The Billionaire's Submissive Stripper

Catherine.Adrian Peterson, the new transfer student in my class who just walked in now. Tall, rich and egoistic and a bad influence, I nearly sighed out loud. The man of my dreams. In my 20 years of life I've never been in love, didn't even believe in it but this, this is it. Mrs Catherine Peterson, rolls right off the tongue, doesn't it? Or thoughts rather since no one knows of my love for him. Except of course Beast and Emerald. They think it's just a crush and he's a jerk who doesn't deserve my affections but they don't know him like I do. Since the first time I saw him slam the door on a lecturer I knew our first son's name was going to be Adrian junior. Yeah, he's an antisocial guy with anger issues but he has his reasons I'm sure.The class ended and as I was walking out of the lecture hall, I was trying to get my vibrating cell phone out of my bag while walking and bumped into Adrian who seemed to have been distracted too.He mumbled an apology and I couldn't help it. I giggle

Catherine."Hello?" I call out in the dark, feeling very much like I'm in a horror movie, a bad horror movie if I'm being honest.I pause, I even stop breathing for dramatic effect you know, waiting for the gold eyes and growl and then I'll see a sexy man sitting right there and he'll sniff the air and tell me he can smell my arousal, wait first, am I aroused? Nah I don't think so.None of that happened of course, instead I hear a command."Don't switch the lights on and stop that thing you're doing with your leg!" The same deep voice snapped.Maybe he is a werewolf, I'm totally fine, it's not like I've been reading werewolf books. I have not. At all."I said stop it." I look up, eyes desperately searching in the dark.I'm a foreplay kind of girl, I assume, it's not like I've ever kissed anyone, well I've kissed Beast in third grade but that doesn't count, back to the situation at hand, they say not seeing makes everything more intense, yeah no it doesn't, I'm freaking out in my leath

A D minus.A core course that could stop me from graduating and I got D."Cathy I want to talk to you." Mr. Meeks said to me after most of the class had left."If it's to tell me you're disappointed in me don't bother.""I'll excuse your tone because you are one of best students and I'm worried about you. You have been seeming distracted lately. I would have broken the rules to let you rewrite but I won't here long. I'm going for treatment abroad.""What treatment.""I have breast cancer. It's rare but happens to men too.""Wow that's...""Unfortunate, I know. They are bringing in a sub and you can't keep going on like this. I wish you luck.""Yo Cathy wait up."I hear Beast trying to catch up with me as I walked out the school building.I feel guilty that we haven't been talking much because I've been avoiding he and Emerald.There was no way Beast wouldn't catch up with me unless I broke into a fill run. Who am I kidding? Even then he'd still catch up with me."What is it?"The word

“Emma I’m talking to you,” I speak peering down at her as she munched her apple with no care in the world.“I can hear you,” she replied rudely and I had to take a deep breath to stop myself from murdering her.“What is wrong with you?” the calm voice I use is a total contrast to the unfurling ball of anger that is my mind, heck my whole body.“None of your business.” She spat at me before walking, no stomping out. Making sure to dramatically throw her half eaten apple into the bin.I stare at her wide eyed until I couldn’t see her as she went out of my sight, the sound of the front door being closed reached me seconds later. I huff deciding whenever she was done with her bitchy act she would come right back to me because who the hell does she have apart from me. We are a package. Right?My barely there appetite completely disappeared after that and I walk out of the house with my backpack slung over my shoulder carelessly. I’ll be late for my class but I take the risk and walk, I nee

I could not help but roll my eyes even though he won't see it but I just needed to do it.So what does he mean by this? He pays to be my therapist everyday, what will he get out of it? I couldn't keep it in so I asked him exactly that."You pay me to be my therapist, what do you get out of it?" I am not a prostitute and I am sure he knows, so sleeping with him is out of the options."I have not decided yet." He says and I nod in mock understanding."Just so you know, I'm not sleeping with you for money." I hold my breath waiting for his reply and he gives me one that shuts me up."Of course you won't, when you do sleep with me, it'll be because you begged me to fuck you Catherine." My mouth hangs open, despite it being a club and me being a stripper neither of us have never talked about the obvious -sex- or even an innuendo or hint. So this was a very shocking vulgar surprise.The bit of dampness I feel in my panties is discharge, probably my period and not because I find what he sai