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Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Donât keep me waiting
BELLAI moved swiftly through th hallways, my heartbeat steady despite the risk. Ricardoâs room was just ahead. I had timed this moment perfectlyâĶ most of the guards were either at their posts outside the estate or preoccupied with their own business.Luck was on my side. No one was stationed at his entrance.I took a quick glance over my shoulder before slipping inside, shutting the door soundlessly behind me.The bed was neatly made, untouched for the night. Ricardo wasnât here yet. Perfect.I pulled the small camera from my pocket, rolling it between my fingers as I scanned the room for the best hiding spot. It had to be somewhere discreet but with a clear view of the bed and seating area. If what I suspected was true, tonight would be the night I got my proof.Ryan, the arrogant bastard who thought he could toy with me, was about to be exposed. The whole world would see him for who he really wasâĶ someone who had sold himself to the mafia boss.I crouched near the dresser, pressing
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-03Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Thatâs the spirit
RAFAELI stepped out of the car, inhaling deeply as the cool night air hit my face. Marco was already beside me, his posture relaxed but alert, his eyes scanning the area as we made our way toward Alessioâs house.I had spent years trying to live a different lifeâĶ away from the blood, the guns, the constant tension of the mafia world. But no matter how far I ran, something inside me always ached for it. For the violence. The power. The rush.And now, I wasnât just going to be a spectator anymore. I would practice until it became second nature. Until I could live and breathe this life like I was born for it.Marco turned to me, a smirk tugging at his lips. He hit my shoulder playfully. âMan, you remember college?âI gave him a side glance. âWhat about it?âHe chuckled. âYou always acted like you were above all this mafia stuff, but the moment someone looked at Ricardo the wrong way, you went full psycho.âI scoffed. âI did not.ââYou totally did!â Marco snickered. âRemember that guy in
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-04Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Take off your clothes
RYANI was waiting. Any minute now, thereâd be a knock on my door, and someone would say Ricardo was calling for me. I exhaled, running a hand through my hair as I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I pulled my trousers down a bit, inspecting myself. Neatly trimmed. Good.I always kept things in order, even the things most people didnât bother with. Details mattered.I had already showered, the scent of my body wash still clinging to my skin. Still, I grabbed my cologne and sprayed a new scent Iâd been trying out. Then, right on cue, a knock sounded at the door.I didnât move right away. Instead, I adjusted my shirt cuffs, taking my time before walking over and opening it.One of Ricardoâs men stood there. âRicardo wants to see you,â he said flatly.Without saying a word, I stepped out, shutting the door behind me.Tonight was about to get interesting.I walked down the hall and I didnât hesitate when I reached the door, pushing it open without knocking. Stepping inside, my ga
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-04Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Come for us
RYANI slowly looked into Ricardo's face, holding his gaze as my fingers worked the buttons of my shirt. One by one, I undid them, letting the fabric fall open before shrugging it off completely. Then I stepped closer, closing the distance between us. My hand slid down his chest, over the damp skin still warm from the shower, before slipping past the towel still loosely hanging around his hips.Ricardo's breath hitched as my fingers wrapped around him, stroking his dick slowly. A low moan escaped his lips, his head tipping back slightly."Take it off," I murmured.Ricardo didn't hesitate. His hands went to the towel, letting it drop to the floor in one smooth motion.Now we were both bare.Bella's sharp inhale cut through the charged silence, but I didn't turn to look at her. Not yet. My focus was entirely on Ricardo-on the way his chest rose and fell, the way his jaw tightened as my grip on him tightened.His hand found my waist, fingers digging into my skin as he pulled me closer.
