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His Stripper Chapter 54
His desperation grew until he contemplated rallying a search party and employing every means possible to locate June, even resorting to tracking her phone’s location.He had been trying June’s number and it wasn’t going through. Just as he was on the brink, the call finally connected. He heaved in relief which was immediately short-lived when an unfamiliar voice pierced into his ear exacerbating the raging inside of him. “Hello,” the voice intoned. He clenched his teeth and maintain a tense silence, as though he were stalling to brace himself for the inevitable tragedy that awaited him on the other end of the line. The unsettling realization settled in that a stranger answering June’s phone could only imply one grim outcome. After agonizing seconds of silence, the unfamiliar voice resumed speaking, its words searing into his ear with each syllable. Drawing every harsh breath out of him. “The owner of the phone has been taken to Careggi Hospital. She’s sustained severe…” The
His Stripper Chapter 55
Guilt wrapped around her heart like a tightening coil, feasting on the heavy silence between them, squeezing with each passing mile as they made their way from the hospital to the penthouse. It was a weighty chain, dragging her thoughts into the depths of shadow.It didn’t help that she couldn’t get a read on Ollie. As if the repeatedly grinding of his teeth was a way to prevent him from combusting and spewing fire all over the place. He was definitely angry at her. And she didn’t blame him. Anyone would be.The need to apologize gnawed at her like an insistent hunger until she couldn’t take it anymore. It was the right thing to do so when they slipped into the penthouse, she quickly chimed up.“I get it. You’re pissed. If I had to drive such a long distance I would be too. And I’m so sorry.” God and she was sorry. She was so sorry.With his back turned to her, a bitter laugh that caught her off guard clawed its way up his throat, punctuating the already thick and charged atmospher
His Stripper Chapter 56
While spring was the start of something beautiful and warm. To Ollie, it had been the start of unending nightmares and haunting memories. Spring had always been tainted to him. He’d always associated it to the death of his mother. And the beginning of his father infliction of unending painSo while others had a brilliant outlook to the beginning of spring, Ollie did not. Because it came with all it baggage and thorn. And though, all those times of torture had long gone, the memory still stuck to him. The nightmares. The gnawing feelings. The sleepless nights. But today, it changed. For the first time, Ollie slept without memories of the pasts haunting him nor to his demons lurking behind the darkness waiting for him to shut his eyes. He didn’t wake up to a banging headache nor did he had to listen to the tick tock of the clock because he couldn’t sleep. He didn’t have to bury his head in load of works because he couldn’t shut his eyes.It looked like a simple concept, insomnia but
His Stripper Chapter 57
It’d been four weeks since Italy happened and he’d never been happier than he was right now. Crazy. He’d never thought he could describe himself as happy. It felt strange. But he was in fact happy. Every day he genuinely looked forward to something. Someone. He couldn’t believe at thirty-two he would be saying this. But everything finally made sense. Being with June made sense. She was the sparkle in his life. The color and vibrant of his monotonic life. It was like emerging into a bright light after walking through a long dark tunnel. It felt all new and strange. Calm. Their relationship had progressed over the weeks. They’d gone on a few dates. They’d gotten to know each other better and also satisfied their sexual and emotional needs as much.And even though they had been countries apart for three days now, there had been consistent communication between them through texts and calls. And he looked forward to June’s message with an embarrassing enthusiasm even though they would
His Stripper Chapter 58
She looked happy and alive. He thought to himself as he stared at the vintage photograph of his mother erected in front of her urn. A part of him was thankful for that. At least, At a stage in her life, she’d been what he described as happy and alive not what he grew up to know. There weren’t any good memories to reminisce on, so Ollie just stood in the mildly hot columbarium, sweat beading on his forehead. Perhaps if his eighteen-year-old self had visited, he would be steaming with deep-seated rage and spite and he would surely have a lot to say. But right now, nothing came to his mind. His mind was blank.He'd stayed away for so many years, and now that he was here, the feeling was neither hot nor cold, just a strange underwhelming emptiness hung in the air. “Well, well, well.” Ollie’s lips thinned disdainfully at the familiar voice. As much as he hated it, he recognized the voice. It used to be a voice that frightened him so much but not anymore. If he was thirteen, maybe it
His Stripper Chapter 59
He opened his eyes to June. She lay there, curled up on the couch, her chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath. She was bathed in the moonlight streaming through the window. He couldn’t help the smile that tugged his lips. He stared at her for a long moment enjoying the view before he slid off the bed and approached her in a noiseless step. He bent over, in an attempt to move her to the bed. That must have woke her up, because she stirred in her sleep and blinked her eyes open. “Sorry. I woke you up.” He whispered. “what?” she said, dazed. “How’s your fever?” Her hands flew to his forehead as she sat up. Ollie placed his hand on hers. “Better.” “No” she shook her head. “You’re still burning up. Why are you even up?” She was already up on her feet, leading him to back to the bed. “The fever is gone.” He said. “I don’t need—.” A look from June was all it took to shut him up. “Okay.” He raised his hand in surrender. He wasn’t going to pretend that he wouldn’t d
His Stripper Chapter 60
June woke up with a big smile, mirroring the same one she had on her face nestled against Ollie’s chest after he’d fucked her senseless. The soreness between her thighs a big evidence, the scent of desire and sex still lingering in the air. The scent of Ollie on the crisp bedsheet caressed her nose as June buried her face into the bed. She couldn’t help but inhale deeply. With her eyes closed, she reached out to her side. When her hands couldn’t find him, she peeled her eyelid open. The bed was empty. Knowing just one place he could be in the house, she slipped out of the bed and huddled out of the room. Just like she’d predicted, he was there. In the study room. Ollie was perched behind a polished mahogany desk with a laptop in front of him, the leather chair beneath him creaking gently. She could smell his favorite coffee in the air. He was so focused on what was in front of him, that he didn’t even notice her. June watched him for a bit before saying “God, you’re such a w
His Stripper Chapter 61
She could never understand rich folks—technically she couldn’t because she wasn’t rich but that wasn’t the point—. How could a hundred thousand dollars be spent on a gold chain that looked like those sold for fifty dollars—she was being generous with the price—. And that was the least outrageous accessory she’d seen this night for such an exorbitant price.She discreetly rolled her eyes—one she’d perfected over countless events like this— as the bidding war went on. Her jaw was on the floor the whole time as the charity auction went on like forever. Well, so was her arm because it was starting to hurt from the tray she’d been carrying for close to two hours now. She yawned and blinked her eyes repeatedly as if it would help with the dizziness she felt. She’d gotten dirty scowls on two different occasions because of tray almost slipped out of her grasp. Would this auction even end anytime soon? As she couldn’t bear it anymore. She withdrew, taking cautious steps to muffle the clic
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