"The infamous Isla Lancaster It's so nice to finally meet you." Odette is wearing a devilish smile as she walks towards me. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me quietly, which eventually ended with her laughing at me.She stood up and shook her head. Seeing me tied in bed like this tells me one thing. She is glad to see me suffering.She darted her eyes back at me with the same smile. Odette came closer again then she dug her sharp nails and traced my cheek with it and she end up caging my jaw on her fingers. I gritted my teeth and keep those groans of pain inside of my lips for I don't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me hurting because of her.I tried to move my face away from her hand as my way to fight back but she didn't let go of me and instead she tightened her grip on my jaw and she started to laugh in a mocking manner."What the hell is so special about you huh? You're just a lowly stripper like me and yet you managed to win his heart when I couldn't
"Nicholas grab the bait." Said by an nbi agent from the radio that Kairos and Kio immediately heard. They turned to the window where they could see the car parked at the back of the hide out that Heidi had put a tracker with."Fuck!" Kairos cursed out loud after he saw Nicholas driving away from his hide out."Where's Heidi? Her phone? That's where we can see the location of the car that Nichola's driving.""Heidi's dead but I got her phone." Special Agent Montefiore mumbled to them. He immediately searched for Nicholas's location through Heidi's phone amf they are taking a familiar road that leads to a cliff."I know that place. We should head there now." He told the agent and Barrette nodded.Kairos walked out of the room first to instruct his men on their next plan and then he turned to Kio."Please take care of my daughters. I will leave them under your care. I need to save, Isla. I'd die if something bad happens to Isla.""Our men will take care of them, Kairos. I already in
I was staring at the white ceiling of the powder room inside the club's dressing room. I choked on the mouthwash that I had in my mouth as someone started banging on the door. "Isla, are you in there? You have a VIP client waiting for you!" said the club's manager. I quickly spit out the mouthwash from my lips and stared at the door with my eyebrows almost meeting and about to form a line in the middle. I dried my lips with the back of my palm as I walked towards the door. I just left the VIP room almost ten minutes ago after I entertained a regular client. I am not expecting another client for at least an hour from now, but oh well. Who am I to reject an opportunity to make more money than usual? "Did I hear it right? Why is she getting another client? She just had her second VIP one moment ago, and now you'll give her another good-paying client? Felix, this is unfair. You're playing favorites!" Veronica, my sworn enemy, started to rant and whine as I left the comfort room. She dar
I looked around the VIP suite to make sure that there was no camera panning on my face as the bachelor dropped his jaw-dropping offer."What's your bank account? I'll send half of the promised amount right at this moment. The other half will be in your account after you say your vow to Kairo," he said. The handsome and filthy wealthy stranger handed me his phone. I was smiling as if daring to challenge his seriousness and authority. I typed in my bank account details and handed him his phone back. He tore his eyes off me as he typed a few more things on his phone. On cue, he looked back at my face. I heard a text notification from my phone. Here comes half a million dollars. This man isn't bluffing at all!With my eyes wide open. I could not help but curse. "Oh my... you're serious," I blurted out. He subtly lifted his arm to check the time on his Rolex and stood up from the leather couch. "A limo is waiting for us outside. You can't be seen wearing something like that. I don't wan
"Oh my. She looks exactly like our Rory." A woman in her early fifties commented as soon as I walked inside a mansion. From the intricate details on the high ceiling of their home down to the circulating air all over, everything in there screams luxury and not the kind of luxury that I am already aware of. This definitely screams the luxury of the top one percent in our society. Suppose my type is seen as rats by the rich people that I am exposed to. I am sure I am nothing but a speck of dust to this family. God, who are they? Why do they have everything that I want in life? "Dear?" The elegant woman with a soft voice spoke. She handed her hand to the old man standing beside her. I can see a glimpse of Nicholas's features on him that made me assume that he is the master of this household."Isla, she is Rory's mother. Claudia Spencer." Nicholas correctly introduced me to the woman. I looked at her and flashed a wide grin on my lips. When I am about to offer her my hand, I can introduc
The black Rolls-Royce that Claudia, Nicholas, and I are on stopped before a regal-looking establishment. A place that will ultimately intimidate everyone who doesn't have a fat bank account. I peek through the tinted window. I could not help but play with my fingers as emotions went straight to my head. "Sweetheart, will you stop fidgeting? You look so nervous. Rory is never nervous. She is always confident with herself. Right now." Claudia quickly runs her eyes from my face down to my upper body. "You look like a mess." She turned her head to Nicholas, sitting on the shotgun seat next to their driver, "I don't think that it'll work. Suppose Kairo is caught red-handed for fooling him like this. It will be the end of us, Spencer." "Auntie," Nicholas called her with his ever-calm voice. When their eyes met. Claudia's face lit up instantly. She nodded her head, and then she shifted her body towards my direction. "I trust you. You'll do great. It's all in my head. A glass of champagne w
Calm. I need to stay calm. I faked the knotting of my forehead as I made eye contact with him. I am not going to let this man intimidate the shit out of me and make me lose my first million dollars.I slowly pulled a sarcastic smile on my lips as I tilted my head but still stared at him. "Can't you guess? Your bride runaway but this family can't afford to lose this business deal, and so here I am. An impostor who looks exactly like her." I made sure that I wouldn't stutter as I said those. Confidence is the key. Reverse psychology always works like a charm, and I hope it does wonders this time. "I see. When I saw you last night. You weren't having your bridal shower." I shake my head at him. "No. I was out partying and enjoying my last day as a single lady, dancing on someone else's lap as I tried to grasp that I was going to end up in a marriage with a man who was always away. I'd be sexually starved. Just by thinking about it." I rolled my eyes mid-air, "I am starting to hate you
I can feel my insides soaking as his bold and scandalous choice of words tingles my clit. I mentally shut and roll my eyes at myself. What a fucking hoe, Isla! He hasn't even touched you down there, and yet you can feel a phantom flicker of his finger. Having him inside my mouth while wearing this thousand-dollar wedding gown doesn't sound so bad. I looked at Kairos with the same amount of passion and ferocity before I turned my back on him. I caged my hair on my hand and rested it all on the left side of my neck and shoulder. I was giving him access to the right. Kairos wasted no time within a blink of an eye. His lips were all over my neck and shoulder. I was used to giving pleasure to men. It's a rare occurrence that I receive one from them, and this is one of the rare moments that will go down in the history of my sex life. Kairos pulled me closer to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and he started to rock and grind his hard-on against my ass. I am still wearing the wed