CARTER’S POVI walked into the living room, the space looking so small my guest bathroom would easily give it a run for its money. I took the time to fully take a good look around the room. I was impressed at the arrangement of the place. The room had a very minimalistic touch and I found it very cute. Every single thing in the house, every piece of furniture, the color grade of the walls, the little frames of pictures that hung on random places in on the wall, the smell of her perfume that wafted around the room, the throw pillows that looked like little clouds, the little pink barbie themed blanket on one side of the couch, even the color of the couch, the arrangements. Everything just screamed her and it was so heartwarming. So homey and warm and exuded actual care and love, something that was clearly lacking in my home.I stopped at one of the pictures on the wall. It was a picture of her and her best friend, I think her name was Clara or Ciara or something like that. It did not
ALVIRA’S POV I shivered as the evenings cool breeze chilled my bare arms. I was going to work in a night club, for the first time in my life. This was would even be my first time of being in a nightclub, but I really needed the money, my friend – the only person I had in the world, Clarissa, was sick, and I needed money for her treatment. She had fought me over going to work at a night club, not minding that she was the one that was sick, and she was the one that needed the money. According to her, the nightclub was no place for an innocent girl like me. But, heaven knows I had no other choice other than being a stripper. However, age had helped me dress. Helping me strap my red lacy push up bra that made my boobs jut out in a way that really embarrassed me, making me blush. I was wearing a very short skirt, and fishnet garters that even made me feel more exposed, yet Clarissa had taken one look at me, and said I still looked ‘too innocent’ My work at the club, as the manager ex
ALVIRA’S POVI could feel the tears fall freely now as I got home, despite the fact, I enjoyed everything that happened between Carter and I at the night club.But, the memories from three years ago came crashing in, harder, stronger. I had been outside, trying to get to my rundown home in an equally run down neighborhood quickly before the heavy rain that was brewing came pouring down, and I decided to go through an alley that was a short cut. I could still remember the sound of the rain, the smell of wet pavement, cigarettes, and dirt as powerful arms held me down, hurting me, violating my body. He had kissed me, and his mouth had tasted vile, making me feel like gaging, but I suppressed the urge to throw up. I needed my mouth to breathe, as my nostrils did not seem to get enough air. I shivered, then hugged myself as I finally got to my house. That had been three years ago, and in another neighborhood, another state – so why did I still remember that night so vividly immediate
CARTER’S POVThinking of the little stripper that took the other day, I took long drag while I smiled as I felt the immediate effect slamming against my brain. Life was indeed good. One of the blonds behind me – sherry, or something like that, snaked a hand across my shoulder, curving her thumb, and attempting to take a sniffer of my product. I smacked her hand, and laughed when she whelped."Sorry Sherry. Only good girls get this stuff. You have to prove yourself first.”I watched as a look of pain entered her eyes, and I got easily annoyed. These whores were the same. Always getting hurt for stupid reasons.The whore turned her eyes up to mine, batting her fake lashes. “I’m Sharon, not Sherry.”I hissed, getting annoyed. “Well Shay, I’m already bored with you, leave my mansion now.”Tears immediately filled the whore’s eyes as I called my guards to throw her out. They didn’t even let her put on her clothes, and I had to laugh as I watched them throw her out naked – then I also asked
CARTER’S POVGetting to the club, I downed a shot of whiskey as I thought endlessly of my father’s word to me. Then all of a sudden, I noticed Alvira was no where to be found.For no reason, I became worried and began searching for her with a scattered gaze."Where is the new stripper girl?” I asked one of the stripper lady in nude."I don’t know who you speak of Mr. Carter,” she responded and with a disdain look, I permitted her to leave without a word to her.It’s rather stranger getting worried about a common stripper girl but something about her seem different.Was it her first time doing this job?Her lips tasted so innocent and without experience.All of these thoughts kept raging in my head. But then I remembered my father’s words to me."Isn’t this a blessings in disguise?” I murmured silently, lost in my thoughts. I mean, my father had asked me to find an innocent, vulnerable girl, make her love me, and then break her heart brutally.Making little Alvira my lab rat in gettin
ALVIRA'S POVI felt the slight shivers that racked my body begin to increase. I tried to stop my teeth from chattering together by biting down hard at my lower lip till I felt blood trickled down my lip.Tears filled my eyes. I was such a weirdo. Carter was all gentleness now, smiling at me, and asking polite little questions, but I could hardly answer him. No matter how much I tried to, my teeth could not just stop. He reached out a hand gently and took mine that was balled in a tight fist. "Alvira look at me,” he commanded, but there was a gentleness in his voice. Unwittingly, I found myself staring into his intimidating jet-black eyes."Do you want me to hold you?” He asked, and if the offer was unusual, the look in his eyes showed he knew what I needed, even before I needed it.Right now, I did need a hug badly, but I was afraid of how my body would react to his if I let him hold me again. I found myself nodding, against my better judgement.I expected Carter to get up, and w
