All Chapters of One Night Stand With A Two-Faced Stripper: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Diamond's POVIt was towards evening, and I and Neymar had decided I would follow him on one of his outings. He told me not to worry that I couldn't be recognised easily unless it was the paparazzi. I decided to trust him; it was either that or stay at home with Ivan around. The answer was simple. I got dressed—nothing too extravagant—and I would probably be third-wheeling or mostly alone if Neymar decided to ditch me for a man. There was no need to wear a gown or anything of that sort; I wasn't going out with Nicholas; I wore simple clothing: a black silk top with a V-neck line and a silver necklace with a pendant holding a previous stone. I found a blue jean with a light hue and back-heeled slippers. I checked out myself in front of the mirror, and as expected, I looked good. The material of the silk really brought out how busty I was, and the jeans hugged my thighs, giving me an ethereal look.A knock came from the door. “Come in," I called out. Neymar poked his head through the

Diamond's POVWe got into the car and left the estate. As expected, I and Nicholas didn't talk much while we were in the car; it was normal due to our contract marriage, which was known to only both of us and Neymar because of my loud mouth. After a few minutes of driving, we finally arrived at his mother's house. As expected, the estate was polished clean. I had originally thought it was a family dinner because of the last time I came here.But rather I saw different cars with chauffeurs by each car. It was all too stunning. “Why are you looking like it's your first time seeing an event like this?” Nicholas asked me, and I was quite startled. I realized that I had to act—to pretend to be someone I'm not—until I became the person I wanted to become. "Ooh, it's nothing; it was just refreshing seeing this after quite some time,” I responded. He didn't say anything after that; the car held the weight of the awkward silence; maybe I was just the one feeling it.We parked in front of th

Diamond's POV“Nicholas don’t stop!” I pleaded, my entire body shuddered; it was a feeling I had never felt before. I grabbed his hair, firmly pulling it but not so much that I would pull it out, both his hands firmly on my thighs. I could barely manage to look down at him; my vision was becoming blurry from the intense pleasure, and at this point, my legs couldn't support me. He slowed his pace, looking up at me. I barely managed to open my eyes, looking down at him, smiling. My legs shook, but he carried me with ease. I was feeling a sense of ease; I was too sensitive to walk or do anything for that matter.His grip on me strengthened as he held my legs apart again. I still wasn't ready, but he didn't care as he worked his tongue into my vagina. I held on to the wall for support, not wanting to lean my entire weight on him. He nibbled on the lips of my vagina while slowly caressing my body with his left hand, and my weight shifted towards my right. He found his way to my clitoris

Diamond's POVI was left confused. I just woke up standing from the bed to see Nicholas with a cup of wine in hand staring into space. I greeted him while sneaking up behind him to hug him from behind.I dropped a kiss on his cheek when I saw a torn piece of paper. “What's that torn piece of paper?” I had asked him and he said it was our marriage contract.“I wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but most importantly, he didn't look mad, angry, or anything really.“Sit down,” he said to me. I sat on the bed with my fingers interlocked between each other, waiting for whatever answer he had to give. I was anxious; my heartbeat was louder than his voice. He dragged up a stool and sat in front of me. Was he going to say our marriage would be over? I wasn't sure of anything, but I couldn't stop thinking of the countless possibilities. He placed his hand on my lap, bringing me out of my reverie. “I have been thinking for some time, so I decided that there was no need for us

Diamond's POVI read the text message again, wondering how exactly he found out about it. Could he have been stalking me? Even if he was, this was too much of a stretch, and why wait until now to ask me?No, Ivan wouldn't wait so long just to ask me why I went to the safe banks; he must have gotten this information recently, judging from his reactions, but who had known of my movements for the past few weeks well enough to tell him? I was fairly sure no one had been following me about them. The only reasonable conclusion was that either Mike was spying on me or it was one of the banks. If Mike was truly a spy, then asking him would only garner more suspicion. The other option was the bank, so I brought out my phone to check the safety bank policies just to be certain. I checked for New Orleans and saw that under the policies, if an account was created by a two-man party, then they both have to be present to have access to the vault, or one of the party members would have to have th