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11. Exhibitionist I
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Dirty Sexy Saint 12. Exhibitionist II
Jordan Miller~•~"You're not serious, are you?" I spluttered. I thought he'd forgotten about me barging on him, but who was I kidding? And what the hell did he mean by being watched."Damn serious," Alessandro replied, not an ounce of humour in his voice. I looked around the club again. I was certain he wasn't talking about being waitress here. And the only other thing I could see women doing for money was stripping. I shook my head, stepping back. "No way."He caught me by the waist before I could move away too much. "Why not?" He asked curiously. At least, it didn't seem like he was about to force me. With everything I'd done since I arrived at his place, I expected him to. Maybe, he just wasn't as cruel as most people painted him as."Why not?" I repeated. "What if people see me? Then, they go spread the word that I'm a stripper? Word flies fast in my school, Alessandro. I can't have that.""That's what you're worried about?" He laughed. "People seeing? You are a different breed
Dirty Sexy Saint 13. A dead man
Jordan Miller~•~Alessandro had left me to put on my dress while he went to his office and instructed me to meet him there when I was done. The alcohol hadn't been in my system for long, but I was already beginning to sober up. Maybe, I didn't take enough as I was already beginning to question my sanity. Who would want to dance half naked just for the fun of it?And if it hadn't been for Alessandro, I probably would've gone completely naked. Fuck. I wondered how I would've faced him if I got to do it. Hell, I wondered how I was going to face him after telling him to punish me mere minutes ago.What was wrong with me? I wasn't usually this desperate for attention. A bit irritated at myself, I put on my gown as quickly as possible. Then, I stood in front of the mirror and accessed the damage I did to the dress.It was still pretty; sexy even. But if I was Alessandro, I'd kill me. The only thing that made me regret retouching the dress was that Alessandro hadn't reacted much to it.
Dirty Sexy Saint 14. Training with the boss?
Jordan Miller~•~I kind of blamed Alessandro for what happened back at the club.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been living in his mansion and I wouldn't have had to go to the club.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had to go to the club and I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone.If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have danced in front of everyone and I wouldn't have had a man corner me in the ladies' room. If I didn't have a man corner me in the ladies' room, the fate of his life wouldn't have been in my hands. And Alessandro wouldn't have killed him.Alessandro didn't make his death easy either. Right in front of me, as soon as I'd made my decision, he fired a shot at his leg.I still remember the gut-wrenching scream that left his lips. Of course, Alessandro wasn't fazed as he fired another shot at his other leg. Then, he gave him the option to run. It wasn't actually an option, it was an order.The man tried to stand up, but with both of his legs recently shot, he
Dirty Sexy Saint 15. My dick in her mouth?
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I knew I said I wouldn't get involved with her.But she just made me so fucking mad that I couldn't help myself.For the first few seconds, she didn't kiss me back. But when my hand tightened around her head, she finally did. She sucked on my bottom lip, probably drawing out blood from the cut, and moaned at the taste. The sound had all my blood rushing down south. She was a fucking little minx sometimes.I hated that she wasn't taking care of herself. I didn't know if it was intentional or because she wanted to avoid me, but when Maya reported to me that Jordan hadn't been having breakfast or dinner, I almost lost my shit.She was eating so little while I was making Luigi work her so hard. She didn't know it, but I had plans for her. I was going to use her manipulative skills to my advantage and she was going to benefit monetarily from it. I just needed to know I could trust her first.Effortlessly, I picked her up and placed her on the aisle, never breaking
Dirty Sexy Saint 16. Escape plan
Jordan Miller~•~"You're quite cozy with the boss."I froze mid-action. "What do you mean?"Maya giggled. "You know what I mean." She said suggestively.I shrugged as I continued chopping the vegetables. "I don't know what you're talking about."It was a bold face lie since she'd seen us practically mauling each other's mouths the other day, but she didn't argue. She just smiled mischievously. "Whatever you say, Jordan. He's quite taken with you though."For the past few days, I'd tried not to think about what had happened between me and Alessandro. I didn't know how I'd gone from being mad at him to getting on my knees and waiting for him to give me orders.I was embarrassed, not because I'd almost given him a blow—I actually wanted to finish that as promised—but because Pat had walked in on us.I was also annoyed because of the interruption. Pat had taken him away and I didn't know what they discussed that made him leave for Italy. When he'd told me he'd be leaving, I obviously wa
Dirty Sexy Saint 17. Pest-like woman
