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Billionaire's Surrogate stripper Ariel's Pov I woke up with a downcast spirit, the room different from anything I've seen before, the walls, fabulous paint, the lights, the bed, the blanket placed atop of my skin all felt new and smelt like a fresh house. “What’s this place, who brought…”My speech came to a halt at the vacant bed I was lying on. No sign of my babies at their cot or sound of them crying, yes my children it's high time I go plain with Adrian and let him know I'm done playing his game. This game has stolen my conscience, my peace and morals I held onto for dear life. What the fuck? I hope it isn't what I'm thinking. If Adrian took them away I'll fight to get them back with everything in my bood. They're mine as they're his. My blood, first fruits and pride. They make my suffering light, my strength are in them and without them I'm gone forever. The door comes apart and a lady dressed in the maid uniforms came into the room with a large
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My throat tightens like I've swallowed rocks. “She is lying I'm not a slut and would never be one.” Ariel defends. Something tells me the visit wasn't just a coincidence and from the look of things something isn't right. The women know something that we don't know. “Say what you have to say and get out but remember this isn't a threat it's a promise if you pass your boundaries by calling my wife dirty names I'll get your behind arrested for life. Yes I will make you rot and your existence vanish.” “Hold your temper Mr. Adrian I can't fight with you. The soul I'm here to expose knows herself and her time is almost up so keep your promises until I'm done to see if I'll need harm or saving.” she retorts. Harm or saving? How does that concern the matter at hand or is she trying to manipulate my head? Ariel can't do anything to hurt me, the family or the kids. So there's nothing other than Ariel's past of being a stripper she's here to expose. I don't care. She can go on and say t
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Billionaire's surrogate stripper Eunice's pov “So Mr. Adrian do you still think of me to be the bad one when your lovely wife is a slut, entertaining other men under your nose let me not start with her life for the stripping club.” I giggle and watch the family stare at me dumbfounded. Did they have no idea? Ariel indeed pull a wools eye on them but I'm going to let them know the truth of her past escapades and Adrian won't save her or rectify the situation even if he tries to. “What are you saying? Ariel has never left the house to go clubbing, she's been at home 99% of the time so what's the possibility?” Adrian's mother who is popularly known as Mrs. Arielle. I hiss in my head. This woman seems like a hard nut to crack, she always get in my way. First she stopped Adrian from going gaga and now she's doubting my revealation. “Madam…” “No stop. What made you think we trust a single word that you say? Because you proved the cheating allegations
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“Talk to me with respect and not like an errand boy or your maids and even maids deserve their respect.” Father was stunned. He opened his mouth to speak and closed it. He stomps off leaving the door wide ajar. Ariel walks out leaving mother and me. I turn to her so she takes the cue to leave or yell or do whatever she thinks she can to support her dearest husband. Arielle slips to the bed sitting closely. “For the first time you stood up to him. For the very first time you didn't care about his fake praises. Yes I know the man I married, ambitious, stubborn and family oriented. I can't blame him, his childhood was a mess. It inflicted scars and as an adult he's still sulking.” “Hmmn not the word I was expecting.” I say relaxing my head back into the pillow to relax. “Son, we need to talk about a matter boggling my heart and there can't be a better time than now.” I nod. “Go on ma'am.” “It’s about my past. How your father met me. Hope you won't judge my past
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Billionaire Surrogate stripper Aunt Edna's POV The hate in my heart for Arielle would never change. My heart bleeds for the fact that she didn't die in the accident. I walked into the bedroom and took close to ten minutes splurging water to skin trying to get the smell of her off me she smelled of kitchen oil and the bland cold floor. "Bitch!" "I'll make her pay!" "She played with fire and ruins will envelope her..." Arielle will be sent out of this house soon when my plan materializes and not even my good for nothing husband would save her. He always took sides with her over his wife and daughters. “She bewitched him.” I've always hated Arielle since she was brought to this house. Life was barely comfortable with me as a struggling mother and a husband who wasn't any better from a hand to mouth.The only thing we had was the poor house we lived at least a roof over our heads and that of our daughters. I had a multi-million siste
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Billionaire's Surrogate stripper Ariel's POV Adrian's arms wrapped around me as we slept. A familiar liquid threatened to leak between my thighs. I grunt from sleep, and slowly removed his hands before climbing down to use the toilet. Shoooh… I finished using the toilet and made my way back to the room but stopped mid way to the bed. My throat was dying of thirst. Adrian wore me out with excessive love making and my thighs and his love marks on my skin were proof to this. I left the bedroom heading to the kitchen. A silhouette of a figure was walking up the stairs at the highest floor. I stopped and followed the trail where the sound was coming from. It was leading me to the highest floor and I recalled the incident that occurred when I went this route. “Someone might see me here and inform the rest of the family. I don't want anyone scolding me over a silly topic but…” The sound of someone shutting the last door hit my ears. There
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~ The clock ticked it's ungodly hour. The hour of affliction. I slowly rise off the bed and took careful, calculated steps to the door. I twisted the door knob and made sure it didn't make a sound while I glance around with haughty eyes and shut it after me. With tip toes I glided like an eel. The rest of the household were deeply asleep when I set out by this time. No one would guess I left my room or made it this far by the dead of the night. The only soul to make it this far into this part of the Mansion was Ariel. That girl has strong intuition. She almost got into the room and what will become my fate when she finds him. The house would be alerted and a can of worms will be reopened. I unlocked the door and walked into the room of my enemy-husband. A whiff smacked my nostril. The dirt and stench of the room makes bitter bile rise up in my throat. I desperately want to puke. “Dirty old fool. This place smells like the bastard that you're. Wake up you filthy piss.” I
