Charlotte The Harlot Song Novels & Stories

Without a word, she stepped onto the dark stage. The music began, and Charlotte moved her body gracefully, twirling around the pole. A sense of detachment washed over her as the song's sound faded into the background, transporting her to another dimension. Her sexual appeal was so alluring that men found it nearly impossible to resist her. Judging by the client's expression, Charlotte could tell that he was entranced by her performance. She was well aware of his arousal, evident through the hardness in his pants. She knew this because it was a common expression among all men when she performed, and it disgusted her.

Charlotte said while feeling so disgusted. Henry Kang glared at Charlotte and stood up. “Shut up! I already fucked her and I want to have sex again with her, probably your boyfriend likes Scarlet Heart better, not you! You are such a trashy woman! You are the one who is dirty here, not Scarlet Heart and the women who work legally here!” Henry Kang shouted at Charlotte. He was so angry and could not take Charlotte’s insult towards the strippers and sexworkers. Heart was just spacing out because she could not believe that Charlotte was there and seeing her as Scarlet Heart. She was really worried that Charlotte might recognize her and tell it to Cullen.

Anyway, what she had to do will not take more than a few seconds. “Well, well, well. Look who came back from the land of the dead. No worries though, I’m about to send you right back there, exactly where you belong.” Charlotte sang, quickly taking the syringe filled with drugs that were potent enough to cause Jessica to slip back into a coma and from there, to the great beyond from her purse. Jessica’s eyes widened, and her eyes streamed with tears as she pleaded with Charlotte not to do that with her eyes, but Charlotte was not even looking at her, and even if she were, Jessica’s pleas would have fallen on deaf ears.

"Looks like Miss Perfect did something that wasn't perfect." "Why is the principal calling the new girl?" "What did she do?" "Didn't I tell you, I have heard she is a slut, changing boys like she is changing her clothes." Charlotte heard gossip as she made her way toward the teacher. She turned her face to the class and glared at all the girls spreading rumors about her around the university. "Mean girls, stop spreading rumors about the other students and start studying. You may pass without sucking people's things to pass." Charlotte yelled at all the mean girls in her class.

Theo roughly deflated Charlotte's presence in his body, he didn't come to the nightclub for fun. "If you're looking for innocent and plain women, don't come here. This is no place for such a saint," Charlotte said, feeling angry and unacceptable. For the first time she had been rejected by a man in this place. Had her beauty not attracted enough attention tonight, or was he having vision problems? She wouldn't let that happen.

I laughed. Charlotte lifted the pot away, trying to contain her own grin. “Just stop trying, honestly". “My own mother has composed like ten songs for me with that famous line". Jenn replied. I laughed harder. Charlotte glared at me, then gradually started laughing too. My phone dinged. I checked the screen. There was a single line message: Adrian Jerome is missing.

Charles was a famous top leading businessman for twenty-eight consecutive years until he took the spot as the new Number one and Charles was demoted to the top two and that’s how Charles held a deep grudge against him. A couple of hours passed, and Dion and Victor did nothing but chatter relentlessly in the office after a facile effort of finishing three mountains of paper works in just a short span of hours. It was a piece of cake for Dion to revise, sign, and correct them, he’s been doing this kind of work since he was in his early teens.

He shouts at her. Halsey mumbles something which is incomprehensible. “Just speak up would ya?” Nathan snaps. “It’s Charlotte’s guitar,” Halsey whispers. “She sold it to someone. That money is her hard work.” She looks up at him, her doe-like eyes teary. “I can’t let her hard work go to waste.”

Lily cut her words scoffing at her. "Then you should just have stuck with the fact that it wasn't your hard to get bullshit but your ancestors decision that tied him to you, because we both know very well Charlotte, Cyril Sokolov knows what kind of a whore he is going to marry, or a woman who didn't leave a single man on earth to fuck around except him." Charlotte glared at Lily raising her hand as she shouted in rage. "Liliana!" But her wrist was grasped by Lily and before Charlotte knew, a hard slap was rewarded to her making her stagger back, Lily was after all slightly more stronger than Charlotte.