The M Show Novels & Stories

efforts, even paid her in full. "Good work, son," he said, handing over the payment. But as she reached for the coins, her fake mustache fell off, landing right on Mr. Bradley's desk. There was a beat of silence. “Kathryn,” Mr. Bradley sighed, eyes narrowing. “We need to talk.”

The Private Show Intro- Maddie is a stripper and she does about anything to make money! Maddie's P.O.V. The VIP customer clapped his hands and the music volume went up. “Dance.”He commands and i do just that after all this was a paid private show.

I kindly grabbed the phone from the corner to bring it nearer to the two of them, giving the live audience a close-up view of the drama. Confused, the viewers flooded the comments. "What's going on? I thought the livestream was supposed to be exposing the unknown true nature of Violet?" "Why are they arguing? I thought we're here to see Violet jump off the building?" I waved at the camera and said with a smile, "My apologies, but I'm in a pretty good mood right now. I don't plan on jumping off any buildings for now." The viewers went silent. In the meantime, Benjamin and Jerome's fight had gone from verbal to physical.

The sound of running water from the bathroom stopped abruptly. I quickly marked the messages as unread. I hadn't even had time to set the phone down when a force slammed into me from behind. My head struck the corner of the nightstand with a sharp thud, and a wave of pain surged through me. Then came Nick's furious voice, laced with disbelief and rage. "Who said you could touch my phone? Linda, do you even understand what personal privacy means?" Nick's expression was dark. His brows were tightly drawn together, eyes cold and fierce.

Her entire life flashed before her within seconds, but most importantly, her little brother. If anything happened to her, or this man hurt her face, how would she be able to survive in the industry ever again? How would she be able to save enough for her brother's surgery? And just as his hand came swinging down, she kicked him again without another thought. This time, she targeted his groin. A sickening grunt escaped Mason as he stumbled back, landed on his knees with his hands clutching his jewels and wheezing like someone had punched the air out of his lungs. "You—!"

Vincenzo said, showing the message to Mark. "Great," Mark replied. "Let’s see what the fuss is about."

“Don't be scared. Big Brother is here to protect you, okay?“ But the girl kept crying. “Dave, you are the only one who cares about me now. If you leave, I will be by myself… don't ever leave me, please…” Dave felt stupid, but he still nodded his head at her. “I know that, Mia. But you have my word… I will never leave you…” Mia's cries turned into chokes, and she shocked Dave when she opened her arms for him. “Hug…” she cried.

The third time, her phone was switched off outright. When they caught me using a phone without permission, what followed immediately was a session of high-intensity electroshock therapy. Later, I finally learned to cooperate with their "treatment". I never tried to escape again. As I continued to scroll down, my eyes burned from what I saw. On the day of Mom's funeral, Dad had dressed up fancily for Emma's birthday party and publicly announced their relationship. They had even set their wedding date for tomorrow—the same day as Donny's birthday and Mom's death anniversary.