All Chapters of End the Stupid Bet, Win My Stage: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Chapter 161 His friends

*LORENZO*My hands were braced on the shower wall. I was panting while steaming hot water cascaded over me. I’ve been reduced to jerking off in the shower...again.Fuck. What had become of my life?Why couldn’t I just go out and get laid?Her eyes, the color of a rich espresso, peek up at me through long lashes.I groaned.This had to stop.She was my fucking cleaner. Last night I tossed and turned alone in my bed again. Her laugh echoed over and over in my dreams. She was carefree and happy, playing the piano for me, wearing nothing but those pink panties, her hair falling long and lush past her breasts.Ah...Even my grueling workout this morning had done little to get her out of my system.There was only one way.That was not going to happen.But the smile she gave me that day made me think she wanted me too.Since I met that girl, the thought of sleeping with anyone else was re

Chapter 162 Ask her out

*LORENZO*I watched Danica’s hasty retreat into the scullery, her plait bouncing from side to side and brushing her waist.“Who’s the pretty girl?”“My cleaner.”Tom nodded with lascivious approval. I was glad she was gone back into her lair, away from Tom’s and Joe’s prying eyes.Their reaction made me uneasy. Suddenly, surprisingly, I feel proprietary. It’s an unfamiliar emotion. I don’t want my friends ogling her. She was mine. Well, she was my employee.You’re Lorenzo Moretti, heir to the Moretti empire. She’ll need to go on the payroll.Shit.She was almost my employee. I need to sort out her employment status sooner rather than later. I wanted her to become my permanent staff.“What happened to Ximena? I liked the old bird,” Tom said as he rubs his face.“She resigned. Now, will you go and put some fucking clothes on? T

Chapter 163 The police

*LORENZO*I took a deep breath and wander back into the hallway. She was standing outside my darkroom looking at the door and holding a laundry basket.“It’s a darkroom,” I said as I strode toward her.Her lovely brown eyes meet mine. She was curious. And I remember that I’d asked Ximena not to clean it sometime ago. It had been a while since I’ve been in it myself.“I’ll show you.” I was grateful that she doesn’t back away like she normally did. “Do you want to see?”She nodded, and as I grabbed the laundry basket, my fingers brushed hers. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Let me have this.”My voice was gruff as I tried to calm the pounding in my chest. Placing the basket on the floor behind me, I open the door, switch on the light, and stood aside to let her enter.*****************Danica entered the small room. It glowed with red light and smell

Chapter 164 To pray

*LORENZO*“There is no one here but me. Who are you looking for?”“A girl…”“Aren’t we all?” I sneered. “Now, can I suggest you fuck off and come back with a warrant or I’ll call the police.” Taking my phone out of my back pocket, I held it up in front of them. “But just so we’re clear. There are no girls here, let alone a criminal.” I lied easily.It wasn’t fully a lie.Sure there was a girl here but she wasn’t a criminal.I think.“Shall I call the police?”Both of them took a step back.At that moment Mrs. Beckstrom, who lives in the neighboring apartment, opened her front door, holding Heracles, her yappy lapdog.“Hello, Lorenzo,” she called.Bless you, Mrs. Beckstrom.“Very well, Mr. Moretti.”“We shall be back with a warrant.” He turned on his h

Chapter 165 To my knees

*LORENZO*I stood paralyzed in the hallway for what seemed like an age. I was filled with dread, and my blood was thundering in my ears.Where the fuck was she?What the hell was she mixed up in?What do I do?How could she face those guys on her own?Fuck it. I have to find her.Where will she go?Home.Downtown.Yes.I dashed down the hall to the study and snatch the car keys from my desk, then ran to the front door, stopping only to grab my coat.I felt sick, my stomach churning.There was no way those guys were from the police.When I reached the garage, I pressed the electronic key, expecting the Maybach to open, but instead the Jag beeped to life.Shit. In my haste I picked up the wrong key.Fuck it.I didn’t have time to go back upstairs for the correct key. I clamber into the F-Type Jag and press the ignition. The engine roared to life, and I ease the