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-05Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    I needed money
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONERAFAELI was on my way to my room when I saw himâĶ Ryan. Shirtless, his pants only half-done, sweat clinging to his skin. His steps were slow, heavy, like something inside him had just shattered.He looked angry. And tired.What the hell happened?"Ryan," I called out.He stopped but didnât turn around. His fingers were clenched around the doorknob like he was holding back from breaking it off.I took a step closer, keeping my tone steady. âWhatâs wrong, man? You look like you just walked out of a war.âHe finally turned, and the look in his eyes made my chest tighten. Pain. Real, raw pain.He let out a shaky breath, his eyes flickering past me. âNothing. Iâm fine. JustâĶ want to be alone.âYeah. No, he wasnât fine.I raised an eyebrow. âIs this about the whole thing with Bella and Alessio? Or is it Ricardo?âHis jaw tightened and was mute for almost a minute.âRyanâĶâ I pressed gently.He suddenly snapped, his voice rising louder than either of us expected. âI said it
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-06Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Drink up
RICARDO I kept knocking. Three times. Then four. I didnât even know why I was still standing there. Maybe I wanted to fix it. Maybe I just needed to see him. Needed to apologize, even though I knew words werenât enough. Why the hell did I think it was a good idea? A threesome? With her? His girlfriendâĶ or should I say ex. God. What the hell was wrong with me? "Ryan," I called again, softer this time. âCome on, man. PleaseâĶ open the door.â The silence on the other side stretched, after a few seconds the door creaked open. Ryan stood there, arm crossed. âWhat do you want?â he asked flatly. I opened my mouth, but the words caught in my throat. Then I saw him. Rafael. Lying on the bed. Something inside me cracked. My stomach twisted, but I kept my face still. âWhat are you doing here?â I asked, even though I already knew. I justâĶ needed to hear him say it. Rafael tilted his head. âI donât understand the question,â he said. âAm I not allowed in this room?â That was it. That t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-06Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Last prayers
RYANJust like Rafael predicted, I got the call.I was going out with them tonight.I stood by the entrance, adjusting the sleeves of my jacket, when Rafael strolled in casually like we were headed to a beach bar and not a war zone. A loose black shirt, baggy brown trousers that fitted him perfectly.I blinked at him. âYou sure youâre dressed for a fight?âHe shrugged. âComfort over chaos, my friend.âI couldnât help the snort that escaped. Then I leaned in. âDid you talk to Ricardo? About Bella?ââYeah, sure. He agreed,â Rafael said, brushing invisible lint off his shirt. âShe should be here anyâĶâBefore Rafael could even finish his sentence, the doors swung open.Ricardo stepped out, his boots hitting the marble. He was followed by five of his men, all suited, armed, and cold-eyed. His gaze landed on me. âSince you're going to be my underboss soon,â he said, voice sharp and commanding, âyou start earning that title. From tonight, you follow us out on every mission. No more sitting
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-09Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    He wonât make it
RYANI closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable. I could feel the cold steel of the gun still pressed against my forehead, and my breath hitched as I prepared for the end. This was it. After everything, this was how it would all go down.But just as Matteo's finger tightened on the trigger, a voice rang out from behind me."Donât do it."It was Ricardo.Matteo stilled for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he turned toward the sound of the command. But the smirk never left his face. He shifted his weight slightly, keeping the gun locked on me but still facing the voice that threatened him.Ricardo stepped into view, and he wasnât alone. Behind him, Lucas stood, his arms pinned tightly at his sides, a gun pressed to his temple. Ricardoâs eyes locked onto Matteoâs with a cold stare."If you try anything, Iâll shoot him," Ricardo said, his voice calm, unbothered. Matteoâs lips curled up into that wicked smile again, but his laugh was darker this time. "Does it look like I care? You s
