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A Stripper's Nightmare Impress the girl!
Brandon's POVLately, I've been having this strong urge to impress Danielle, and I just didn't know why. Maybe it was because of the fact that she had been ignoring so many red flags, just to be with me. It was like I was strangely becoming used to having her around, and I wanted to do everything possible to make her stay.I admit I could be a dick sometimes, but there was just something about her that made me want to be... better? I didn't really know what was going on with me, but I knew it all had something to do with her.Her bright, hazel eyes and radiant smile, the way the tendrils of her beautiful, brown hair, cascaded down her face, the sound of her laughter and giggles, as she sat across from me at the table reserved for us. They were a few other people in the restaurant with us, but somehow, they all seemed to be lost in my peripheral vision. Danielle was my main focus, and I stared at her unabashedly. I got her the sexy, evening gown she was putting on, but I still couldn'
A Stripper's Nightmare Haunted
A/N: This chapter is supposed to give you a little more insight into Brandon's life, why he is the way he is. Enjoy!]Brandon's POVI had spent weeks, hiding in the shadows of Las Vegas suburbs. The cops were after me for killing my father, and apparently, there was a price on my head. I was wanted.I could still remember how I shoved a knife into his guts, how his blood splattered on my face, how his hands slowly unwrapped from my neck, as a shocked look was plastered on his face. "Now, that's more like it!" He flashed me a blood stained grin, sending shivers down my spine.In that moment, I realized that it was what he wanted all along; to make me a killer, a monster like him."No!" My 19 years old self trembled in terror at the sight. The initial anger I felt had subsided, and in it's place was fear and regret. He let out a pained laughter, grabbing my hands and pulling the knife out of himself. I watched my father fall to the ground, in a pool of his own blood.This man had take
A Stripper's Nightmare Mommy issues
Danielle's POVThe tweeting and chirping of morning birds, as they flew around in the backyard, greeted my ears. I let out a content sigh, rolling around on the large, soft bed. A familiar, sweet, masculine scent hit me, and that was when I realized that something was odd. I don't usually hear morning birds from my room, neither does it smell like a male's cologne. My eyes fluttered open, and I sat up on the bed almost immediately.I was in Brandon's room, and a frown slowly formed on my face, as I thought hard about how I got here. Looking down at the dress on my body, it all began to make sense. I must have fallen asleep in his car, and he probably had to carry me.I quickly rushed to take a look at myself in the mirror, and I almost cussed at my reflection. Gosh! My hair was a mess.The door suddenly opened, and I was relieved to see Anissa walking in with a tray of food in her hand, smiling at me."Good morning, Danielle!" She greeted, as I walked up to her. I was beyond embarrass
A Stripper's Nightmare Goodbye
Danielle's POVIt's been over two hours, since Brandon stormed out of the house, because I dared to bring up his mother in our discussion. He seemed to be hell-bent on keeping her out of his life, and I realize now, that I had no business trying to interfere."I'm sure he's just needs a little space. He'll be back in no time." Anissa tried to reassure me, as I helped her out in the kitchen.They were three other maids with us, but she seemed to be the head. Others just carried out their smaller tasks in silence, as I and Anissa sliced some vegetables and meat."Ugh! I shouldn't have brought up that topic. It was a really sensitive one." I groaned out in frustration, trying to take my mind off how furious Brandon was."I would have brought it up." Anissa said, and I turned to give her a look."What? You didn't mean any harm, did you?" She shrugged, and I stifled a smile at her accent."Of course, not!" I answered her, earning a shrug, before she continued her slicing."Danielle, right?
