The Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper Ariel's POV “Adrain…” His name rolled out of my tongue as I fought the dizziness and weakness that imprisoned my nerves. My eyes fought the drowsiness and in slow motions, I began to get a better grip on my surroundings into bits. My eyes bulged out of its socket as I saw my clothes on the floor and my only saving grace of having me not naked was the white mattress sprawled over my body. “Eunice!” I yelled in tears. Tears blinded my vision at the realization of what she must have done to me. She spiked my drink and only God knows what she conspired after but whatever happens, must stay a secret. Adrian mustn't know such happened or I left the Mansion. I crawl out of bed with my fragile steps. I reached for the curtains and saw it was getting dark. “Adrain! He should be back from work and worried sick about me.” I hurriedly slip the clothes on my skin and flew out of the room. There was no trace of the dec
The Billionaire's Surrogate stripper Arielle’s POV I sip the glass of red wine presented by the maid as I watched her bow before taking her to leave. Adrian hasn't been back yet I know because I've instructed the servants to run to me immediately they catch sight of him and I know the sound of his car engine. A slight headache had me rubbing the sides of my head. Since I came back from the hospital I was advised to lay off anything stressful but how could I cope without meddling in matters that influence my children? Both sons are at each other's throats and if I don't fix things when I'm alive as their mother what would happen when I'm no more? I rest my head on the sofa with my legs resting on the size stool when the door creaked and a familiar perfume hit my nostrils. “Hello, mother.” My eyes flung open with the speed of lightning. “You took so long my child.” I giggle softly as he wraps his arm around me and pecked my cheek. I missed our mother a
Billionaire's surrogate stripper Anastela’s POV He forcefully wrapped his arms around me and boy I'm disgusted when he tries to act intimate. Ramsey's lips connected to my earlobes and said. “Relax things are under my control. Trust me to fix things, be patient and trust your husband this last time.” His breath and scent disgusted me the most. I should be excited and feel electricity coursing through my veins and get wet in the process of my so-called husband's touch but a dirty feeling sprung on my stomach and if I don't get away I might puke. I cocked my head to the side and forced my body away from his hold and he let me off as I turned my back towards him fuming and shaking my head in anger. “How much longer? I'm sick and tired of listening to your stake promises. If you can't achieve a little task, how can you achieve something more.” I clicked my tongue furiously. “It’s not my fault I'm being careful but trust me Adrian and his slut won't go unpunished. The
Alpha's Hated Mate Master Adrain Pov A buzzing sound rings in my back pocket and I retrieved it to see the caller to be the help I subscribed for Andrew. “Fuck!” I haven't reached out to them for a while even though I make sure they don't lack anything or run out of food supplies. Ariel is dying to speak with them but I can't let her find out my little secret especially at this point she's pregnant and any strain could affect the child. I swiped the receiver and put it to my ear. “Hello.” “Sir the Ma'am surgery went successful and she's recuperating and the doctor brought good news on Andrew that he can walk again.” She replied sharply. Oh shit. A lot has been on my mind after we came back from our brief honeymoon. The business and our personal issues have taken majorly everything that her family is kept aside. I need to fix up! “That’s good news I'll be there.” The phone hangs up and I've never been in a more difficult dilemma than this but I'm ge
Billionaire's surrogate Stripper Ariel's POV “Massage both toes properly… yes like that, got it.” “As you command ma'am.” I moaned as Penelope worked on my toes, my legs were resting on a stool with my back supported by a pillow where I sat on the bed. I relax as my gaze runs across the room, the artifacts displayed for all eyes to see, the luxurious setting of the room and building. It feels like a dream and still is. Sometimes I pinch myself hard to make sure I wasn't hallucinating and made up stories in my head. Too good to be true. Adrian had gone to work earlier which leaves the lonely house all to myself. I don't interact with the other wives for two reasons. One they feel superior except the plastic surgeon who tries to vibe and seem friendly; the other two sisters are a torn in the flesh. I rarely dislike people but once I do it takes everything to make me like them and that's the case with me and Anastela. Ever since that party she flirted w
Billionaire's surrogate Stripper Ramsey’s POV The engine of my car died down as I drove into the dark garage. A cigarette dangling on the corner of my lips. “Damnit stupid lighter.” I grumbled searching my pockets and the seats. It slipped my pockets I think. I got out of the car and slammed the door hard and pressed a red button and the doors came apart and I walked in. The harsh smell of liquor and cigarettes infiltrated my nostrils. The large cheers from the boys and it quieted down immediately when they spot me. “Boss!” My boys bowed and one rose and lit my smoke and I took a long drag and puffed the smoke. “You are having the times of your life while the job I sent is unattended!” I yelled and they shivered, bowing down their heads. It's about time I go for credible hitmen. They have failed me several times and my patience is running out. How long should I wait until they get it right? How much longer? Things are going smoothly for him each day while I ro
The Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper Ariel's POV My heart ran and hid on my throat the moment I stepped foot in the exotic restaurant. It looked like a scene from a Billionaire movie. My world stopped, my head spinned and the smell of thirsty meals made my mouth water. “Do you like it here?” “Got to be kidding asking questions like this when the answer is crystal clear. I love it!” I giggle running my gaze at the chandeliers, the table made out of pure gold. How much does it cost to eat here? A million bucks? Luxury and class screams at the entire room and few people I could lay my eyes on were of the rich class. Adrian brought me to a five star restaurant. The realisation had me tearing up what I have done to deserve such world class treatment. He finds it each day to keep surprising me and making my heart grow fond of him despite how many times I've begged my heart to stop falling for him. A handsome looking waiter walks up to our table and hands me
Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper Adrian's POV The weekend came to a slow end. Bridges I thought were closing in between Ariel and I broke further. Since the restaurant debacle she hasn't been herself. Leaving me worried and mad at myself for grooming her insecurities and jealousy with a joke of a lie. There was no intention to flirt or take another woman or even look at any girl that isn't my precious, Ariel. With her gone my life would never be the same and thinking about it leaves me with regrets. Maybe just maybe I wish I did things differently. The office telephone rings, bringing me out of my daylight day dream. “Mrs. Anastela is at the reception desk and claims she has an appointment.” “Let her in.” The door opens immediately and the sweet smell of vanilla fragrance hit my nostrils. She knew I loved Vanilla and she wore it but for what reason? “Hello Adrian.” she waves smiling seductively and my gaze captured the trying too hard bitchy gow