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His Stripper Chapter 18
OLLIE\ JUNEFinally, Ollie got Gregory Scott to sign the contract. Gregory Scott was an old man who owned a large tract of land where Ollie's new resort was going to take root.The man had dragged him around New York for what felt like an eternity, making Ollie jump through hoops. But at last, he’d signed, agreeing to sell his land to Ollie."It was nice doing business with you," Ollie said with a strained smile as he rose to his feet. He'd spent enough time around Gregory to know he didn’t want a minute more in his company."So soon?" Gregory's brow raised. "You couldn't even pretend now after you got what you wanted?"Ollie let out a forced chuckle. No, he couldn’t."Besides, some beautiful girls are about to roll in. We should celebrate with that," Gregory continued, his eyes glinting with lewd excitement.“Not that he needs to,” said Freddy, a friend of Gregory’s, his aged voice scratchy from the corner of the private bar. “With a face like his, girls probably fall into his lap.” H
His Stripper Chapter 19
JUNEThoughts of the proposal between her and Ollie had kept her up all night, looping through her mind endlessly. There was no backing down now, but still, the decision gnawed at her.Though June had convinced herself she was doing this for the twins, she couldn't help but wonder what Ollie would think of her now. She couldn’t understand why his opinion mattered so much, but it did. It was one of the many reasons that kept her up the whole night.June took a deep, steadying breath as she stood before the steel gate to Ollie's house. She'd been here for minutes, gathering the courage to step forward. With a shaky exhale, she finally reached out to press the button, but the gate groaned open on its own, granting her a view of the mansion. The pristine and reserved three-story estate practically screamed Ollie.She took a cautious step onto the paved courtyard and scanned her surroundings. The neighborhood was silent, framed by majestic mountains and views that would have been beautiful
His Stripper Chapter 20
JUNE“A while,” he replied casually, as if he had all the time in the world to study her.“I… see.” Her answer came out as a coerced whisper.“You don’t have to be nervous.” He crossed his arms, leaning against the wall with an easy confidence.A nervous laugh escaped her. “I’m not.” But even to her own ears, the words sounded false.Ollie shoved his hands into his pockets, as he took his time walking toward her. Her heartbeat kicked up a notch as he closed the distance until he was standing so close she could barely breathe.She instinctively leaned back as he inclined toward her, her body going rigid when his hand brushed over hers where it rested on her thigh. His touch was warm, grounding.She sucked in a breath.“Relax." He spoke in a deep, yet gentle voice as if coaxing her into calm.Her gaze dropped to where his hand lay over hers. Gradually, the frantic bouncing of her leg slowed, and the tightness in her chest began to loosen.She looked up, meeting his steady gray eyes that
His Stripper Chapter 21
JUNEAnxiety twisted in her stomach, tightening its grip, when she got to Ollie's house. It felt like her nerves were on overdrive, buzzing so loud she could barely think straight. She’d shown up fifteen minutes earlier as being punctual was stated in the contract. And she didn’t want to piss off Ollie by making him wait for her arrival. Besides she wasn’t exactly looking forward to this night so she wanted this over with.Ollie’s housekeeper greeted June with a warm smile, one that felt almost too kind given the circumstances, and ushered her inside. But June couldn’t summon the strength to return the smile. The housekeeper led her down a long, dimly lit hallway before pausing at an expansive bedroom door and opening it. “Mr. Ollie will be with you shortly,” she said with a gentle voice before stepping out and closing the door behind her.The room was an extension of Ollie’s personality. A blend of old-world charm and masculinity. Deep vintage curtains hung from the windows and a mass
His Stripper Chapter 22
JUNE A fresh wave of anxiety crashed over her as Ollie slipped back into the room. The reality of what was about to happen hit her all over again. This time, there was no need to crane her head. He came fully into view, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs that clung to his frame. His chest was bare, defined muscles catching the dim light as he sank into the armchair across from her.Her eyes shot to the wall clock above him as if it was the most interesting thing."Nervous?""Why would I be?"She winced because her reply came a bit too quick.A faint chuckle rumbled from him as he beckoned her closer with a finger flick. “Come here.”As soon as the words left his mouth, she was already on her feet. There was something in his deep voice that had her answering to him sheepishly.By the time she reached his side, her breath had turned shallow and her heart pounded against her chest. "What... should I do?" she asked hesitantly, and cringed inwardly. She was so painfully awkward; she cou
His Stripper Chapter 23
OLLIEOllie had brought his damnation upon himself.June was his ruin, and he’d sealed his fate the moment he crossed that line with her. He shouldn’t have made that proposal, shouldn’t have allowed himself to entertain the idea of having her.Sex had never been something he cared about, but the thought of her being touched by anyone but him had ignited a possessive rage in him. So, he’d made the offer, and now, he regretted it. Or did he?The moment he slid out of her, he knew there would be no turning back. Nothing else could compare. No one else could fill the space she’d carved into him and into his mind. He had hoped the sex would push her out of his thoughts, make him forget about her once and for all.But it did the opposite, and in the worst way. Every breath, every soft gasp was now etched into his brain, looping endlessly. He could still feel her beneath him, and the way her body had responded to him so beautifully.He clenched his fists as the memory came rushing back, the
His Stripper Chapter 24
JUNEJune’s eyes darted to Ollie again as she took another bite, barely tasting anything. Anna's food was perfectly seasoned, but all she could taste was the weight of silence between her and Ollie. She chewed absentmindedly, too much chaos going on in her mind.Ollie sat across from her, his expression so tight it looked painful. His jaw was locked in a grim line, and his muscles strained beneath the tailored cut of his gray three-piece suit. The veins on his hand pulsed as he gripped his phone like a lifeline.Why had she blurted that out? If she’d just kept her mouth shut, things wouldn’t be like this. Now, the air between them was thick, charged, and painfully awkward. She hated how her mouth had moved without her brain’s consent.A sigh slipped from her lips as she chewed."Is the food not okay?" Ollie’s voice cut through her thought, his gaze still fixed on his phone.“No,” she blurted, then quickly stumbled to correct herself. “Yes—I mean, it’s fine.” Damn it. “The food’s great.