A Stripper's Nightmare Count
Brandon's POVI was sure my mother said something to her; something that had gotten her really upset, and made her avoid me for days."What did you tell her?" I had shouted at mother, who just seemed to be oddly calm.For a moment, I wasn't seeing the selfish, drug addicted mother I knew her to be. She seemed to have changed, but maybe it was all part of her plan to come back into my life. I was never going to let her in again!"What did you fucking tell her?" I yelled, desperate to know what got Danielle really upset. She wouldn't even look me in the eyes, and I was loosing my mind."You care about her." She smiled, looking me in the eyes."Heck, you even love her!" "Mother, that hasn't answered my question." I growled."What I did to you, it made you lock up your heart to people around. At least, I know now, that you are in good hands." I didn't understand why she was speaking this way. I wanted to keep on yelling, and be mad at her, but her calm demeanor made it impossible for me
A Stripper's Nightmare Spill
Danielle's POVBrandon was pissed, but so was I. He was holding on really tight to the steering wheel, as he drove us back to the mansion. The tension in the car was so thick, I could almost feel it. His jaws would tick every second; an indication that he was biting back words he so badly wanted to let out. I on the other hand, folded my arms, glaring at the road before us, and only turning around to look at him, once in a few minutes.I couldn't take the silence anymore, so I decided to voice out my thoughts."I can't believe you were actually going to kill my best friend, because of me." "I was going to put a bullet in him, not kill him." He said, before taking his eyes off the road for a second."There's a difference." He deadpanned, and I felt my anger increase."Fuck you, Brandon!" I shouted at him."You know, that's why you have no friends.""I don't need friends." He replied calmly, an indication that he wasn't bothered by my outburst."My mother told you something." He sud
A Stripper's Nightmare Burden of grief
[A/N: A little Insight Into Danielle's mother's death. Enjoy!]Danielle's POV"Hey, little nugget!" I called out to my baby brother, as he stood in front of an ice cream shop. He was only three, and he already had some serious obsession over ice cream.As soon as he saw me, his little feet started to scamper into the opposite direction, making me let out a sigh of frustration."Come on, Ollie! Mom and dad will be looking for us." I whined, as I ran after him."Cweem!!!" He shrieked, as I picked him off the ground, attracting stares from people around.I just turned eighteen, and I haven't got a job, but I've had to spend a chunk of my pocket money to satisfy Oliver's ice cream cravings tonight. I guess Oliver must always want more, as they say.Mom and dad had brought us to this amusement park to have some fun, and celebrate their anniversary, but I've been stuck looking after my little brother, while they played date night."I don't have anymore money for cweem, young man!" I snapped
A Stripper's Nightmare Uncle Jon
Danielle's POV"Woah! This is where she stays?" I asked Brandon, looking around the neighborhood.We were currently seated at the back seat of his car, as Carlos drove us towards our destination. Brandon would occasionally point out directions to him."You seem surprised." Brandon smiled at the expression on my face.For someone who usually collected ridiculously huge amount of money from Brandon, you'd expect her to be living in some luxury estate, and not the freaking suburbs. So yeah! I was a little surprised."You know, where I grew up wasn't any different from this." Brandon said to me, peering through his side of the window."What was it like?" I asked, making him smile."It was...tough.""But there were also perks." He said, relaxing back on his seat."Really? Like what?" I asked, way too eagerly."Well, we were like a city of our own, always looking out for each other." He explained."There was also a very low crime rate in our neighborhood, because we somehow saw each other l
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A Stripper's Nightmare Epilogue
Danielle's POVHe came back to me! Brandon came back to me, after six months in a coma, after six months of helplessly waiting for a miracle. He made my nightmares disappear with just his presence."Momma!" My four years old son exclaimed, right before hugging my legs. From the looks of it, he went fishing again with his father.He looked up at me with his big, hazel eyes, and that was all I needed to confirm my suspicion. "Did you go fishing with your father again?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him."Um...Aurora also came with us?" He confessed, making me roll my eyes, before bending down to meet his height."I wasn't going to punish you, Austin!" I said, making him sigh visibly in relief."Come on! Go ahead and call your sister. Dinner is almost ready." I told him, ruffling his hair fondly.My son's eyes grew even wider, and his face went a bit pale. It was like he suddenly remembered something that scared the hell out of him."What is it, Austin?" I asked, as he suddenly held o
A Stripper's Nightmare Good news
A/N: Alright, readers! Since we're coming to the end of this book, allow me to present y'all with a happy chapter, lol! I promise you won't be mad this time.]Danielle's POVThe beeping of different monitors and his steady breathing, were the only sounds that kept me company. It's been what? Six months since I last looked into his vibrant, blue eyes.My stomach was now bigger, as I was slowly nearing my delivery date. However, I didn't think I could do any of that without him, without Brandon.I let out a sniffle, like I had been doing for over a million times, taking his large hand in my smaller ones, and squeezing lightly."There you are, Danny! Come on and have your bath now!" Aunt Mallory called out from the doorway. Her and Oliver had come all the way from Ohio, as soon as they heard of Brandon's... incident. They've been keeping me company ever since."I don't want to!" I answered her stubbornly, not wanting to take my eyes off Brandon's unconscious body, even for a moment. He w
A Stripper's Nightmare Over the bridge!
Danielle's POV:I didn't realize I'd stopped running, until someone grabbed me by my wrist, and my eyes widened in terror. It was that Calaveros man from earlier; Diaz."Where do you think you're going?" He grinned sinisterly at me, before attempting to drag me off to the direction of their minivan.I started yelling, punching, kicking and scratching as much as I could, but it only seemed to anger him, as he kept tugging at my wrist. I let out a gasp, as a bullet suddenly went through his head, splattering blood all over my face. I watched him fall to the ground with a thud, and I turned around to look for who fired the shot. It was Micheal, and he kept gesturing for me to keep running towards the car.Looking down at the corpse before me again, I suppressed the urge to gag. He had a gun on him, and I bent down to take it from his lifeless hand. I'd seen men using guns before, so it shouldn't be too hard for me, right?Brandon was now clearly winning, as he stood over Sam, who was br
A Stripper's Nightmare On the bridge!
