Mr. Kendrick, though in his late 50s, looked as if he had aged two decades due to his illness. He was a formidable figure, tall and imposing, with a sharp mind that had built the Kendrick empire from the ground up. He pushed open Ryan’s office door, and the sound of moaning reached his ears. Disappointed, he turned and walked away, heading to his own office.Luca arrived at Ryan’s office just as the door closed behind Mr. Kendrick. “Ryan, your dad is around. He came in here and left shortly,” Luca said urgently.Ryan’s eyes widened in panic. “oh Shit, No, no. Why didn’t you inform me earlier?” he demanded.“No one knew he was coming. We just saw him. Before I could get to you, he was already here,” Luca explained.Ryan’s face paled. “Did he see...?” he asked, gesturing vaguely.Luca nodded grimly.“Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ryan cursed, slamming his desk with his hands.The woman who had been with Ryan emerged from the adjoining room, adjusting her clothes and biting her lip. She l
Ryan nodded, determination hardening his features. He knew he had a long road ahead, but he was ready to take it on.Ryan sat at his desk, going over the company’s financial reports. He knew he needed to focus and prove himself, but his thoughts kept drifting to Iris. He had been so wrapped up in his own issues that he hadn’t given her the attention she deserved.He picked up his phone and dialed her number. “Iris, can we talk tonight?” he asked when she answered.“Of course,” Iris replied, surprised but hopeful. “I’ll be home.”“Great. I’ll see you then,” Ryan said, hanging up.He knew he needed to make things right with Iris, she wasn't who he thought she was, not just for the sake of his marriage but for his own growth and maturity. It was time to take responsibility and prove that he was ready to lead.Ryan returned home, his mind filled with thoughts of how to approach the conversation with Iris. He found her in the living room, waiting for him.“Hi,” he said, sitting down next t
“You need the money, right?” Skylar said softly. “I know it’s not what you expected, but it’s good money. Enough to help your mom.”“I... I don’t know,” Iris said, her mind reeling.Mama Peepee stepped forward. “Listen, darling. It’s not easy, but it pays well. You need to be confident and know how to handle yourself. If you can do that, you’ll be fine.”Iris looked at Skylar, who nodded encouragingly. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. We can do this together.”Taking a deep breath, Iris nodded. Skylar took her to the changing room. The room was well-lit and spacious, with hangers and clothes stands filled with various costumes. Different colors and sizes of lingerie hung neatly, alongside fur hats, belts, whips, patent leather, clear, Mary Jane stripping shoes, knee-high boots, ankle boots, and thigh-high boots, all arranged meticulously on a shoe rack. A dressing table with a chair was adorned with an array of makeup items, and the white-painted walls enhanced the room's br
"Skylar!" Iris called out, rushing to her.Skylar turned, surprised. "Iris, you're still here? I thought you had gone home.""I came back and watched everything you were doing. I don’t have an option, so I’m in," Iris said with determination.Skylar's face lit up. "Oh, that's great! I’m sorry I didn’t let you in on what I was doing all this while.""That’s okay, Sky. Now I know, so let's get to work," Iris replied.The two friends left the club together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.The next evening, Iris returned to the club with Skylar. This time, she was ready. Mama Pee Pee greeted her with a nod of approval."Welcome back, Iris. Ready to start?" she asked."Yes, I am," Iris replied, her voice steady.Skylar took Iris back to the changing room. "Let's get you ready for your first night," she said, helping her pick out an outfit.Iris chose a simple yet elegant black lingerie set, paired with knee-high boots. Skylar helped her with the makeup and a wig, teaching her so
The man seemed pleased, and when the dance was over, he handed her a generous tip."You're good, sweetheart. What if we take it further?," he said with a smile.“I don't understand what you mean by that s…sir.”Iris said.“Well I think you do silly girl” he chuckled trying to touch her pussy.She flinched immediately. I'm only a stripper sir not a prostitute” she said in a sharp tone.The man gave a funny laugh, “what’s the difference between both?” Now come and do me dirty” he smirked.“I'm sorry Sir, I can't” she said and left the room, her heart pounding. Back in the changing room, Skylar hugged her. "I heard you did great! How was it?""It was... intense. But I did it," Iris said, feeling a sense of accomplishment."See? I knew you could," Skylar said, beaming with pride.As the weeks turned into months, Iris found herself growing more comfortable in her new role. She was no longer the timid girl who had walked into the club that first night. She had found a strength within hersel
She quickly submitted her application, her fingers trembling with excitement. She didn’t tell Ryan, thinking it unnecessary until she knew if she got the job.Weeks passed, and Iris waited anxiously for feedback. One morning, she received an email from Bain Fashion House. Her application was under review. She smiled, feeling a glimmer of hope.Meanwhile, at the office, Ryan was busy sorting through files when his phone rang. It was Bella. He picked up, slightly annoyed at the interruption."Ryan, you promised we'd have lunch," Bella reminded him, her tone light and cheerful."Did I?" Ryan asked, trying to recall the conversation."Yes, you did. Come on, you need a break. Meet me at the restaurant," Bella insisted.Ryan sighed. "Alright, I’ll be there."He arrived at the five-star restaurant, its elegant decor and breathtaking view setting a perfect scene.Bella was already seated, her eyes lighting up when she saw him."Ryan! It's so good to see you," she said, standing up to hug him.
Bella lay back on the pillows, a satisfied smirk on her face. The previous night had gone exactly as she had planned. She had made sure that Ryan had released everything inside her, knowing the implications. As dawn broke, she slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Ryan, and prepared a tray of breakfast, eggs, toast, and freshly squeezed orange juice.She placed the tray on the nightstand and sat back, waiting for him to wake up.Ryan stirred, his eyes blinking open to the unfamiliar surroundings. Panic set in as he jerked upright, scanning the room. "What is going on here?" he demanded.Bella turned, her smile widening. "Hi honey, you're awake! I made you breakfast. Sit up so you can eat."Ryan's eyes narrowed. "What am I doing here, Bella?""Oh, come on, Ryan," Bella purred. "We had a wonderful night together. I didn't know you were this good in bed... Oh gosh, I have been missing out. You're a bad, bad boy," she added, rubbing his chest as she bit her lip seductively.Ryan recoi
Her phone buzzed, and she saw an email notification. With bated breath, she opened it."Congratulations, Ms. Parker. We are pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted. Please contact us to schedule an interview."Iris’s heart soared. This was the break she had been hoping for. She quickly dialed the number provided, arranging an interview for the following week.When Ryan finally came out from his room, he found Iris in the living room, a broad smile on her face. "Ryan! Guess what? I got an interview with Bain Fashion House!""That’s great, Iris," Ryan said, forcing a smile, though his mind was still clouded with the events of the previous night."I know, right? This could be the start of something amazing," Iris said, her excitement palpable.Ryan nodded, trying to push his guilt aside. "I’m really happy for you, Iris”.“Ryan, are you okay?” Iris asked with a concerned look.“Yeah I'm fine, but work stress that all”. He replied.Ryan went into the kitchen and came