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Stripper's love: Addicted to Me
Last Updated : 2026-06-27
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I’m a moaning mess as Sebastian slams into me from behind. His hips hit me hard, and each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my body. Celestia was never a daughter to those who raised her; she was a transaction. At just eighteen, she was sold to the cold and powerful Sinclair family to settle her father’s mounting gambling debts, a heartless deal orchestrated by both her father and her stepmother. After escaping the initial humiliation and betrayal of her family cage, Celestia disappeared into the shadows. By twenty, she was living a life they would never imagine, working as a stripper at the gritty New Bay Bar. It was there, under the neon lights, that Sebastian Sinclair the ruthless billionaire playboy first set his eyes on her. He didn't realize she was the girl his family had already "bought" until the truth crashed down. Now, at twenty-one, the ultimate betrayal is set in stone. Celestia isn't marrying the man who stalks her dreams and haunts her touch. Instead, she is set to marry Sebastian’s elder brother, Marco Sinclair. Trapped between the brother she is legally bound to and the brother who is dangerously addicted to her, Celestia is playing a lethal game of revenge. What begins as a calculated move to destroy the Sinclairs from within quickly spirals into a dark obsession. Sebastian doesn't just break the rules for her; he rewrites them, and he has no intention of letting his brother keep what he considers his. Can she survive the price of being a Sinclair bride? Or will the fire between her and Sebastian burn the entire empire down?
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Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Cold Threshold
The ink on the marriage certificate was dry, and with it, Celestia’s fate was sealed.The reception had been a blur of flashing cameras, strained smiles, and congratulations that felt like death sentences. By midnight, Marco had driven her to his private estate a sprawling, limestone fortress tucked away from the city, surrounded by towering iron gates and dense rows of black pines. It wasn't a home; it was a secure compound meant to keep people out, or keep them in.As soon as the heavy front doors clicked shut behind them, the polite facade Marco had worn all evening vanished. He loosened his silk tie, tossing it onto a marble console table without looking at her. The silence of the massive house settled over them immediately, heavy and freezing."Let us get one thing straight, Celestia," Marco said, his voice flat and devoid of any warmth. He turned to face her, his dark eyes cold as flint. "This marriage is a business transaction. Nothing more. Your family gets their financial lif
Last Updated : 2026-06-27Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Golden Cage
The heavy silk of the wedding dress felt less like a garment and more like a gilded shroud.Celestia sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the floor-length mirror. The lace sleeves clung tightly to her arms, and the massive tulle skirt billowed around her, pinning her to the mattress under its sheer weight. On the mahogany nightstand, her phone vibrated against the wood for the twentieth time that morning.Sebastian.The screen flashed his name, a lifeline she desperately wanted to reach for. But Don’s parting words from two weeks ago remained burned into her mind, cold and precise: I will strip him of his inheritance and exile him so far from this city he will become a ghost.A single tear cut through the flawless makeup the stylists had spent three hours perfecting. She squeezed her eyes shut, forcing her hands to stay clamped in her lap. Forcing him away was the only weapon she had left to protect him. If she answered, if she heard the desperate, volatile edge in his voice
Last Updated : 2026-06-23Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Dinner
The heavy scent of Sebastian’s skin and the sharp tang of spilled beer eventually faded from her skin, replaced by the clinical, suffocating aroma of expensive floral arrangements and floor polish. Two weeks had passed since that reckless afternoon in the locked room upstairs. Two weeks of heavy silences, stolen glances across crowded rooms, and the relentless, suffocating march of high-society expectations. Now, the reality of her situation sat heavily on the mahogany desk in her shared apartment with her friend pricellia. Engraved heavy cardstock rested between Celestia’s trembling fingers. The elegant gold calligraphy practically screamed its finality: The marriage of Celestia to Marco Sinclair. First Saturday of October. The date was set. There was no rolling it back, no ignoring the transactional alliance that bound her family’s fading legacy to the Sinclair empire. She was the lamb being led to the slaughter, and the date of the execution had officially been stamped. The heav
Last Updated : 2026-06-02Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Ball night
The heavy, erratic sound of their breathing gradually replaced the frantic creaking of the wooden table, filling the small, shadowed room with the thick atmosphere of the aftermath. For a long moment, neither of them moved. Sebastian remained buried deep inside her, his forehead resting against the curve of her collarbone, his broad chest rising and falling in ragged heaves that pressed heavily against her own chest. The heat radiating between their slick, intertwined bodies contrasted sharply with the cool, persistent draft sweeping in from the window, chilling the spilled beer that puddled near her hip and soaked further into the hem of her rucked-up dress.Slowly, the intense fog of the climax began to clear, bringing the immediate surroundings back into sharp focus. The muffled bass from the party downstairs thumped rhythmically through the floorboards, a constant, low-frequency reminder of the world outside this locked door. The vibrations seemed to echo the fading pulse of her o
Last Updated : 2026-05-30Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Are you a Virgin?
Celestia My whole body froze.It felt as if something had entered me and ripped through everything I thought I knew about pleasure and about myself."Fuck." The word tumbled from my lips as my head fell back against the pillow, spine arching slightly. My thighs trembled, and every muscle in my sto
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me please Sebastian, put it in
In an instant, he moved. His hands came to my waist, steadying me, while the other gently took my wrists. My back met the mattress and I could feel the warmth of him nearby, a reminder of how close we were. I gasped, my whole body tense. His hand rose, not to my throat, but to cradle the side of m
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Blood and Desire
Weeks had passed since I last saw Sebastian. He hadn’t come around the club, and according to the manager, the same mysterious man hadn’t reached out. No messages, no calls, nothing. I didn’t know what was happening in the city, but I was aware of the danger. Sebastian’s family the Sinclair were no
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Night I broke free
I have always known that I was hated. I have always known that my stepmother had the final says in the house. But this This was entirely different. I stood there, hands clenched at my side as my father, stepmother and sister looked at me like I was trash. Like I was nothing. Like they weren't t
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