Ariel's pov

The Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper

Ariel's POV

“Adrain…” His name rolled out of my tongue as I fought the dizziness and weakness that imprisoned my nerves. My eyes fought the drowsiness and in slow motions, I began to get a better grip on my surroundings into bits.

My eyes bulged out of its socket as I saw my clothes on the floor and my only saving grace of having me not naked was the white mattress sprawled over my body.

“Eunice!” I yelled in tears.

Tears blinded my vision at the realization of what she must have done to me. She spiked my drink and only God knows what she conspired after but whatever happens, must stay a secret. Adrian mustn't know such happened or I left the Mansion.

I crawl out of bed with my fragile steps. I reached for the curtains and saw it was getting dark.

“Adrain! He should be back from work and worried sick about me.” I hurriedly slip the clothes on my skin and flew out of the room. There was no trace of the dec