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Swiftly, June dodged her head. She breathed in and out slowly to calm her chaotic heartbeat before craning her head toward Ollie’s direction. It was almost like an obsession she couldn’t look away knowing his eyes were on her. His disinterested look contoured into a confused one when recognition dawned on him. His eyes glinted as he drank in her body. An inferno swept through her body as his eyes appraised her even as his forehead’s creases deepened. His gaze raised aloft her head. And like a light switch his face darkened and a cold dignity created a stony veneer on his face. He tilted his head, moving his eyes cynically between her and Theo. She perked up at Theo. A smirk was tucked into his lips and he waved at Ollie. Were the two acquaintances? She looked at Ollie again. He lacked the same enthusiastic look as Theo. His clenched jaw was visible under the dimmed purple light and he looked like he wanted to go to butcher Theo. It didn’t take long to put two and two together. Ol
His Stripper Chapter 29
The black satin curtain covering the stage rolled over to either side, revealing a large poker table. Anticipation buzzed around the corners of the wall. The game was the highlight of the evening. It was the sole reason why members gather here every Friday. To show off money. Or skills. Ollie looked briefly in June’s direction for the nth time— losing counts. Ollie had never struggled with keeping his anger in check. He was a master of controlling his emotions. But it was quickly slipping off his hands at the image of June and Theo together. A fiery pit scorched inside his stomach. He was on the verge of losing it. It was driving him crazy. Seeing Theo with her had him snarling like a rabid dog. Anger choked his throat, leaving him breathless and yearning for oxygen. His blood pooled with fury. He loathed it. June with Theo made acid churn his inside eating away his gut slowly. Million of questions skimmed through his mind haphazardly making it hard for even his brain to keep up
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June cursed under her breath in frustration, clutching the stained part of her dress under the running water. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t felt the tension at the table. Her legs were trembling with Ollie’s deadly gaze on her. His presence rattled her. It unnerved her. It was like a hand was squeezing her lungs, constricting her breathing. She could only let out the heavy breath she was holding when she stepped into the bathroom. She knew Ollie spilled the whiskey on purpose, he didn’t hide it. And she was grateful. Though a beautiful dress was ruined in the process. Theo hadn’t yielded to her warning. He’d continued to get handsy with her. Running his callous rough hands on her body. She shuddered in disgust at the memory. She should have known he was a jerk. But money made her blind. At least she had it now. “Damn it.” She muttered. The fucking stain wouldn’t come off. The stain continued to spread so she gave up. It was high time she left this place. She was done
His Stripper Chapter 31
Twenty days. Twenty days. And the night was still fresh in her memory. It played in her mind like a tape recorder without a stop button. She hated it as much as she loved it. Every inch of her body memorized him. Revolted by it. But could gladly relive it. Her feelings were like two sides of a coin. Her skin lingered on every burning touch of his. Every kiss. Every taste. Every heavenly sensation. And she disliked that it did. It had also been twenty days since she heard from him. She wanted to forget it. How she’d felt. How Ollie had addressed her with a judgmental look. How he managed to say a lot without saying much. How he didn’t listen to her and had made a judgment about her—only with his eyes. She was familiar with eyes that her too quick to judge her and voices eager to lash at her. She grew to not let it hurt her because she was used to it. It happened every day. In the club and her daily life. But it coming from Ollie stroke her with an unaccustomed pain. It wa
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“Why?” she asked confused. “I was in the dressing room all night.” She had been sitting out for some time now. “Consider it your luck.” “You are paying me for free?” June wrinkled her nose. What in hell name is going on? Maeve doesn’t do charity. “Are you going to question me or are you going to take the pay?” Maeve glanced at her. She never rejects a freebie. But, coming from Maeve was too suspicious. Maeve always wanted something in return. Her motto was nothing comes without a price for fucksake. She stared at the envelope lying on the table. “Why?” Maeve’s jaw visibly clenched. But it didn’t stop June from asking her questions. Better safe than sorry. “What is in it for you?” “Take the pay or leave empty-handed June. Don’t question me.” She gritted the words through her clenched teeth. June narrowed her eyes at Maeve. “Nothing shady about this?” “Nothing shady. Take the cash and leave!” Maeve said in a high tone. “I won’t get arrested for this?” Maeve si
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In his defense, he'd left that night due to an urgent meeting. But he knew in his heart that it was all a sham.He had to flee because of the all-consuming emotions that were concocting inside of him, which were kindled by none other than June. He’d tagged after June Into the restroom to check up on her. But when he marched into the bathroom. The image of Theo and her together clouded his mind with dense black fog, teetering him over the edge. He’d moved primally controlled by his emotions and wanted to mark her as his in some way. Hell, did he regret it?No. He’d enjoyed every minute of it. Her muffled cries. How her body felt warm beneath him. Her gorgeous rosy cheeks as she swooped all over his cock. How she took him so well as if she was made just for him. Everything was so perfect. So fucking perfect. Until his heart started hammering against his ribcages, twisting his inside with a maelstrom of emotions. Emotions that were novel to him. Lust, he could deal with, not t
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With ease, he fit between the two of them, his back to June and his face to the man with a death wish. “Can’t take a hint?” His tone was relatively civil despite his anger. “She doesn’t want to dance with you.” He pinned the man with a dead glare. Apprehension lined the man’s face as he staggered backward clearly drunk. “Who did fuck are you?” He stammered. “Someone who is going to kill you if you don’t leave.” He said menacingly. The man’s throat visibly moved up and down and he licked his lips with obvious panic. Ollie raised an eyebrow at the man’s fidgeting. Ollie was six feet three with beefy muscles so yes the man was scared of him. “Yo man…” He stuttered. “Didn’t know she is your girl. Sorry.” “You should apologize to her not me.” He sidestepped and gestured his hand at June. “Go ahead.” Ollie prompted. “Sorry, girl didn’t know you have a man.” She scoffed loudly before crossing her arm over her chest. “I told you I wasn’t interested twice and it wasn’t because of a
His Stripper Chapter 35
Ever since he picked June up from her apartment, he had not been able to peel his eyes away from her. Draped in a red sequin dress with a slit riding too high up her thigh, she was chaos and beauty intertwined and she was going to be his ruin. Like Venus flytrap, she had him trapped in her shackles with no intention of letting go. This was what he was running from. This was why avoiding her was for the best. Because once he got a whiff of her, it was almost like he couldn’t control himself anymore. He’d make blatant excuses just to see her. He’d say things that he never wish to say. She was an obvious trap but somehow his steps still led to her. He should let her go. The contract between them was non-existent at this point. He couldn’t continue with it after everything that had happened anyway. His father thought him better than this. He instilled into him how emotions like this was a weakness and how he should avoid it at all cost. He’d seen in real time how emotions like thi
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