All Chapters of One Night Stand With A Two-Faced Stripper: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Crystal’s POVI mean, the reasonable thing to do would be to keep quiet about this, but I don't want to go to prison alone! I need her to be with me. Lord knows what women in prison are like.Dragging down Emily and her little chain of drug business was no problem at all as long as it could reduce my jail sentence, but it didn't feel right that my mother should be free while I rot in prison alone for a crime that we are both guilty of. The only difference was that I got caught but she didn't. Besides, she doesn't have to know the truth. I could always lie to her and say that Emily was the one who sold her out and not me. It seemed like a good idea.Sorry, Mom, I thought unapologetically. I decided to get some shut-eye. In the meantime, the man sitting by my side looked scary enough for me to not consider running away, not that I could anyway, so I closed my eyes for a bit and slept off."Wake up, ma'am, we're at the station." One of the officers tapped my shoulder a little too roughl

Adlyne’s POVI was left alone, sitting in a dark, empty room with just two chairs and a table, shivering at the future repercussions of what I had let us get ourselves into. What did the officer mean by what he said?I couldn't bring my head around it, well, not like I could anyway. My head was in shambles and my thoughts were in disarray.A little while later, a stout-looking man came inside and brought some food for me to munch on, which I accepted gratefully. While I ate, I could more or less guess what would happen to us. I wasn't aware of the situation or how exactly Crystal was caught with drugs, but it suddenly made sense why she had been avoiding me of late and behaving weird. She was selling drugs but didn't want me to know. I felt a little disappointed that she knew everything about me and what I did, but she still kept things from me, especially if the thing she kept got the both of us caught. But there was no use thinking about the situation. I was pretty sure that Emil

Diamond's POVI lay calmly in bed, unwilling to wake up and unwilling to accept the reality of my circumstances. I thought I could fix everything. I thought I could save him.How sorely mistaken I was. Remembering the doctor's words, a shiver ran down my spine, making me cold with sweat and anxiety. "Are you feeling better now?" A voice reached out to me, soothing and calm yet sure and steady."We've talked about this. You can't keep blaming yourself for doing something good against the situation itself. It was bound to happen," the voice said to me, refusing to look up and unwilling to turn around. I shook my head in retaliation."Babe, listen to me. Sit up now." He sat beside the bed close to where I lay, placing his hand on my shoulder. He turned me around, although I resisted a bit, but it was futile. He carried me from the bed to his lap."Why are you blaming yourself so much? It's not like you did anything wrong to begin with." He caressed my face, and I finally decided to loo

Neymar's POV"Excuse me, what?" I looked at Debra, dumbfounded by her statement; surely I didn't hear her properly. "What do you mean, you got me a new heart? I don't understand," I asked her.She smiled at me knowingly, then pointed at the file I held in my hand. I got a bit hesitant, but I slowly read the contents of the file. With every line I read, my knees got weaker and my grip loosened on the paper.I finally sat down, still looking at the ink-stained piece of paper. I couldn't believe it; it shouldn't be possible. I looked up at her with a confused expression. "How?" I croaked, my voice weak from the shock.She casually walked in like she expected my reaction and took a seat beside me, to my back. Lucia seemed completely oblivious and confused about what was happening.And I couldn't really blame her, especially if someone comes to my room in the morning casually saying, "Hey, I have a new heart for you." I looked at Debra again with a baffled expression, not sure of what to d

Ivan's POVThe old man took us to a bar a little deep inside the town. We got in and settled down. My throat was parched dry and I was tired from exhaustion, so I slumped into the closest chair I could find.Carl joined me later with the old man. We all sat at a single table. Looking up, I saw some other men at other tables giving us weird looks. It was understandable seeing as we hadn't been here before.The old man called a young boy in his teens to bring us some beer. The young lady rushed over and took our orders. A little while later, he left us to bring drinks for us.Meanwhile, the men at the other tables erupted in laughter, their attention no longer on us. With that, I settled in comfortably. Carl was still discussing some matters with him, but I was too exhausted to care.Carl dropped the picture of Debra as we settled in. The boy that served brought six cold glasses of beer and dropped them in front of us.I took two bottles and poured myself a healthy glass of beer, as did