Alessandro Maurizio~•~"È un piacere fare affari con te, Maurizio." (It's a pleasure doing business with you.)"Allo stesso modo, Romano." (Likewise.)I shook hands with him and passed our copy Patrizio the signed document.It was merely a contract, stating we were allies and if any one of us broke the contract, the other had the right to kill one and take over his mafia.It wasn't such a big deal because he was actually a friend. Well, his father and mine were friends so we were forced to associate with one another. We had a common enemy that we were going to bring down together."Ora colpiamo il club." Romano proposed, reading my mind. (Let's hit the club.)I smirked at him. What better way to celebrate our legal binding than joining the party?Together, we left the meeting room and he led us to the VIP area.I wasn't surprised to see it almost empty. There were only a few people around and all of them were his men. Soon, a half-naked waitress came to take our orders. I smiled inwar
Dirty Sexy Saint 18. Using the professor
Jordan Miller~•~I didn't think going back to school would be this hard. I stood in front of Professor Mark's class, not knowing how to make my entrance. It didn't help that I was late and he'd already started teaching. If I went in now, all eyes would be on me. But I also couldn't leave without attending any classes. I didn't take the bus to school for nothing.Mind made, I took my first step in. The class halted. Professor Mark turned around to see who'd distracted his class, his eyes almost falling out when he saw it was me. I sent him a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I'm late."I scanned the class, seeing my friends in their normal seats, except this time, there was no space for me. They all wore the same expression on their faces. Disbelief. And I knew I had a lot of explaining to do. I just needed to come up with a good-ass lie.Not wasting any more time idling at the front, I made my way to the back and took a seat th
Dirty Sexy Saint 19. Hurting Blake
Jordan Miller~•~"You what?" Cathy exclaimed, being the dramatic person she has always been. Alessandro should've asked her why she wasn't into acting, not me.I laughed. "Don't make me repeat it.""You legit sucked his dick?"I rolled my eyes. She'd been repeating it because she refused to believe that I could actually do it. At this point, I was sure that her roommate who was in her room would've heard it too. "I'm serious. I need to pass this course somehow, don't I?""And what about the other ones?""I do better in those either way.""Wow." Catherine was still in awe. "I've always thought you were the prude between the two of us.""Hey!" I yelled, offended."I never expected that you of all people would do something so risky and scandalous." I shrugged. What did she expect from me? To be a goody two shoes? Most importantly, what image of me had I shown her?We were on the couch in the front room of her apartment, watching TV. Except we were doing more talking than rewatching one
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Dirty Sexy Saint 70. Marry her (The final chapter)
Alessandro Maurizio~•~"Come on," Jordan said as she tried to drag me upstairs. She didn't succeed very much, making her frown at me. "Alessandro!" She whined and I chuckled.Guests had started coming in and we had to be at the door to welcome them, but Jordan had other ideas. "Why do you even need me upstairs?" I asked her, catching sight of a new guest strolling in. Thankfully, Pat was there to make small talk with them."I just want to give you your present before we get carried away.""Jordan!" I scolded playfully, "we can't have sex while everyone is downstairs."Jordan didn't permit me to sleep last night even if she left the room, and immediately it was midnight, she was carrying in a cake and singing happy birthday in a low tune so she wouldn't disturb the others. It was such a sweet gesture that I found myself falling in love with her even more.I'd never imagined myself falling in love; I'd never imagined I would fall in love with Jordan. If I'd known how good it felt to b
Dirty Sexy Saint 69. Regret
Jordan Miller~•~Cathy was honestly a different breed. As soon as she saw the black card in my hand, she concluded that all the bills were on me. When I tried to protest, she took my phone (while we were still in the house) and called Alessandro.Alessandro, who hadn't expected it to be Cathy, answered with, "Hey, mama," and it was on loudspeaker. After getting over her amusement, she announced she was the one on the phone and asked if the black card was to cover all the bills, including theirs.It was embarrassing, but Cathy didn't get embarrassed easily. The guys also said they wouldn't be comfortable letting another man pay their bills, but she was quick to shush them, awaiting Alessandro's answer. "That was precisely the reason I gave her the card."Cathy shot me a look of triumph as she handed my phone back to me. Next, they wasted a few minutes, fawning over my car and arguing about who would drive it.I'd just stared at them for a while before I entered the driver's seat and
Dirty Sexy Saint 68. Shopping
Jordan Miller~•~I heard the doorbell ring and I shot up from the couch, half scaring the men around me. "I'll get that."Alessandro chuckled, shaking his head as he stood up as well. "I'll come with you."I made a face. He was only coming with me because he knew Blake was also at the door and he was a very possessive man. I didn't object though. I wanted my friends to meet Alessandro after all. "Promise to be nice.""Dolcezza, I don't make promises I can't keep."I scoffed, not bothering to try with him because he meant what he said. As we reached the front door, Alessandro decided to open it himself. He stood in front of me, blocking my view from my friends. I pushed him to the side with little to no strength. He most likely moved out of his own accord.All three of them stood there patiently. Cathy, unusually, was putting on a dress, a jacket, and a pair of boots, making her seem taller than she already was. Spencer and Blake were dressed similarly in a shirt, undershirt, and trou
Dirty Sexy Saint 67. Engaged?