Chapter 166 Her fear of men

When Danica saw him, she stopped short in complete astonishment. The other disembarking passengers streamed past them as she and Lorenzo stared at each other, drinking each other in. The doors close with a hiss of compressed air, and the train gradually pulls out of the station, leaving them on their own.“Hello,” he began, breaking the silence between them as he approached her. “You left without saying good-bye.”Her face fell, and her eyes fill with tears that spilled down her cheeks.*************LORENZO*Her anguish ripped through me.“Oh, baby,” I whispered, and opened my arms. She placed her face in her hands and began to weep.Feeling at a loss, I folded her into my embrace and held her. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” I whispered against her green woolly hat. She sniffled, and I lifted her chin and planted a tender kiss on her forehead. “I mean it. I’ve got

Chapter 167 Stay here

*LORENZO*“How did you escape from him?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even.We were both startled by the rattle of a key in the front door. Alarmed, Danica leapt to her feet, and I jumped up, knocking my chair to the floor.“Stay here,” I growled, pulling open the kitchen door.A blond woman in her forties stood in the hallway. She gasped in alarm when she saw me.“Magda!” Danica cried. Dodging around me, she runs to embrace Magda.“Danica!” Magda exclaimed, and hugged her. “You’re here. I thought...I thought...I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” Magda babbled, anguish in her voice, as she began to cry. “They were here. Some men.”Danica took Magda by the shoulders. “Tell me. Tell me what happened.”“Who is this?” Magda turned her tearstained face to me with suspicion. “This is...my boss. It is his apartment that I clean.”“Did they come to his apartment?”“Yes.”Magda gulped and held her hands up to her mouth. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered.“Perhaps Magda would like some tea, and she can tell

Chapter 168 The right thing

Danica was overwhelmed. His level gaze was sincere. He was offering her a way out. This man she barely knew. Yet he came all the way from the posh part of town to check if she was okay.He waited for her at the station. He held her while she cried. She could only remember the sisters doing that for her.Apart from Magda, since she left the orphanage, no one else has treated her with such kindness. It was a generous offer. Too generous.And Julio was her problem, not his. She didn’t want to drag him into this mess. She wanted to protect him.But she had no money.And Magda was leaving soon, bound for Toronto. Lorenzo is waiting for her answer.What will he want in return for his help?Danica knew so little about him. She didn’t even know what he did for a living. All she knew was that the life he led was very different from hers.“This is just to keep you safe. No strings attached,” he said.String

Chapter 169 Continue to fall

*LORENZO*I turned the car left and sped along the three-lane highway.Danica was hunched down in the passenger seat with her arms wrapped around herself, but at least she had remembered to put on her seat belt. She was staring out at the passing industrial buildings and car showrooms, but occasionally she wiped a sleeve across her face, and I knew she was still crying.“Do you want me to stop for tissues?” I asked. “I’m sorry I don’t have any.”She shook her head but didn’t look at me.I understood why she was emotional. What a day. If I was astounded by today’s events, she must be overwhelmed.Completely overwhelmed. I thought it was best if I left her alone to gather her thoughts. Besides, it was late, and I had to make some calls.I pressed the phone icon on the touch screen and found Dante’s number. The sound of its ringtone echoes through the car via the hands-free system. Wi

Chapter 170 Your pieces

*LORENZO*I pulled over in front of a restaurant.I felt hungry in spite of the cheese sandwich Magda made for me back at that house.Danica is asleep. I waited for a moment to see if she’d wake now that the car had come to a standstill. Under the glow from the halogen lights in the car park, she looked serene and ethereal, the curve of her translucent cheeks, her dark lashes splayed out above them, and the stray lock of hair from her plait that curled beneath her chin. I contemplated letting her sleep but decided I couldn’t leave her alone in the car.“Danica,” I whispered, and her name was a prayer. I was tempted to stroke her cheek, but I resisted and whispered her name once more. She woke with a gasp and a wide -eyed start, looking frantically around her. When her eyes met mine, she stilled.“Hey. It’s me. You’ve been asleep. I want something to eat, and I need the loo. Do you want to come with me?&rdqu

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