CARTER’S POV I drew in a breath as I heard my phone ring, and my father’s name appear on the screen. I was surprised to notice I didn’t look forward to talking to him. As much as I hated my father, I had always enjoyed talking with him, his conversations proved challenging. I didn’t care to examine the reason why I did not want to speak with him today, but it probably had something to do with damaging the innocence that shone through a certain per of green eyes. It was easy, just too easy, and because of how easy it was, I felt something I had never felt before, guilt. "You’ve done some things I’m proud of Carter.” My father started as soon as I picked the call. In the past, I would have been thrilled to hear he was proud of me, but now, I was starting not to care. "You found just the right girl. What’s her name again – Alexa – Alina?” "Alvira.” I snapped, trying my best to figure out what my father was playing at before he struck his blow. I always failed at that. Somehow, M
ALVIRA's povI never comprehended how rapidly someone could infiltrate every aspect of your existence, weaving themselves into your every thought, emotion, and pulse. Carter did that to me, and to this day, I can not determine if it was magic or madness. Whether by his side or not, his influence dominated every moment, immersing me in a realm I had never envisioned. Despite the excitement, there was a subtle sense of unease present. It was an unspoken heaviness that felt like a looming storm.The initial indication of that stress appeared on a peaceful evening stroll. We had recently departed from a charming small eatery, the type that seemed secluded, secure. Carter and I strolled next to each other down a street bordered by trees, his hand occasionally brushing against mine. He appeared deeply engrossed in his thoughts, his typical calm attitude now replaced by a sense of restraint, as if he was concealing a feeling unique to him.Suddenly, he inquired, "Have you ever pondered on
CARTER’S POVI walked into the living room, the space looking so small my guest bathroom would easily give it a run for its money. I took the time to fully take a good look around the room. I was impressed at the arrangement of the place. The room had a very minimalistic touch and I found it very cute. Every single thing in the house, every piece of furniture, the color grade of the walls, the little frames of pictures that hung on random places in on the wall, the smell of her perfume that wafted around the room, the throw pillows that looked like little clouds, the little pink barbie themed blanket on one side of the couch, even the color of the couch, the arrangements. Everything just screamed her and it was so heartwarming. So homey and warm and exuded actual care and love, something that was clearly lacking in my home.I stopped at one of the pictures on the wall. It was a picture of her and her best friend, I think her name was Clara or Ciara or something like that. It did not
CARTER’S POVFuck! She tasted so good. And the Lord give me strength but the way she moaned my name. It was so sinful coming out of her innocent lips. Nothing could beat that feeling and it took every single fiber in me to not rip off my clothes, bend her over and have my unholy way with her. She looked so beautiful splayed on the bed, her legs writhing under me as I held her in place.The look of surprise that washed over her face whenever she felt a wave of pleasure run through her was crazy funny and if I was not so wound up and laser focused on making her cum over and over again, I would have fallen flat on my butt and laughed at her. It was like she could not believe the waves of pleasure coursing through her body and the words that were rolling out of her lips. Her knuckles were white from tightly gripping the sheets. I slipped a single digit into her, feeling her tight hole.“Fuck, you are so tight, baby.” I groaned but she could only moan in response. She was so wet and sli
ALVIRA’S POVHis lips were as soft as expensive silk. I may not have touched any expensive silk in my life but that was what it had always felt like whenever he kissed me. He would kiss me with so much passion that I always ended up feeling weak in the knees. It was like his kisses were calling to my senses and every single time, they answered of their own volition.This kiss, however, was different. This kiss was demanding, it was so powerful it left me breathless. There was a certain urgency to it that left me weak. It was like Carter wanted me to fully give in to him and I could not help but happily give in to him.I felt his hands roam the side of my body, stopping and resting on my waist as they held me in place. His lips left my lips and trailed a path from my lips to my neck. Out of my body’s own will, I arched my back, tilting my neck to help him get some more access to my neck, letting out a small moan at the feeling. I felt liquid pool between my legs as we continued. “Cart
