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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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