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Billionaire's surrogate stripper

Adrian Cuban POV

An unusual hand wraps around my neck with a foreign smell which hits my nostril. Ariel? This isn't her, she smells nothing like this. This smells toxic, and displeasing. I push my eyes open to get a clue which leaves me stunned.

“Shit what got into your crazy head are you aware I share this bedroom with my wife or you have gone mad?”

“Quiet down before she hears voices and find us here and get mad at you.” Anastela pouts sliding back up. My eyes gaze on her half naked body. She wore a T-shirt I could guess to be that of Ramsey with three buttons left undone and her white panties showing. She must have hit her head with a rock to think her desperation to get me back into her net would work.

Few days back she got back from the hospital after the doctor revealed she's better and can be discharged. My happiness was bittersweet. Anastela is a mental patient. She can't be trusted with herself not to talk of the famil
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