ALVIRA’S POVThe ride home was in a comfortable silence. We listened to the quiet music that streamed from the speakers and would randomly comment on random things or people that we would come across. It felt like this was the norm between us and it made me feel more relaxed and sure about my decision. I had always admired how patient he always was with me, not trying to force his decisions or opinions on me and carefully showing me how things are done without making me feel like a fool. We finally got to the house. Carter packed in a spot that was closest to the front door so we would not have to walk a long way to get the items we bought. I knew we had gotten a lot but arranging them to carry up to the apartment and I could not help but gasp at the number of bags from stores I was sure I had never known of their existence until today. “Wow, these are quite the handful, Carter. Thank you so much. I really, really appreciate everything you do for me.” I said. I felt my eyes begin
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked over to the car and Carter, like a true gentleman, opened my door for me. I smiled and whispered a low thank you before he went on to close the door and walked over to his side of the car and got in. I felt chills run down my spine at the thought of what we were about to do next. This was the first time I had willingly wanted to be with a man, let alone go all the way to kissing him. The nerves wracked through my body, and I held my hands together as I looked down at them fiddling with each other on my laps.Carter, as usual, must have noticed it because the next thing I felt were his hands wrapping over mine on my laps. I looked up to look up at him, uncertainty clearly written in my eyes as I stared into his clear eyes. I did not bother hiding my fears from him because I knew that either way, he was going to figure it out like he always did. It was as if I was an open book to him and reading me was like reading the alphabet.“You know, if you are not comfo
ALVIRA’S POVWe ended up going round the mall and entering every other store. And with each store we entered, Carter made sure to get something, no matter how small and would make the lady, who we had come to know as Haley, go all the way to the car to drop it and come back to meet us. I found it very funny how he was trying so hard to make her pay for what she did to me. It warmed my heart to see him worry about me to the point of fighting for me. He would occasionally give her the stink eye while she was not looking, he would randomly call out to her and have her run silly errands for us. He made her our little errand girl, making her go for every little type of errand, from picking a pair of slippers on the other side of the aisle or going to the next store to pick up something he saw and randomly thought of getting. At some points, I had to make him stop and not give in to the urge to send her on some wild goose chase. It was fun to watch him be petty, although at some point I
ALVIRA’S POV“I want you to fire her.”I let out a gasp as the sales woman immediately got on her knees and began to frantically beg. She crawled to where Carter and I stood and continued begging.“I beg you, Mr. Blane, please do not do this to me. This job is all I have, if I lose it, I would be left to roam the streets. I promise you that this will never repeat itself. Just please, please, spare me this one time. Please.” she cried, but Carter would have nothing to do with her. He sneered at her as he used his leg to fling her hand off of him.“You should have thought of that before you decided to humiliate my woman.” he sneered at her. I felt a pang in my heart as I watched her. Of course, she was in the wrong for making the wrong assumptions on me but it did not get to the point where she would have to lose her job just because of a simple misunderstanding. It felt wrong. But Carter seemed to have made up his mind, ignoring the looks from people around and the pleadings of the
ALVIRA’S POVI could not even begin to imagine what would have happened if Carter had not come to my rescue. I still can not get over how some people can just be so mean and condescending and just so quick to jump to conclusions. I know that it was way out of my account balance to purchase the bracelet and I really was not going to get it. I had only wanted to show him and get the price from the guy at the reception and see if I could get a discount or installment payment plan.With all that he had gotten for me today, getting him something, no matter how little, was the best I could do to appreciate him for all he did and has been doing. He had been a ray of morning light ever since he had come into my life, always swooping in like my knight in shining armor to save the day. Conversations with him flowed freely and I always looked forward to spending time with him.I had only picked up the bracelet to examine it and take it over to him just to get his opinion on it when the crazy
CARTER’S POVRage flowed through my veins as I watched the scene unfold in front of everyone. The look on Alvira’s face showed that she was so close to tears and that she was getting really embarrassed by the attention she was suddenly getting. I watched her lips tremble as the crowd gathered, her eyes darting left and right as she frantically tried to get away from the shop attendant’s vice grip to no avail. I could see that she was struggling to keep her cool and not cry her eyes out. “Please, let me go. I promise you, I didn’t not steal anything. I would never. I just wanted to look at it.” She pleaded with the lady. “Oh, just shut up, you cheap and worthless scum. I have seen lots of your type come in here and go. You try to make up stories about how you just wanted to look at it when in truth, you are really here to steal.” She scoffed. “I mean, look at you, you clearly can not afford even the cheapest item in this store and you expect me to believe any word that comes out of