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Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    It was my turn
CHAPTER FORTYBELLAThe floor felt like it dropped beneath me.My throat went dry. âW-what? A camera?âMarco nodded. âYeah. Hidden in the wall behind the bookshelf. Heâs pissed. Wants everyone in the main hall.âI swallowed, my mind scrambling for a way out. âDoâĶ do we know who put it there?âMarco gave a humorless smile. âThatâs what heâs trying to find out.âAnd just like that, my legs moved on their own, dragging me down the hall beside Marco, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might crack a rib.He found the camera.He found it.And if anyone even suspected it was meâĶ I was done.Dead.Finished.I kept my face composed, but inside, I was spiraling. I needed a plan.Fast.And for the first time tonight, I wondered if maybeâĶ just maybeâĶ playing with Ricardoâs mind was a game I wasnât equipped to win.We reached the main hall, and sure enough, everyone was already gatheredâĶ bodyguards, associates, maids, even a few of the drivers.I slipped away from Marcoâs side and positioned
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    I wasnât that girl anymore
BELLAâI think Ricardo has powers.âMichael blinked. âCome again?âI leaned back against the chair in his room, arms folded, my heart still racing from everything that had happened. âI saidâĶ I think he has powers. Like, actual powers. Like stopping-time kind of powers.âMichael stared at me like I had grown a third eye. âWhat the hell are you talking about?âI turned my gaze to the floor, chewing the inside of my cheek before sighing. âRemember that camera you gave me? The one I planted in Ricardoâs room?âHis brows drew together. âYeahâĶââWell,â I said, voice lower now, âI watched the footage. All of it. Even the parts afterâĶ the threesome.âMichael gave me a look. âReally didn't need the reminder.âI rolled my eyes. âGet over it.âHe said nothing.I continued. âI saw Ricardo talking to himselfâĶ not like âtalking in the mirrorâ kind of way, but like he was fighting something inside. He said he had powers. That he couldâve saved Ryan. That heâĶ stopped time before. He was pissed that h
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Youâre crying
RAFAELI hurried my footsteps, ignoring the ache in my legs, the burning in my chest. The sound of that flatline echoed in my skull like a siren screaming death.No.No, no, noâĶI reached the room and my heart nearly came out of my mouth. My knees buckled the moment I saw it.That white sheet.Pulled up over a still body.No movement. No beeping machines. JustâĶ silence.I stumbled to the ground, my palms hitting the cold, sterile tiles, my breath catching in my throat like a noose. Tears welled up fast. One fell. Then another. Then they all came crashing down.He canât be dead.He canât be.âRyan,â I gasped out. âNoâĶ pleaseâĶ God, noâĶâI crawled closer, like if I just got a little nearer Iâd find out it wasnât true. That maybe I was wrong. That maybe it was someone else.But the blood.The silence.The goddamn sheet.My hand shook as I reached out, not even sure what I was doing. Just needing something. A touch. A sign. Anything.My chest ached so hard I thought Iâd throw up. I couldnâ
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    I was into him
RAFAELI stood frozen behind the half-transparent glass, my hands clenched into fists at my sides as I watched Bella and the other doctors battling to keep Ryan alive.He looked lifeless.Machines beeped frantically. One of the nurses barked an order. Bellaâs face was tight with panic, but her hands moved with the sharp precision of someone refusing to lose. Still, I could see the fear in her eyes.Ryanâs chest barely moved. There were tubes everywhere. Blood.God.I pressed my forehead against the cool surface of the glass and shut my eyes for a split second. Donât dieâĶ please donât die. I didnât care who was listeningâĶ I prayed. I begged. I wouldâve made deals with the damn devil if it meant hearing him laugh again.I couldnât take it anymore.I spun around and stormed down the corridor, barely registering the people I passed. My blood was boiling, my vision tunneling.Ricardo.He was in his room. Comfortable. Alive. Breathing. While Ryan was fighting for every second.I didnât even
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Whatâs going on?
