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His Stripper Chapter 36
A frosty splash of fear snatched air off her lungs and she felt an instant squeezing hurt in her chest. Her heart leaped like a wild stag in her throat, sweeping a faint dizziness over her. She gasped, trying to scrape in any oxygen she could get due as an ache tightened her chest. The voices around her blared in high frequency making her head pound heavy. Her thought scrambled a sentence. —Aiden and Amy are with the loan shark. Aiden and Amy are with the loan shark—Oh, God. Oh, God. She’d done all they asked her to do. She’d paid the debt in full even though she wasn’t owing them. She’d even paid the interest with no complaint because she didn’t want to have anything to do with them. Because she didn’t want them to come for the twins. So what could they possibly want from her? Or her siblings? A gale assailed her, threatening to sweep her off her feet. She felt her leg wobble beneath her before fumbling, leading her straight to the floor. A hand caught her around the waist be
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“Does it matter?” June averted her gaze and the question sat tight in the air. Deep inside, He hoped she didn’t sign the contract due to the debt. However, the restless shifting of her eyes hinted at the painful truth. Damn.He should have sensed it. He was suspicious of her sudden change of heart. His hunch told him something was up with her.Now that everything was clear in the open, it didn’t take a genius to put it together. “I signed it already, nothing matters anymore.” She spoke, attempting to mask her words with a bitter hint of jest But there wasn’t just in her statement. The fact that she had signed the contract out of sheer lack of choice sickened him to the core. Even more nauseous with the entirety of what transpired between them. After a long strung-up silence, she cleared her throat, then slowly nodded her head. “Yes.” She whispered, the words barely audible as they escaped her lips. He closed his eyes briefly, letting the nauseating disgust slide down his skin. A
His Stripper Chapter 38
As Ollie strode into Max’s office, he reclined into his office chair, accessing him with a measured gaze as if trying to read through him. “A stare is the only pleasantry I deserve?” Ollie stated. Both of them had gotten so busy they couldn’t meet up for their routine golf session regularly. He was busy with his ongoing resort project in France, Max just got promoted to Attorney general, the youngest the state had known yet. Ava was busy with her new film project, Logan was busy being Logan—He is more of going with the flow, letting life lead him, never taken anything seriously, not even his life—. “Why are you here?” Max swiveled the chair closer to the desk, his gaze fixed on Ollie.“That isn’t polite to say to a visitor.” “I know you aren’t here because you miss me so get straight to the point.” Ollie wiggled the wrapper bag in his hands. “Here with your congratulatory gift. I heard you got promoted.” Max sighed, massaging his temple. “I got promoted one month ago.” “Well,
His Stripper Chapter 39
Did she have any idea as to why she opposed the cancellation of the contract when it was all she wanted?—Well until somewhere in the middle—No. She did not. All she knew was her mouth suddenly took charge sprouting out words without her brain processing any of it, opposing that the contract be canceled. Honestly, she wasn’t ready to face the reasons behind her actions either, too scared to know why she did what she did. So Here she was with Ollie at a gallery opening. After getting checked off the guest list, She and Ollie slipped through the door into the art gallery with solid evidence of his hand on her lower back gently guiding her into the gallery. In awe, June sucked in a breath when they stepped into the gallery. She’d never been to a gallery opening before but was it supposed to be this grandeur and sophisticated? The gallery featured high ceilings adorned with crown moldings with shimmering crystal lights casting a warm, soft glow on the space which highlighted each art
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His mind swirled in a chaotic dance of confusion as he made his way to June. This was the first time he wasn’t elated about the rapid progression of a business deal. He should be excited that the deal was progressing and David was showing positive responses. Instead, he felt sullen. The sooner the deal got finalized, the sooner he had to let June go and he didn’t want that. He wanted to keep her by his side. He weaved through the crowd with his head held high, his feet taking long strides in a bid to avoid any stops. He was tired of useless conversation that led nowhere. Though some were useful information, the majority held no ounce of usefulness. His lips curled into a gradual smile, captivated by the sight of June’s flowing brown hair. She looked so beautiful, he couldn’t help himself earlier. If David hadn’t interrupted he wouldn’t have stopped and his hand would still be exploring her, trying to take everything he could. Memorizing the fine lines of her body. Printing the sou
His Stripper Chapter 41
The silence between them was thick as they settled into the vehicle. The engine roared to life, breaking the stillness of the moment. The streetlights outside cast a soft glow in the car as they embarked on the drive. Each passing second only seemed to amplify the unspoken tension between them. As they drove through the city streets, June stole glances at him, searching for some glimpse of what he might be thinking. But his expression remained stoic, his gaze was on the road ahead. It was as if he erected a wall around himself. June's hands fidgeted, hating that she was bad at comforting people. Her mind ramped ahead with thoughts of what to say. Should she crack a silly joke? Or tell him her father, when he was alive was also a piece of shit who exploited her and her older brother? Not to judge but anyone could tell from a mile away that Ollie’s father wasn’t a good one. Because who talks to their son like that? Besides that, he rubbed on her the wrong way. She cussed under her br
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“Surprise, I brought your favorite pizza.”It took everything in her to not cuss as her eyes snapped to the door. She instinctively recoiled before swiftly adjusting her blouse and aimlessly running her palms on the first aid box. “What the hell, Amy?”Her attention drew back to the box. With irritation at the interrupted moment, she snapped the lid shut with an unintended force before sliding her hand under the handle, lifting it as she rose to her feet. She strolled past Amy, who stood by the doorway, her eyes centered on Ollie. As June neared Aiden, she impulsively extended her arm to his hair, gently brushing her fingerprints with his hair. “Don’t.” Aiden shot a disapproving glance from the corner of his eyes towards her which made her withdraw her arm. “Why are you both home? Weren’t you supposed to wait for my call?” She said with a mix of concern and annoyance. After the incident, the twins no longer stayed at home when she wasn’t around. They stayed with Lola until she wa
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“Isn’t it weird?” June said, sliding her back against the wall. Her frustration soared to the heights of Mount Everest.“What?” Ollie briefly diverted his gaze from the cat he was tending to, casting a glance at her before returning his attention to it. She pointed her index finger at him “That you’re the one good with the animals and not me.” Then aimed the finger back at her own chest. A wisp of laughter escaped his lips, dancing upon the air like a melody, almost melting her pent-up frustration. Emphasis on almost, because she caught herself quickly and continued. “If the cats should like anyone it should be me. So why you and not me?”When Ollie informed her that they were coming to the shelter as planned with David and Gab, June was over and beyond excited. Right now, not so much. The cats had only snarled at her ever since they arrived while they had been so lovey and jumpy on Ollie. She wasn’t mad at all. It just seemed all ridiculous to her that grumpy Ollie was good wit
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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
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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
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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