Jordan Miller~•~I took a deep breath as I stared at the apartment complex again. It was fine. Everything was fine. I didn't have to worry too much. They would be welcoming, wouldn't they?"You don't have to go in if you don't want to." Alessandro interrupted the pep talk I was giving myself."Oh, I want to. But what if they don't want me anymore?" Since I'd decided to tell my friends about Alessandro, that was the one thing I'd been worried about. "They're your friends, they'd welcome you anytime. If anything goes wrong though, call me. I'll come immediately."I smiled at him. "Sure." Then, I frowned. "It isn't fair you get to ride my baby before me though."Just as promised, Alessandro had taken me to the car dealer. It was a 2020 Rolls Royce Wraith that was worth over three hundred thousand dollars. I hadn't known the name of the car but I happened to like it. Only after choosing it did Alessandro tell me what it was called."You can ride this baby."I didn't know what Alessandro
Dirty Sexy Saint 66. A themed party
Jordan Miller~•~"I want you to be mine."Like any other girl, those words excited me. But they also scared me because they were very much random.Alessandro and I were in the middle of a conversation in the kitchen when he blurted them out. They still hadn't found a replacement for Maya because they couldn't just trust anybody, especially after what happened with Maya.Inviting any man or woman to be a full-time cook in the house gave that person access to information and who knows what the person might do with it?"When you say yours…""My girlfriend, my fiance, my wife, my everything." He said, casually peeling a potato. I'd never seen Alessandro do such a mundane job, but I'd said I wanted to cook and he offered to join because he was still following me around to make sure I was okay. Besides that, he looked incredibly hot with an apron and a peeler in his hand.I bit my lip, trying not to be too giddy with excitement. I must have been quiet for too long because Alessandro looked
Dirty Sexy Saint 65. Search party
Jordan Miller~•~I straightened up on the bed as Alessandro walked into the room, carrying a tray most likely filled with things that would add nutritional value to my health."You don't have to do all these, you know?" I chuckled, stretching my hand forward to take the tray from him, but he didn't give it to me. He swatted my hand away and sat next time, then he started feeding me."I'm not complaining, Jordan.""That's because you don't believe me when I say I'm fine. For the umpteenth time, I am." I informed him, opening my mouth immediately after to take in a spoonful of the meal.He shook his head. He was looking very casual today — a tank top and joggers — as he'd been these past few days. Then again, he had not left my side, claiming he needed to take care of me and his men banished him from working for the next few weeks, so he had enough time on his hands to bug me. "Tesoro, you haven't left this room since we came home—"I quickly cut in. "Maybe that's because your room is v
Dirty Sexy Saint 64. Not like this
Jordan Miller~•~I closed my eyes, awaiting my death.Although I didn't want the last thing I saw to be Vince's annoyed face as he pulled the trigger, I also didn't want to see the horror in Alessandro's eyes as I took my last breath.I expected a bullet to pierce through my heart. I expected to be dead in seconds. What I didn't expect was to be flung to the side like a rag doll. I would've fallen to the floor if Alessandro hadn't been there to catch me."Fuck, Jordan, are you okay?"I nodded distractedly, noticing the hall had gone deadly silent. I turned around in his arms and nothing could've prepared me for the sight I met.Vince's arm was still hung in the air, his gun in his hand, frozen as he gazed at his brother's dying form, who was on the ground with his hand placed on his stomach.His hand was filled with blood, which only meant that was where he was shot. This was the second time he was taking a bullet for me and this one seemed worst than the last. Hell, it was obvious i
Dirty Sexy Saint 63. Let it go
Jordan Miller~•~I blinked repeatedly, looking at the gun in my hand; looking at my finger on the trigger that I had pulled. I had killed a man.Well, I wasn't certain until he dropped to the ground, an obvious wound on his head, revealing Alessandro.My eyes met with Alessandro's and he looked shocked to see me. I looked down at my hands again. They were shaking; so badly that I almost dropped the gun. A shadow fell over me. It was Alessandro. At that moment, all the grudges I held against him were nowhere to be found. I couldn't even remember why I was mad at him, to be honest.I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether to slap him, hug him or kiss him, but Alessandro made the decision for me, pulling me into his arms and kissing me senseless.The feeling was both familiar and foreign at the same time. I'd forgotten how good Alessandro kissed. Hell, everything he did was good and I wasn't even exaggerating. My gun clattered to the ground as my arms wrapped around his neck, br
Dirty Sexy Saint 62. My girl
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I had been looking forward to this day all week; since the day Vlad successfully tracked the location of Vince and fucking Romano.I'd known neither of them would have answered or returned my calls, which was why I had Vlad do it. Vlad was able to keep him on the phone for as long as we needed to track them because of his wittiness.We had a plan. Vlad and his men had just gone in and the other family was prepping to go. I wouldn't admit it, but my heart was pounding. This was the closest I'd ever been to Jordan, assuming she was inside the house at the moment.Knowing Jordan as much as I did, there was a possibility she'd try to escape, so I wouldn't be surprised if she already did."Siete pronti?" Patrizio asked the fuckers in the backseat. (Are you guys ready?)"Pronto a sconfiggere questo figlio di puttana," Lorenzo replied, seeming more enthusiastic than he should have. (Ready to take this motherfucker down.)"Perché lo odi?" Carlo asked in amusement. (Why