His Stripper Chapter 25
JUNEJune shouldn't spend this much reminiscing about that night. But she couldn't help it. Every moment from that evening spiraled around her thoughts in vivid images.The way he'd touched her. The way he'd held her. The way he'd soothed her with his words.Her mind lingered on every single detail of that night. Truthfully, June hadn't expected from her first time. She had prepared herself for the worst, bracing for one of her many nightmares. But it had been the best night of her life.Now, she wished it hadn't been so perfect, she wished she had something bad to say about that night. Because at least, she wouldn't be stuck replaying it in her head, obsessing over every single touch.The sky outside was unnaturally bright today. The air felt different—sort of soothing. The atmosphere was warm. She felt extra light and warm inside, but she wasn't about to admit it was because of the sex that was supposed to be anything but romantic.As she neared the entrance of her apartment unit, a
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Two years later. She did it. Finally, she was a certified interior designer. Today was another great milestone for her. With the help of the twins, her friend, Lola who couldn’t be here because she was several countries away And most especially her man. Who’d been with her through thick and thin. Whose loyalty never waver. Whose patience never ran thin. Whose love multiplied daily. Even when she moved across the country, to California, he’d followed her, he’d took charge, he’d been there for her. He’d stayed with her. He’d and made her take the backseat which she was very much pleased. He’d made her the happiest woman on earth. Her heart swelled with the ceremonial gown on her. “Oh my fu—“ Aiden’s exclamation was abruptly cut off when his eyes locked with hers. “Oh my.” He muttered under his breath. He’d become grumpier as he grew older. “What happened?” Amy’s puzzled gaze scanned the surroundings, searching for the cause of Aiden’s displeasure. A gasp escaped her lips, and she
His Stripper Chapter 71
Ollie had been practically glued to her side. He hadn’t been apart from her for more than a minute. And that was a stretch. He followed her around the house like a lost puppy. Whenever she took a step, he was around by her side. “What did you want? What do I need to do? Where are you going?” He would say with so much love and care. She wasn’t complaining at all about his clinginess. As a matter of factly, she loved so much. She missed him so much. Now that he was finally with her, she was never going to let go ever again. Being with him felt like she could finally breathe. She was genuinely happy. She couldn’t explain the level of joy his presence alone brought to her. They’d been indoors for four days without a pint of curiosity for the outside world. It could be burning down and they wouldn’t even care. As long as they were with each other. During those periods, they’d caught up with each other’s life. They’d shared their deepest insecurities. They’d made love so many times. Th
His Stripper Chapter 70
She was just out of the restaurant she worked part time when she bumped Rachel, Ollie’s step mother. When Rachel’s eyes met hers, the smile on her face broadened and Rachel instantly enveloped her into an embrace. “Isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” Rachel’s voice carried a warmth of genuine delight. June returned the hug. “It is.” As Rachel withdrew, she added, “How have you been?” “I’ve been good. Thank you. What about you?” June asked. “I doing well dear. What else can this old lady do?” a shared laughter echoed between them. “What are you doing here?” “I work here.” June answered, her eyes meeting Rachel wrinkled corners. Rachel said with a low hum. “I’m a regular here and I never stumble across you.” “I work the evening shift.” She’d switched shift with one of her colleague who’d pleaded with her. “Must be the reason.” Rachel said, her hand resting on June’s shoulder. “By the way, I heard you broke my son’s heart.” June tensed up, unsure of what to response. “I…” She st
His Stripper Chapter 69
Max: Are you busy?Ollie: Yes. Max: See you by 7. At Eden.It wasn’t hard to make out Max in the bar. His blond hair stood out like a beacon in contrast with the subdued ambiance of the bar and his outfit. A black turtle neck with matching trench coat. When he flopped on the chair opposite Max, he said. “This has better be for a good reason or I might just kill you. ” Max leaned back, no words just a raised brow as Ollie’s hand sought for bottle positioned between them. Not caring what it was, he poured himself a generous measure into the glass. It felt dull as it slid down his throat. He’d gotten accustomed to the taste of liquor. They almost tasted like water to him. “Take another swig, you will need it.” Though, Confused at what Max was implying, he took another swig. The burn of the drink a familiar comfort. This was how he kept his sanity. This was how he kept going after June. She ruined him and he couldn’t even hate her for it. He'd accepted June the type of love he co