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Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper Grandma Scarlett's POV I left the rest of the family at the table to eat and dine under the lie that I was feeling sick. But looking at it in all ramifications it wasn't a lie. I was indeed sick of seeing her face. The heavens know I hate this woman. The witch that came into my family to alter my plans and swindle all I've worked hard. I hated her from the first day I lay my eyes on her. Something about her looked fishy. A clever but shy character that she was. She resembled someone that I met in history. A mistake that shouldn't be made. An obstacle to me and my son's future which I successfully took care of. I shut him out of my path and sent him rotting to the earth, enough manure to the plants. I swiped the receiver button and pressed the phone to my ears that I left on silent and gritted my teeth when the annoying voice began to speak. I rest my weight with the support of my stick. “Who bursted my plans? How did someone
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Billionaire's surrogate stripper Ariel's POV My hands roamed around the sheets. It has been hours laid up in bed and when the house alarm rang it propelled me further from sleep. I lazily peeled my eyes open hoping to see him next to me but was met with an empty bed. "Adrain," I called out in my sleepy voice as I rubbed my eyes glancing around the empty room. There was no trace of him and his scent was faint in the bedroom. I slowly got down from bed due to the ache in my thighs and wore my flip flops and went into the bathroom for a pee. I heard emerging footsteps so I quickly washed my hands on the sink and went to the bedroom. A strange man stood at the door of the room. "Hello." I waved at him, biting on my bottom lip in worry. His gaze landed on my features as his eyes roamed over my body. I felt scared, nervous, and kinda vulnerable with his eye scrutiny. "Ahem! How may I help you?" I cleared my throat to spice up the
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Billionaire's Surrogate stripper Adrian's POV I carried her in my arms and slowly bathed her in the shower before we slide under the covers. I listened to her exhausted breathing as we lay in bed. She must have fallen asleep when I got out of the covers and went down the stairs. I took my car keys from the nightstand and jumped into my car and drove to my destination. My fist tightened on the steering and my jawline tensed with rage and revenge. After that night when I had her on the wall tasting the sweetness between her thighs. I couldn't stop thinking about her. It fueled my desire to have her by all means. I know enemies are lurking and watching my every move but I swear to protect her from all the darkness that comes with me. I parked into an abandoned building and walked into the room where a man was tied up with his lips and skin torn open covered in blood. "Good morning boss." One of my Bodyguards bowed slightly. "Get me the torture
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Billionaire's surrogate stripper Ariel's pov Adrian Cuban. That's the name of my husband. The father of my adorable kids. I can't lose this fight. Eunice made sure I'll be thrown out. I was expecting to get thrown out myself. Who can save me? Nothing I'll say that can exonerate my neck from the sharp teeth of an axe. I can't worsen things to lie that I've never seen the tape or pictures. I've seen them with both eyes and it's not something that I should be proud of admitting but I had to. Adrian has suffered so much because of me I can't be this heartless to look him in the eyes and lie to save my neck. I accept my faults. I was lured easily to leave the Mansion which I foolishly did, unable to read between the lines. My mistake. And that mistake has cost me the most important people in my life. My husband and my new found family. These two meant the world to me. I don't care about grandma’s coldness towards me. I know somehow she was only just lookin
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“Blood and sweat? Did Dad get involved with a gang and made money the wrong way? I did a little research and found Dad was from a poor background. I went back to the house and it's overgrown with bushes, rodents and cracked walls. I asked nearby residents and they narrated that a certain man lived there with his wife and daughter but ended up gunned down at a family feast. I tried to find any more useful information but I couldn't get past what I've been told. So mother, how did we get here? So much wealth we can stop working for years and still live in splendous wealth with our generations born and yet unborn.” “Your father would be the best person in the position to answer. I met him when we weren't this filthy rich but he had something that took us to a better life and with your brother's birth and success we reached the stars. Your father did something he shouldn't do. He knows something ugly that shattered his conscience but I don't know son. I don't know what it is. The mor
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I sigh, fingering my stubbles. “How did father find you?” “It took a long time but he did. He was to travel back to his mother but exceeded his stay making plans to track but all proved futile. He hired too investigators in the country and when he almost lost hope my location was found in a rundown warehouse. He found me lying on the bare crazy floor lifelessly. He took me in his arms and brushed me up. The club was closed down and madame locked up and placed with an attempted murder charge. My life took a positive/different turn. A poor orphan falling in love with a wealthy man felt surreal. I had doubts and still do after the years. I was a stripper, feeding and clothing through dancing and selling my body. He deserves better than he really does but the irony is when people look at me they think He struck gold but I struck gold. I don't deserve his love, his care or affections. I don't deserve you, my son and your other siblings.” her gaze ran across the room in a brief moment