RAFAELI stood at the edge of the dock, the wind biting through my coat as I checked my watch again. The ocean was calm tonight, but my gut wasnât. I didnât like this kind of silence, it always meant something was coming. And not always a shipment.We were early. I didnât believe in being late to things that could cost me my life or millions of dollars.A few headlights blinked in the distance, bouncing off the stacked containers, and I tensed. But then I saw him.Alessio.I glanced sidewaysâĶ Bella was walking toward him. I matched her pace as we made our way to him.Alessio didnât wait for pleasantries."What do you want from me again?" he snapped as soon as we were within range, his voice echoing slightly against the metal around us.Then he turned to Bella, eyes narrowing."You," he said, with a short laugh. "I trusted you. I actually thought you were depressed, genuinely spiraling." He shook his head and scoffed. "And then you used it. Played the poor broken girl card on me. Wicke
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    My heart dropped
RICARDO"I shouldâve fucking used it!" I roared, slamming my fist into the wall so hard the plaster cracked beneath my knuckles. "I shouldâve stopped the goddamn time!"The rage in my chest was a wildfire, my breathing came in sharp bursts, my vision red with fury and self-loathing. I could still see itâĶ Ryan collapsing into my arms, the life draining from his eyes, his blood warm and sticky on my hands.I had the power to change that. I couldâve changed it.I shouldâve.I paced the length of the room like a madman, fists clenched, every nerve in my body shaking with guilt.Why didnât I use it? Why the fuck didnât I just use it?Because every time I did, a part of me broke. My health spiraled. The nosebleeds, the migraines, the tremorsâĶ they got worse with each use. And the last timeâĶ the last time almost killed me.But so what?I clenched my jaw and slammed my fist against the wall again, harder this time. A small streak of blood bloomed on my skin, but I didnât care. The pain was t
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    He wonât make it
RYANI closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable. I could feel the cold steel of the gun still pressed against my forehead, and my breath hitched as I prepared for the end. This was it. After everything, this was how it would all go down.But just as Matteo's finger tightened on the trigger, a voice rang out from behind me."Donât do it."It was Ricardo.Matteo stilled for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he turned toward the sound of the command. But the smirk never left his face. He shifted his weight slightly, keeping the gun locked on me but still facing the voice that threatened him.Ricardo stepped into view, and he wasnât alone. Behind him, Lucas stood, his arms pinned tightly at his sides, a gun pressed to his temple. Ricardoâs eyes locked onto Matteoâs with a cold stare."If you try anything, Iâll shoot him," Ricardo said, his voice calm, unbothered. Matteoâs lips curled up into that wicked smile again, but his laugh was darker this time. "Does it look like I care? You s
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Last prayers
RYANJust like Rafael predicted, I got the call.I was going out with them tonight.I stood by the entrance, adjusting the sleeves of my jacket, when Rafael strolled in casually like we were headed to a beach bar and not a war zone. A loose black shirt, baggy brown trousers that fitted him perfectly.I blinked at him. âYou sure youâre dressed for a fight?âHe shrugged. âComfort over chaos, my friend.âI couldnât help the snort that escaped. Then I leaned in. âDid you talk to Ricardo? About Bella?ââYeah, sure. He agreed,â Rafael said, brushing invisible lint off his shirt. âShe should be here anyâĶâBefore Rafael could even finish his sentence, the doors swung open.Ricardo stepped out, his boots hitting the marble. He was followed by five of his men, all suited, armed, and cold-eyed. His gaze landed on me. âSince you're going to be my underboss soon,â he said, voice sharp and commanding, âyou start earning that title. From tonight, you follow us out on every mission. No more sitting
Stripper by Night, Doctor by Deception    Drink up
RICARDO I kept knocking. Three times. Then four. I didnât even know why I was still standing there. Maybe I wanted to fix it. Maybe I just needed to see him. Needed to apologize, even though I knew words werenât enough. Why the hell did I think it was a good idea? A threesome? With her? His girlfriendâĶ or should I say ex. God. What the hell was wrong with me? "Ryan," I called again, softer this time. âCome on, man. PleaseâĶ open the door.â The silence on the other side stretched, after a few seconds the door creaked open. Ryan stood there, arm crossed. âWhat do you want?â he asked flatly. I opened my mouth, but the words caught in my throat. Then I saw him. Rafael. Lying on the bed. Something inside me cracked. My stomach twisted, but I kept my face still. âWhat are you doing here?â I asked, even though I already knew. I justâĶ needed to hear him say it. Rafael tilted his head. âI donât understand the question,â he said. âAm I not allowed in this room?â That was it. That t
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