Danielle's POVA fight to the death? What the hell was he thinking? What sort of barbaric, mafia tradition is that? Why is it even a thing?I was suddenly dragged down from the vehicle I'd been boarding, and my eyes immediately started searching for Brandon. We were now on some sort of old, abandoned bridge, and armed Calaveros men were everywhere. I was yet to spot Brandon, even as Sam slowly emerged from behind me. He was shirtless, giving me a much clearer view of his tattoo adorned body. I glared at him."What's the matter, Dee? Nervous?" He smirked at me.I made a move to lunge at him with an attack, but one of his men was quick enough to hold me back, making me groan out in frustration."You won't get away with any of this. I promise you!" I threatened. In that moment, I had finally realized what Sam truly is, who he truly is; an enemy!A minivan finally arrived at the bridge, and all attention were on it. Immediately it stopped, Brandon came out from the back, wincing slightly
A Stripper's Nightmare Old Mafia Rule
Danielle's POVWith one arm around my neck, Sam forcefully dragged me along, towards the noise of the ongoing gun battle. He had a gun pointed to my head, which he used to threaten me to move. I struggled as much as I could, while he just kept laughing like some evil villain."No matter.... what...you do.." I managed to say, as his arms were literally choking me.He loosened up, when he realized I was saying something, and I took that opportunity to gasp for breath, before speaking."No matter what you do, Sam. I'll never love you." I spat at him.For a moment, I thought I saw the old Sam, the one I'd always trusted. His eyes widened in an emotion that resembled... regret? He was however quick to get rid of the look, as soon as it came."This isn't about you, anymore." He seethed, tightening his hold on my neck again and dragging me along.I continued to struggle against his hold, as I we moved closer to the direction of the gunfight.Soon, we were in some sort of courtyard, which w
A Stripper's Nightmare Crazed
Brandon's POV"I'm sorry Brandon, I should have told you earlier." Those were her last words, before Sam snatched the phone from her. He wasn't lying about her carrying my child. How could I be so careless and stupid?"Boss...it's a trap. You can't just go like that?" Micheal said to me, suddenly coming to stand in my way, as I had been moving towards my car."Move!" I growled at him, but he wouldn't budge. The rest of my men just stood, watching us in silence."You're not thinking straight, right now." Micheal complained."Of course I'm not. Didn't you hear that bastard? He has my family and he's threatened to harm them if I don't show up!" I yelled right into Micheal's face."He's trying to goad you!" Micheal argued."What will you have me do, then?" I yelled even louder."Will you prefer that I let them die?" "That's not what I said." Michael said, his voice cracking. I knew my words struck a nerve. His own family had been murdered in front of him, a long time ago. It was a very
A Stripper's Nightmare Come alone!
Brandon's POVI was looking right at the scene before me, but I was too afraid to accept what might have happened. There was need for a closer inspection.This was obviously one of my cars, and it was destroyed almost beyond recognition. My legs moved me faster towards the scene, as I feared the worst. Anissa and Danielle aren't in there, right?"This is bad!" One of my men said, as he approached me, Micheal following right behind me.My men had found this scene first, in their search for Anissa and Danielle, who were supposed to be on their way to join me for tonight's date. They contacted me, and I had begun running here, as fast as I could."We found two bodies, boss. They are badly burnt, but we were still able to save what we can." Micheal announced, making me hold my breath for a second. He just said "two bodies"!"Let me see them." I grunted, shoving Micheal out of my way, as I advanced towards the scenery. It wouldn't be long before the cops show up, so we needed to be quick h
A Stripper's Nightmare Bestfriend or monster?
Danielle's POVPanic coursed through me, as Sam finally closed the gap between us. I found myself backing away from him and turning around to make a run for it. All my warning bells were ringing like crazy, and I knew something unpleasant was about to happen.I instinctively ran towards Anissa, who had been standing there all along. I tried to drag her along with me, but she suddenly pushed me to the ground with one swift motion, leaving me more stunned than terrified.I now had beach sand all over my face, as I raised up my head to look at her. I searched her eyes, and I was taken aback by the look of indifference in them. She looked down at me with so much coldness, I couldn't recognize her anymore. That was when I started making sense of what was happening."I've done what you asked." She said, finally facing Sam, who had a gleeful look in his eyes."You wanted her, she's here." Anissa said again, pointing at me, as I remained in my spot, too stunned to move."I can see that!" Sam
A Stripper's Nightmare Fully human
Danielle's POVTonight I was finally going to let Brandon know. I was going to let him know that I was carrying his child; our child.I already had a whole week to think about it and now I was convinced that telling him might not be such a bad idea, afterall. The possibility of starting a family with him, got me so excited and I just couldn't wait.I looked at my reflection in the mirror with so much joy, thinking about the many things that had happened in my life to bring me right to this very moment. My hands instinctively reached out to touch my stomach, rubbing it soothingly, as my smile widened.I still couldn't believe that there was a new life forming inside me. It made me look at life in a whole new perspective and I just wished Brandon would see things the same way too."Now that's one hell of a dress." Anissa said softly, as she emerged from behind me.She had been the one taking care of me more closely than any other member of Brandon's staff. She was very protective of me
