Jamie or her twin and the next minute, I was waking up on a hospital bed with a bandage wrapped around my midriff. To my right was a person who looked very much like Massimo and at the moment, the person was sleeping on a chair right beside my bed.The entire scene played out like a joke and I chuckled to myself as I felt that this could be some weird scene out of one of these weird dreams I usually had.I tried to move and as soon as I did that, some sort of alarm close to me went off. It was so loud that it made my aching
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Fifty Nine
~Adriana’s POV~I woke up in the middle of the night some days later to the shrill sounds of feminine screams coming from the basement and at first, I had been curious about what was making the sound until I remembered that it could be Massimo Punishing someone the same way he did all those nights ago.My curiosity peaked when the thought of the fact that the person being punished could either be Jamie or her lookalike struck my mind and I couldn’t help but begin to slowly walk in the direction of the voice.It was a few minutes past 2am and naturally, I was supposed to be scared but surprisingly I wasn’t. I thought about him saying something about repaying Jamie in her own coins but this thought flew away.Massimo cannot be dangerous enough to repay this way! Moreover it hasn’t been proven yet that she was the one responsible for the accident that led to me losing my baby.Gathering courage, I made my way down the flight of airy stairs leading to the basement, stopping momentarily at
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Sixty
~Adriana’s POV~“Are you sure?” Massimo questioned, looking at me in a way that I had never seen him do before. He looked like a proud father who never realized that his kid (me in this instance) was already taking after him; I smiled.“I am sure,” I said, and then walking over to stand right in front of him, I added; “or you can watch me do it myself,”At my utterance, he gasped in surprise. Even Michael who was standing at a far corner of the room began to chuckle uncontrollably and when he was done laughing, he whispered something along the lines of;“I told you she wasn’t all that different from you, Massimo. You both are birds of a feather and so you should flock together.”Massimo ignored him and so did I. I noticed how intensely he stared at me and after a long minute of awkward silence, he whispered; “why would you even want to get involved in something like this?”“Because my baby was killed?” I replied, cocking my brows and shrugging. Massimo went quiet again, he looked lik
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Sixty One
~Adriana’s POV~“Fuck!” I groaned as I flung my expensive Gucci handbag across the room and watched it land carelessly on the floor.My head and legs hurt badly from standing for a long time in stilettos; earlier I didn’t complain because I had been doing it for my mother but now that all the excitement had worn off, the pain had finally kicked in.I looked around my disheveled room in confusion, wondering why the maids had refused to tidy it up but then I decided to do it myself as I couldn’t wait for them for every single thing.Quickly shedding of my dress, I strutted off into the bathroom to have a cold shower first and when I was done, I wrapped a towel around my long red hair to stop it from dripping water onto my body and helped myself into a big tee shirt.I felt slightly rejuvenated after taking my bath and so I decided to channel this new found energy into tidying up my room. I did so dutifully, rearranging and dusting and at some point, I actually began to wonder if I had b
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Sixty Two
~Massimo’s POV~“She’s had you wrapped around her pinky finger,” Michael teased, topping it all up by coming over to give me a gentle nudge.I simply rolled my eyes at him and pretended to focus all my attention on the documents right in front of me even though it was obvious that I was more interested in what he had to say.“You’re only making assumptions,” I replied with my head still buried between the papers and when I heard him grunt, I added; “She’s more like a stress ball… and so I go to her whenever I’m stressed to get some sort of relief,”“Really?” He asked, cocking his eyebrows smugly at me.“Really…” I replied.“You do not treat her like a stress ball though… Neither do you talk about her the way you talk about other women even though the way y’all met wasn’t something to write home about.” He mused, making me tighten my hands into fists by my side.I didn’t know what he was driving at but at the same time, I didn’t care. All I wanted was for him to stop teasing me about A
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Sixty Three
~Massimo's POV~“Sky dad please do something!” I muttered over and over again whilst prancing around the almost empty hallway of the hospital in frustration. It was over an hour now and I was still stuck here, waiting for what the doctor would say about Michael’s health.I was more than scared and to worsen it all, the few nurses that had walked past me in the last few minutes would only stare, shake their heads and walk away with solemn expressions. I needed answers and I needed them right now!Micheal had gotten shot for me, like he had legally taken the bullet meant for me and right now I didn't know what his condition was. I was apprehensive, my heart filled with worry.I needed to know that he'd survive, needed that reassurance else I wouldn’t be able to ever forgive myself nor Larry. Suddenly the door opened and as soon as it did, I immediately rushed to it. I ran past the doctor who had opened the door into the room and as soon as my eyes fell on the bow bandaged side of Micha
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter Sixty Four
Adriana's POV.I stood up after crying, shaking off whatever sadness I was feeling.After the pain in my heart, the one that was supposed to be healing but was only worsening with time, I needed some air.I walked out of the living room and into the hallway, pausing when I saw a bloodied Massimo coming through the door.A gasp left my mouth as I rushed towards him, "What happened? Where did you-"He held up his hand, his face grim, "Michael got shot by Larry."A shiver wracked my spine and I felt cold all over as I heard his name, he was the one who sent people to beat me up.I swallowed nervously as I stared at his face, "How is he feeling?" I asked."He's in a coma." He replied with his eyes downcast."I was the one to be shot, not him, and now he's in a coma because of me." He began narrating what happened.I stared at him, I could see the guilt he was feeling on his expression and action.It was obvious that he blamed himself for what happenedMy mind racked, thinking of what to
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