Todos los capítulos de The Stripper’s Protector: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Fear gripped me almost immediately, so he was still looking for me, after all these years."P-please let go", I pleaded instead through shaky breaths but his grip only got tighter and his other free hand held my chin in place as he peered into my eyes.For a brief moment, my eyes flickered to the spot where he struggled with the other man a while ago. The man was lying on the ground, still and possibly lifeless."You look just like your... ", his husky voice began saying, drawing my attention back to him, but he stopped abruptly and I saw a muscle in his jaw tick.I wanted to ask him why he paused but I stopped myself and tried to pry my wrist free instead but to no avail. Fear and desperation started to set in so I decided to put my self defence skills into practice. I twisted his hand over my head to free my wrist and hit his gut with my elbow to weaken him. To my relief that did the trick but I knew it wouldn't for long.Taking a hold of the opportunity, I ran as fast as I could,

He looked around the room before settling his eyes back on me. "You work as a slut, never guessed someone so innocent looking would", he said walking past me. I finally broke out of shock, my thoughts rushing back to me like a wave. Why is he here? I'm supposed to meet with that other man. "I'm not a slut and what are you doing here, you're not the person I'm supposed to meet", I asked, turning to face him. He had settled himself on a recliner facing the strip pole. "I heard you can dance on that", he said instead, avoiding my question," why not show me." "Are you still after my life? Do you want to kill me?” I found myself asking. I don't think I'm ready to face the terrors that comes with my past. The dark memories were already rushing in. I knew for a fact that if he wanted to kill me, he would have done so by now. "I paid heavily to get access here you know, it's only fair I get my money's worth", his deep voice was very calm and almost hypnotising as he eluded my q

“Calm down, Alina. It’s just me,” Berle’s voice soothed, calming me a bit.She slowly let go of me and when I turned to face her, she had a cheeky look on a face. I was about to ask her how she got into my apartment when I remembered I had given her a spare key for nights she needed to sleep over when I’m not around.“I’m sorry if I scared you,” she apologized, pouting slightly.I chuckled lightly, the tension easing off my shoulders a bit.“It’s okay, Bee. But, what are you doing here?” I asked, walking over to my dressing table to drop the few items I had taken from my bag at the club. Berle fumbled her hands as she looked at me. “ I kinda need your help with something.”“What’s that?” I queried, sitting on my bed.“I need you to follow me to get something from someone. Money, from a dealer I sold my mother’s jewelry to. He told me to come collect it tonight, but I don’t want to go alone,” she pleaded, looking at me with doe eyes.I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost t

He hurriedly took off his suit jacket, but just as he began unbuttoning his shirt, he paused, then looked towards the bed at me."Come over here quickly and take my shirt off for me," he ordered, and I climbed off the bed almost immediately to do as he said; I didn't want to do anything to anger him."Take off that thing you have on first," he said, pointing at my robe. I slipped out of it ungracefully and moved closer to him to do as he said.Once I was close enough to him, I noticed his shirt was stained with a red color. Initially, I thought it could probably be wine, but as l looked closer, I realized it wasn't; it was... blood.My eyes fluttered to meet his piercing gaze. His eyes looked so empty of emotions; they looked so lifeless, wicked. I hurriedly proceeded to take off his shirt and tossed it to the side the same way he did.His chest was covered with all manners of tattoos and piercings that stretched all the way to his biceps and ended just above his v-line.One particula

His hot breath fanned my ears, making it tingle, but what he said caused it to tingle more. I've just moved from the oven to a ravaging inferno, and there's no way out.He pulled back and stared into my eyes, his orbs reflecting the fact that he meant every word he said.My face grew hot, and I could feel a blush bloom on my face. The worst part was that I was sure he'd see how red I was right now, too, but he didn't tease me over it. I tried to avert my eyes, but he grabbed my chin and made me look at him again.A moment of silence reigned while we stared at each other, none uttering a single word; then, I watched his mouth move."You're..." he began saying, but paused and looked away. He let go of my wrists slightly, but I held on to him, causing him to look at me.This isn't the first time I noticed that he pauses when he wants to say something. I remember he did the same thing when we met again a few days ago. Why does he do that?"What did you want to say?" I queried, my eyes sli