At the behest of Lucas, Charlotte's eyes widened in disbelief, "Stay the night?!" She exclaimed, her gaze fixed on him, while he held her hand."Yes, I don't want you to go back home," Lucas declared, resting his head on her body."I really can't, Lucas. I have work tomorrow--" Charlotte hesitated, but Lucas cut her off."I'm sick. My body hurts, my head hurts, everything hurts," he grumpily complained, hoping to convince her to stay with him."Lucas, that's why you need to take your medications seriously and rest," Charlotte stressed, gazing over his head at her chest."I am taking them, but I want you to spend the night with me. I'll feel much better by morning," Lucas' lips formed a smile.Charlotte was taken aback by Lucas' childish behavior. "Why are you acting like a child?" She scoffed, running her hand through his hair."Because I'm ill, and you should take care of me," he insisted."And you'll feel better by tomorrow?" She asked, her brows furrowed in concern."Yes, as good a
"Hurry up, Charlotte!" Leah hissed, urging Charlotte as they rushed into the airport. The day had arrived for their retreat, and they were expected to meet the others at the airport before boarding their flight together.As they approached the rest of their group, they quickly joined them and boarded the plane when it arrived. Leah sat next to Charlotte, both of them bubbling with excitement for the trip. Who would have thought they would be traveling to California?As they settled into their seats, Charlotte couldn't help but gaze at the clouds outside the window. Her mind wandered back to Lucas and how their friendship had blossomed over the past three weeks. She was going to be away from him for a whole week, and the thought made her heart ache. She remembered their conversation from last night, where she had almost asked him to come along on the trip. But she hesitated, unsure if it was right to make such a request. After all, they were just friends, and he hadn't officially aske
Draped in a mask, Charlotte cautiously stepped onto the stage of the crowded club. As soon as the bright lights illuminated the area, she couldn't help but feel a heavy weight settle in her chest.Anxiety coursed through her veins, intensifying with each passing moment, as the voices of the crowd echoed in her ears.Just like her very first day on the job as a stripper, anxiety had always been her constant companion whenever she found herself standing on this stage. To her, the stage which was for stripping has transformed into a battlefield.Charlotte struggled to catch her breath as she gazed out at the sea of faces in the audience. These faces belonged to men hungry for her body, stripping her down with their leering gazes and raucous laughter.Disgust seeped into her being as she thought of the loathing she held for these men, a feeling that far surpassed her distaste for her job. But she had no choice. She needed to pay for her father's life-saving surgery.Ever since her father w
A sly grin crept onto her boss' countenance as he coolly responded, "Indeed, Charlotte. He shelled out quite a sizable sum for it."Manager Tee chuckled softly at the mention of money as if it could magically erase her fears.Charlotte seethed with anger, "I explicitly stated that I do not engage in private sessions, and you know it. I was expecting my paycheck today. I'm finished for the night, so what is all this about?" She tightly clenched her fists, refusing to back down.Fuming, Manager Tee rose from his seat and slammed his hands down on the table in a fit of rage. "You will do as I say. You are just a damn stripper! Your job is to entertain people, so get out there and do it!" He spat, "I won't give you a single cent until you complete the job.""I will not do it," Charlotte retorted, her ire bubbling over. In a provocation, Manager Tee flung bundles of cash at her, leaving Charlotte stunned.Her eyes widened at the sight of so much money, tempting her in ways she had never ima
Charlotte attempted to unlatch the door, but it appeared to have been secured by the client's bodyguard. She fought fervently, grappling with the doorknob and urging it to yield, yet it remained steadfastly shut. Defeated, she leaned against the door, glaring at the seated man with a smirk adorning his lips.The client was well aware that the door was locked and remained silent, savoring the sight of Charlotte's futile struggle."That bastard!" She muttered under her breath."Open this door, I wish to leave at once," she demanded, almost pleading.The smirk on client's face vanished, replaced by a cold, composed expression."Sit down, bitch. You know why you're here, so let's dispense with the pretense. I'd hate to have to get you myself," Lucas's voice reverberated in the room.Charlotte's body trembled with fear, wondering what he might do to her if she refused to comply."Don't delude yourself into thinking you're any better than those girls in the club. I can have any girl I desire
"I want to see your face, take off your mask", Lucas whispered, his lips brushing against Charlotte's ear as he touched her. "No....you can't please or I'll leave", Charlotte insisted, her voice trembling. "What are you so scared of, I won't hurt you—", Lucas implored, his frustration growing. But Charlotte pulled him closer and kissed him with an intense passion, her body yearning for his touch. Succumbing to her desire, Lucas joined her in the ardor of their kisses, until they were both lying bare on the bed, lost in the warmth of each other's embrace, unable to get enough of each other's lips. Lucas moved on to her nipples, indulging in the gentle caress of his tongue and the soft suction of his lips. Charlotte was already dripping with anticipation, her voice laced with soft moans as he pleasured her with firm strokes, his fingers teasing her full breasts. Gradually, he slid his fingers into her throbbing core, and met with a pool of wetness that he couldn't resist. He fing
One month had passed since Charlotte's father's operation, and her life had regained some stability. Her relief was palpable, as the funds she had earned from her last night at the club and her own savings had covered all of her father's medical expenses.Although her father was still in recovery at the hospital, the thought of him returning to full health brought joy to Charlotte's heart.After a month of working at George Holdings, Charlotte had made a few supportive friends. Despite her role as a cleaner, she was content with her job as it allowed her to maintain her dignity and escape the degrading experience of being a stripper.She was now embarking on a new journey of starting anew, her focus now shifted to paying off their debts now that her father's health was taken care of.One morning, Charlotte was cleaning in the early hours at George's Wing, before the official start of her work day.Lost in thought about that night, she couldn't help but recall the pleasure she had exper
Charlotte was left gasping for breath as Lucas's grip tightened by the minute. Both of them stared intensively into each other's eyes, and in a fleeting moment, she sighted an unexpected gleam in his eyes. The pressure on her neck lessened as he loosened his grip on her, it was as if something familiar had disrupted him."Sir! Sir! Your phone," one of the bodyguards called out, handing him the ringing device. Lucas lost in the cleaner's gaze. "Sir!" The bodyguard repeated, and Lucas snapped back to reality. He quickly took the phone and answered it before standing up.“I'll be there soon,” he said on the phone as he walked away.Everyone was in shock that the boss let Charlotte go without firing her. Her friend Leah rushed to her aid and tried to talk to her, but Charlotte's mind couldn't process her words.She froze, her hands turning cold and trembling uncontrollably as tension took over her body. She couldn't speak for a few minutes, her lips quivering but no words coming out.Ove