His Stripper Chapter 68
She’d been an unfixable mess since the breakup. Firstly, because there had been an unending swirl of chaos within her. Secondly, because life was still life. A colossal mess. She had no luxury to mourn a broken heart. Every morning, she rose to her feet, not because she wanted to but because she had to. She showed up at multiple part-time jobs until she broke a nail because she had to. To top it, she had to read for the exams.When she’d told the twins and Lola about her ambition, they were so proud of her. They mattered to her but deep down she wanted someone else praise. The persono who’d told her it was okay to dream and instilled this confidence into her to take a step towards her dream. The actual person who’d motivated her to take this risky step wasn’t there. At 2 am or 6 pm, when she ate, when she slept when she worked, when she studied. He was a constant pillar in her mind. She had no right to think about him but she couldn’t help it. He was everywhere. He was in every
His Stripper Chapter 67
It always worked. Work had always been a perfect distraction for him anytime he needed to push something aside and not think about it. Until now. Workloads upon workloads. It couldn’t stop the image of June burning the pages of his mind. It haunted him with vividness that made it impossible for him to concentrate. Her anguished voice echoed in his ears, refusing to fade. Her cruel words whipped him like a lash. Her pained face that he wanted to console even after everything.His brain had been on a maddening repetitive loop. We’ve had our fun. Fun?The word taunted him. All he wanted to do was drown thoughts of June out of his mind but everything he’d done proved futile. Seated at his cluttered desk, surrounded by towering stacks of paperwork, but the weight of his workload did little to divert his thoughts. Three days. Twenty hours. And June hadn’t left his mind for a millisecond. Twenty hours of work a day had done little to distract him. June, even in her absence, was a r
His Stripper Chapter 66
He’ll leave you. He’ll regret ever being with you and he’ll leave you. Ollie’s father's words stuck to her, not leaving her mind for a tiny moment just like the ghost of his hand on the skin of her neck, she could also his word strong invisible vise choking her. That’s all it is to you. You don’t deserve him. Shaken by the incident, June’s hand trembled as she extended an arm to the car’s window control panel, her index finger pressing down as if seeking escape from the stifling words that had choked her She’d hoped that the breeze would ease the ache she was feeling. No, it didn’t Instead, it stung her skin with its painful lash. June was quick to wind up the window before slumping into her seat. The more her mind pounded on the words, the more it churned her inside and broke her into pieces. Her insecurities build with thick layers.He would leave you. Soon. He would. The words echoed once more, cutting deeper than any physical wound. An involuntary sob broke out of her m
His Stripper Chapter 65
A week later, June was meeting John at the said hotel. June found it weird that the hotel was deserted, and her eyes darted around in search of signs of life. They were just an old red peacock car and a surprisingly manicured lawn in sight. Before June could change her mind, she made a beeline to the lobby’s entrance. She just wanted to be over it as soon as possible. When she entered, her eyes glanced through the person seated in the corner of the lobby. He wore a fedora. John waved to her from the far end of the lobby. His face was hidden behind a baseball cap, casting a shadow over his features. She hadn’t recognized him at first, her eyes narrowing as she squinted to make out his identity.She sighed with relief and made her way to him. The creak of her footsteps on the grimy floor echoed through the desolate lobby. John’s eyes met hers as she approached, and he smiled croakily, the lines of worry etched on his face evident even in the dim light.“Hey,” she said as she droppe
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A sense of uneasiness swept over her when she pulled open the door to reveal John. Her brother whom she’d forgotten existed until now. John's hand shot up, his fingers moving in a stiff, awkward wave as his lips formed a tight smile. “Hey.” “What are you doing here?” June raised a brow. It was a surprise that John had stayed away when she asked him to. But she was determined to report to the cops if he showed up at her doorstep back then. Now, three months had passed. It would be a big joke if he thought she would let him in again. John chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Our reunion went a lot better in my head.” His eyes darted through the dimly lit porch. Her lips pulled into a deep line of scowl. Reunion? After what had happened? The memories of the past twisted her inside into a tight knot.Her grip clenched around the doorknob. “Can you at least invite me in?” John raised a hopeful brow.“No.” she gripped the door’s edge and closed it in on her body, leavi
