Stripper Levi Novels & Stories

the girl said to them and they stopped gossiping. Ivy received a call,she decided to go to a quiet area and make the call. Leon smiled after she walked away.he had never felt so attracted to a woman before.he couldn't wait to have her in his bed.he sighed when he remembered that he had somewhere important to be tonight.he thought of what to do.he didn't want to leave without having a taste of the stripper.he may never be able to meet her again and he wasn't interested in meeting her again.he had to finish every business he have in this country before leaving.

Levi's eyes widened in shock at my words, realizing the depth of my hurt and anger. Levi caught my wrist tightly, and his expression raged. "You can't speak to me, who are you? A poor orphan with no family or reputation to speak of." I yanked my wrist out of his grasp, my own anger rising. "Thank God that he made you beautiful; otherwise, do you think a guy like me would ever be interested in you?" Levi's face twisted in disbelief, his words cutting deep. "You're nothing but a tool to be used to satisfy my desires, and you thought that I loved you. Think again; you're just a pawn in my game." His words pierced through me, leaving me feeling hollow and betrayed.

Levi stood up he had thousand thiuts going through his herir he was already passing through a lot but goin bs k to square one was something that he did not want su all, he has been saving for years just to build up his own business but yo his dirosed everting just crashed, be fejt suffocated, he just wanted to let out the himilstin he felt he hated the way e ruin looked at him like a fslit, he was already tired, he was poor, a son of a Nobody He was tired of his life Levi was an itsilkain man, he just dark brown hair, black eyes, well catber bears that suited him, he had suited body, he was handsome with a stovtice hard face. After biding, Good beys, Adams left the resrurs, he had a s smirk

Levi King is the polar opposite of his little brother. While they resemble one another, Levi is just as tall as Devin, standing at six-foot-two, lean and muscular. Dark, soulfully deep brown eyes lined with long, dark curly lashes that would make most girls green with envy. Light brown hair that he keeps shaved at the sides and tied up most of the time in a man bun. Levi is through and through the bad boy next door. Rides a motorbike, need I say more? His laidback persona only adds to his sex appeal. He’s ever so charming and has a smile so gorgeous it will melt the panties right off you. Unlike Devin, who is the responsible one, Levi doesn’t like to be tied down. He’s all about living and e

Levi grinned. “Who knew my shy little mate would be the one asking me to strip down… just so she could rub me?” he teased as he looked at her, obviously enjoying the moment. Kaliyah covered her face for a second, groaning. “Stop teasing me.” Levi chuckled and tugged his shirt over his head, a grin still on his face. He tossed it gently onto the bed, and Kaliyah’s eyes couldn’t help but travel over him.

my teeth before adding, “get the guys ready too." All I heard was silence, "Sending something in soon I just got our message give me twenty minutes." "Twenty-five." I said. He hung up, and I slipped my phone into my pocket. If there was anyone I could rely on, it was him. I didn't get a message from him but heard his signature Knock on my door just as I was done dressing up. He opened and walked in with pictures printed out in papers having her face. "That is Adriana Levine, 22." He said before adding. "A stripper."

“So why a stripper?” I let the silence stretch. Then I cut it clean. “Because I don’t do girlfriends. I don’t do soft. And marrying a stripper is payback to a man who thought he could dictate my life even after he was six feet under.” The words dropped like a verdict. No tremor. No heat. A fact laid out on cold concrete. Her eyes sharpened. Not softer. Sharper. I watched the math in them shift from insult to opportunity to test. “What does payback buy me?” she asked.

My heart gave a hard thump. “The stripper?” one of the girls asked, a giggle in her voice. “Yeah. Works at that club, Onyx. Heard she gives private dances in the back rooms for extra cash. Real private.” Heat rushed to my face. I kept walking, my legs feeling stiff. “I heard she’s hooked up with, like, all of them,” the other guy chimed in. “Jeremy Blackwood, obviously. But the brothers too. Raphael, Caspian… even the quiet one, Silas. She’s like a… a house pet. For all of them.”

I gasped between giggles. Red wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. “It wasn’t really awkward. Like I said earlier, I strip for everyone, not just the men. And those ladies… they are mostly wild. Doing all kinds of things to our bodies…” I raised an eyebrow, still chuckling. “With that kind of body, who wouldn’t get carried away?” Red giggled and struck a playful pose. “We always have to stay in shape so we don’t lose our income. As a stripper, your body is your greatest asset.”

I'm warning you. “It doesn't change anything, we can't accept her…” She's no longer a stripper, Zayden cut me off sharply. She's the daughter of an Alpha. I don't know how that happened and I don't care. That secret stays buried. Claim her.