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Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Hook
. Sebastian didn't let her feet touch the ground for long. His arms hooked under her thighs, cum-smeared cock still half-hard and twitching as he dragged her across the short distance to the sturdy wooden side table shoved against the far wall, its surface cluttered with empty bottles and a forgotten ashtray that clattered to the floor. The wood scraped her ass as he hoisted her onto it roughly, the edge biting into her skin with a sharp sting that made her hiss, her dress rucked up around her waist like a useless belt. Bottles tipped and rolled off with dull thuds, the acrid spill of stale beer soaking into the hem, but she didn't care her body hummed from the aftershocks, pussy still fluttering, leaking their combined mess onto the table's scarred surface. "Fuck, look at you," he rasped, voice gravelly with renewed hunger, eyes locked on the creamy trails of cum dripping from her swollen folds. He grabbed her ankles, yanking her legs up and apart, draping them over his broad shoul
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Fault line
Celestia povI didn’t go home immediately. I should have.But after everything that happened inside that house… I couldn’t just walk away like it didn’t matter. Angel. My stepsister.Standing beside Sebastian’s father like she belonged there. Like she had earned it.Like she hadn’t just stepped into something dangerous without looking back.I stayed outside the estate longer than I planned.Watching people leave.Watching the lights slowly dim.Trying to understand how everything had changed so quickly.“Still here?”I turned. Angel. Of course.She walked toward me slowly, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. For a second, neither of us spoke.We just looked at each other.“You didn’t look surprised,” I said. “I wasn’t,” she replied.“That makes one of us.”She stopped a few steps away.“You always underestimate people.”I let out a quiet breath.“No. I just didn’t expect you to do something like this.”“Why not?” I stared at her. “Because you know what this world is like.”
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Announcement
CelestiaI shouldn’t have come.The moment I stepped into the Sinclair estate, I felt it.Eyes. Whispers. Attention that didn’t belong to me—but was somehow tied to me.Priscilla walked beside me, quieter than usual.“You can still leave,” she said under her breath.I shook my head. “No.”If something was happening here, I needed to see it for myself.The main hall was already filled.Men in suits.Women in expensive dresses.All of them talking in low voices, like they were waiting for something important.“Do you know what this is about?” I asked.Priscilla hesitated. “I heard it was an announcement.”My stomach tightened.“About what?” She didn’t answer. That was enough. Across the room, I spotted him.Sebastian.Standing near the bar, speaking to one of his men.He looked the same as always.Calm.Composed.Untouchable.But the moment his eyes found mineSomething shifted..But I saw it. He excused himself immediately and walked toward me.“You shouldn’t be here,” he said quietly.
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me what happens Next
Celestia I should have known something was wrong. The silence. The way the house felt… too still. Even Sebastian hadn’t come by that morning, and that alone made my stomach twist. Priscilla was the one to confirm my fears. She didn’t call. She showed up. The moment I opened the door and saw her face, I knew. “What happened?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. She didn’t step inside immediately. She just stood there, staring at me like she was trying to figure out how to say something she didn’t want to say. “Cel…” My chest tightened. “Just say it.” Slowly, she crossed the threshold. “I heard something this morning.” “From where?” I asked, closing the door behind her. “From someone who works close to the Sinclairs.” My stomach dropped. “What about them?” She hesitated, and that hesitation said more than words ever could. “Your name came up.” I crossed my arms instinctively. “It always does.” “Not like this.” Silence stretched between us. Heavy
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me line being drawn
Celestia The days started blending together. Not in a peaceful way but in a way that made it hard to tell where things were going. Sebastian had been showing up more. Just… there. At first, I thought it was a coincidence. Then I realized Sebastian Sinclair didn’t do coincidences. He came in the afternoons sometimes. Other times, late at night. He never stayed too long, but he never rushed either. Like he was making sure something. Or someone. Was still there. I didn’t ask. And he didn’t explain. That afternoon, he was leaning against the kitchen counter while I poured water into a glass. “You’re staying inside too much,” he said. I glanced at him. “And whose fault is that?” His expression didn’t change. “Mine, apparently.” I handed him the glass. “Apparently.” He took it but didn’t drink immediately. “You’re safer this way.” I leaned against the opposite side of the counter. “Safe isn’t the same as free.” “That’s not the point.” “It is to me.” He studied me for a mom
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Shifting Ground
Celestia I woke up late, but it didn’t feel like rest. My body was still tired, but my mind hadn’t stopped working since that call. Victor Hale. Even thinking his name made something in my chest tighten. He didn’t sound like a man who made empty threats. He sounded like someone who already knew how things would end and was just waiting for me to catch up. I got out of bed slowly and walked toward the window. The street looked normal. People passing, cars moving, nothing out of place. But I didn’t trust normal anymore. My phone buzzed on the bed. I turned back and picked it up. Priscilla. “Please tell me you’re inside,” she said the moment I answered. “I am.” “Good. Because something feels off today.” I leaned against the wall. “What did you hear?” “There were people asking questions about you again.” My grip on the phone tightened. “At the club?” “Yes. But not the usual type.” I frowned slightly. “What do you mean?” “They weren’t drunk men looking for a show. They w
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Blood doesn't mean loyalty
Celestia “You’ve become important.” Sebastian’s words stayed with me long after he left. Important. The word didn’t feel like power. It felt like danger. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. My thoughts were everywhere—Sebastian, the men watching me, the stranger who appr
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The shadow watching
CelestiaSleep didn’t come easily that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same moment again and again.Sebastian standing in front of me.The gun. The flash.The bullet tore through his side.I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling of my tiny apartment. The dim streetlight outsid
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me Blood Tie
CelestiaThe apartment felt smaller than usual.Too quiet.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the faint bruise forming on my wrist from where the Viper Syndicate man had grabbed me the night before. Everything had happened so fast.The gunshots. Sebastian getting shot. His father beat him in fr
Stripper's love: Addicted to Me The Price of Mercy
CelestiaMy hands were covered in blood.Sebastian’s blood.The sight of it made my stomach twist violently, but I forced myself not to panic. Panic wouldn’t help him.“Stay with me,” I whispered, pressing my hands harder against the wound on his side.Sebastian leaned heavily against the black car
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