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A Stripper's Nightmare Upper hand
Brandon's POV"Boss! We have Danielle." Michael announced through the phone, making me sigh in releif."Take her home. I'll deal with Cox myself." I replied, hanging up and looking at the building before me.This was the place described in the address, and I wasn't surprised that Cox would want to meet up in a place like this. It was his own bar, afterall.I casually adjusted my collar, before heading right for the main entrance. Two burly men stood at the door, menacing looks on their faces. They hastily gave way for me to enter, which I did.The bar was filled up tonight, with people drinking, smoking and basically having their idea of a good time. None of them seemed notice my presence, which was good for me, because I was here on a serious business.I lit up a cigarette, as my eyes slowly scanned the place for Cox. I finally saw him sitting at the counter, taking a few shots of whiskey. Maybe he knew I had arrived, but he didn't show it, didn't turn around to flash me his stupid,
A Stripper's Nightmare Monster
Danielle's POVI ran down the dark flight of stairs, as Anissa followed closely, calling out to me from behind."Miss Owens! You can't be down there." She whined in protest, but I paid her no heed.I needed to see Brandon, and I needed to see him now. I needed to know what he's been up to for the past twenty four hours, I needed to know why he didn't come to get me himself. Why did he even bother to send Micheal and Sam for me, if he'll only end up avoiding me still? "Miss Owens?!" Anissa persisted, and I found myself picking up my pace, as we arrived in some sort of basement.I heard distant groans, and I perked up at the sound immediately, looking towards where it was coming from.Anissa was suddenly in front of me, obstructing me from going any further. "You need to turn back now." She said, her demeanor turning dead serious. I hadn't been in these parts of the mansion, and it was clear that they were hiding something down here."This place is off bounds." She stated."Then why i
A Stripper's Nightmare Roaming hands
Danielle's POVThe warm water from the shower, ran down our naked bodies, as we stood before each other in silence. We let the water wash away all the blood and sweat, but definitely not my dirty thoughts.My eyes shamelessly roamed Brandon's perfectly sculpted body, and I gulped at the sight of his gradually, erecting cock. Maybe he noticed my stare, but he didn't show it. Gosh! He was really big down there and I was almost scared for a moment."Are you sure about this?" He asked, and for once, he looked like he really meant it. No smirk, or sly grin... just a sincerely concerned expression on his face.I slowly nodded my head, lifting my hands to touch his broad chest."I want to clean you up, Brandon." I whispered, giving him a small smile.He seemed to be a little more relaxed at my touch, handing the soap over to me.My hands leisurely slid down his body; his large biceps, chest and toned abs. I could feel his eyes on my lips the whole time, but I continued with my grooming. I l
A Stripper's Nightmare Games
Danielle's POVI gave Brandon a pointed look, as his leg rubbed against mine, from under the table.He was dressed up in a black, long sleeve shirt, looking as dashing as ever, with his hair perfectly styled. We were all having our breakfast in silence, as he seemed to be going to work, while myself and Oliver were going to school.His legs slowly trailed up mine, making me flinch and glare at him. Brandon just smirked, clearly enjoying himself way too much."Stop!" I mouthed at him, briefly glancing at my brother, to make sure he wasn't noticing anything."What?" He asked out loud, making me slap my palm against my forehead, in frustration. Great! Now Oliver was looking at me."You're so annoying!" I rolled my eyes at Brandon, while he just feigned an innocent, clueless look."What did I do?" He shrugged, making an attempt to pout like a scolded child.Oliver just looked on in obvious confusion, as we both bickered amongst each other."Are you guys dating?" My little brother suddenly
A Stripper's Nightmare Problems
Danielle's POVBrandon was feeling really confident about the stunt he pulled on me earlier; I could tell by the stupid, undying grin on his face, as he sat beside me in the backseat of his car. Micheal was the one driving us today, and from time to time, I'd catch him looking between myself and Brandon, as if he was worried by our silence. There was absolutely no way I was letting Brandon get away with what he did, no way!"Are you okay? You look a little pale, mia cara!" He teased, and I squinted my eyes at him.A very naughty idea suddenly struck me, as we got closer to my school, and I found myself smirking at him instantly.I slowly leaned back on my chair, roaming my own hands all over my body, and letting out soft moans. Brandon's smile was instantly wiped off his face, and I saw Micheal struggle to keep his signature straight face."What the fuck are you doing?" Brandon questioned, and I could sense the slight panic in his voice."Mmm...what does it look like?" I asked back,
A Stripper's Nightmare The Calaveros
Brandon's POV"The Iron Wolf!" The older man exclaimed, as I walked towards him, flanked by three of my masked men.I rolled my eyes at his antics. He hadn't changed much, since I last saw him. He was in a small, indoor pool with about three blonde women, and from the looks of it, he was high as a fucking kite."To what do I owe a visit from Il dolore rosso?" He slurred, just as I was given a chair to sit."Cut to the chase, Xander. You invited me here." I said, making him chuckle to himself."Oh... right!"He waved his hand casually, and the women in the pool with him, were suddenly standing up to leave. I just watched impatiently."I forget sometimes, how much you're like your father. So impatient." He said, finally coming out of the pool himself.I didn't like it whenever people mentioned my late father in any conversation. He was a memory I'd rather shove down to the very deepest, darkest parts of my mind, for reasons best known to me."And I forget sometimes, how much of a talkat
A Stripper's Nightmare Power
Brandon POVA carved ring like the ones on my fingers are considered a symbol of authority in a mafia. Every mafia boss is expected to wear a ring, with the symbol of his mafia group engraved onto it. It was like a crown for a king.In a fight between two different mafia gangs, a side can only be defeated, if the ring is taken off the finger of their leader. I destroyed the Alvarez, Louisanas, Morgans; I defeated them one after the other, and took each of their rings. I killed Santiago Calaveros too, but...Somehow, the Calaveros seemed to have returned now, and the only way they can fully get back into power, is if I give it back to them.I sat in the solitude of my dimly lit sitting room, mulling to myself, as I smoked a stick of cigarette. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Santiago Calaveros was back. I mean, it had to be him, right?I looked down at the ring that I'd been absent-mindedly playing with. It was made of silver, and had the carvings of a two headed cro
A Stripper's Nightmare Guilt
Danielle's POVI slowly opened my eyes, to be met with the familiar, morning scenery of my room, here in Brandon's mansion.Speaking of Brandon, I seemed to remember him putting me to sleep last night, but he was nowhere around, right now. He'd probably run off to do some mafia business or whatever."Shall I run your bath, Miss Owens?" Anna's voice suddenly startled me, and I turned to see her standing by the door of the bathroom."Dammit, Anna!" I exclaimed, placing my hand on my chest and sighing in releif. She just smiled at me."You've got to stop calling me that." I said to her, as I lazily rolled off the bed."Sorry, Miss Danielle." She said, and I resisted the urge to ask her to call me "Danny".My thoughts suddenly drifted towards Sam, and the conversation I had with Brandon, last night. I remembered how Brandon was so unwilling to help Sam, and a sudden wave of panic began to wash over me.I began to imagine all the horrible things they must have done to Sam, or the things t
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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
