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The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper
Last Updated : 2024-11-09
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“I like pretty little girls who obey instructions before complaining. They don’t get to be punished.” His stubble brushed against my face and a low moan escaped me. Damn him! “Stay like this. Don’t move an inch.” What? “And for an entire week, this would be the only piece of material you get to put on.” Again, what?! ~+~ Camila Rose Frost, a club stripper, never expected her life to take such a turn. When he abusive boyfriend and boss entered into a contra t with the enigmatic mafia leader, Lorenzo King Calloway. What starts as a business transaction quickly spirals into something far more intense. Bound by a contract and drawn into King's world, Camila finds herself struggling between sepeartjng from king to save herself from his obsessed lover and a growing affection for him.
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The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper Dinners and strangers.
CAMILA*^*"I'd like to make a point..." I started, few mintues after sitting for dinner. After freshening up and sorting myself out, I came down for dinner. sitting opposite King who still haven't spared me an ounce of attention."Mr. king, I have a few things to lay off about this contract." I said again, this time grabbing his attention as he paused halfway into sticking a piece of beef into his mouth.King raised his head to speak for this first time tonight. "I never thought of you as the type to not acknowledge table manners, Miss Frost." He finished and resumed eating.I rolled my eyes innerly. "Thank you for whatever that means, I just want to clear some thick air here concerning the contract-""If you're so eager to begin working, I assure you I wouldn't mind. But I've had a tiring day, and I need rest." He paused, bringing his gaze into mine. "You need rest too, you have alot to do tomorrow, Camila."I frowned, he wasn't helping at all. I needed to know what and how the con
Last Updated : 2024-11-11The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper Inside The Mansion.
CAMILA ^*^ A hand shot out to grab my upper arm from the right side, and I gasped, as a cold metal suddenly touched my neck. I gulped, and my eyes shot, shaking, towards the bodyguard with the tattoo-deck neck. His dark eyes were fixed on me with pure murder, "Who are you?" I parted my lips, furrowing my eyebrows slightly, "Huh?" I didn't know how to identify myself. A cold, smooth, and absolute voice shot some feet before me. "She's with me, Pietro." King's order echoed calmly, "Let her in," The bodyguard called -apparently- Pietro, directly let go of me and nodded respectfully, yet still with a rude look. "Aye, get in." Hey, who stuffed your ass with a hum bag earlier dude? I turned and stepped behind my new employer, who had already marched through the corridor leading towards the entry of his… ehem… mansion. Feeling my presence behind him, his majesty spared me a look. Fast, indifferent, and with a lack of interest. "Coming?" He murmured, archi
Last Updated : 2024-11-11The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper Deal.
CAMILA ^*^ "I'm not a prostitute, " I muttered, shifting my weight to my right leg this time. Did he want to have me for himself? Was I some sort of... whore? I mean, I was a stripper, but that was where it ended. I only danced at the pole and sometimes on the men to make them spend more... but that was where it ended. "I'm not a freaking whore!" I muttered again but this time, more to myself. "You see," The Adam stood again and started moving closer to me with his hands in his pockets as he spoke. "That's where you miss it all. I don't want to fuck you, I want to paint you. Sexually, I don't involve myself with 'things' like you." He emphasized more as he said 'things'. "I paint things like you." It took a whole lot from me not to laugh out, or punch this self-centered man in the face. "So? And why do you think I'd even accept whatever you want to do with me?" "Because, my dear, I have what you want." I raised a brow and he grinned. "I have the money you need." "W-wh
Last Updated : 2024-11-11The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper The preposition.
CAMILA ^*^ I stood nervously across the table. I couldn’t tell the next move from him and the silence was eating me up. My eyes occasionally looked between the man on the chair and my boyfriend, Nick, who was standing nervously close to the table. I subconsciously dragged the hem of my dress down to somehow cover the fully exposed part of my lower body but as I did, the thin material covering my boobs dragged down with it. Nick cleared his voice a few seconds after, dragging every word with anxiety. “So, you asked for her. I apologize for the stupidity she caused some minutes back. So, here she is King, a full package.” His hands flew around as they pointed at me. I gulped. My attention focused on the man sitting gracefully on the chair opposite me. His gaze was stiff on the piece of paper he was scribbling on. Seeing how quiet the room was, Nick spoke again. This time, with a little bit of laughter to brighten up the atmosphere. “Come on King, I have girls downstairs with le
Last Updated : 2024-11-11The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper Hot mess.
CAMILA ^*^ “Well, chill dude,” Abigail snapped and pushed at him to let me go. “She doesn’t want to go, what’s the issue?” The first man tapped on the second and in a moment he released his hand on me. I scurried away from them with Abigail gingerly following behind. I didn’t bother to look back and check if they were following or not, I wasn’t in the mood for any of that. “What the hell just happened?” I shouted as we entered the main hall of the club. Please and pleasure club was my life, I’d been working here for a year now and it’s been the only close thing to the support I could ever ask for. “Wow, I never knew them to be this…” She brought her right hand to her chin in a thinking position. “Insisting.” “Me too,” I shrugged. “Let’s get the hell out of here.” We struggled to get out through the dancing bodies in the dance hall. When we got close to the exit hall, we came face to face with our boss, my boyfriend, Nick. “Woah, woah, woah ladies, why the rush?” Nick
Last Updated : 2024-11-11The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper Mysterious man.
CAMILA ~^~ The music trailed off as I gripped the pole once more. Feeling the heat of the moment, I pumped myself up and swirled around the pole for the fifth time. My head came downward and I roamed my fingers from my chest to my knees. I was feeling the moments. They could all feel the moment, and I was satisfied with the feeling I gave them. This was my life, I was a pole dancer at the Please and Pleasure Night club. I pleased men with my body in exchange for cheers and money. But Nick being my boyfriend and my boss, things weren't going well for me. My feet came down again and I let myself lay flat on the floor. My eyes fluttered as they roamed around the hungry crowds who couldn’t stop cheering and throwing money at me. Yes. I needed it. The money was why I was here and it was what excited me to move more. I had been in this position many times to know what they desired. It was almost like seeing through their souls. These miserable hungry souls. Silly men with hungry w
Last Updated : 2024-11-11
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Mysterious man.
CAMILA ~^~ The music trailed off as I gripped the pole once more. Feeling the heat of the moment, I pumped myself up and swirled around the pole for the fifth time. My head came downward and I roamed my fingers from my chest to my knees. I was feeling the moments. They could all feel the moment, and I was satisfied with the feeling I gave them. This was my life, I was a pole dancer at the Please and Pleasure Night club. I pleased men with my body in exchange for cheers and money. But Nick being my boyfriend and my boss, things weren't going well for me. My feet came down again and I let myself lay flat on the floor. My eyes fluttered as they roamed around the hungry crowds who couldn’t stop cheering and throwing money at me. Yes. I needed it. The money was why I was here and it was what excited me to move more. I had been in this position many times to know what they desired. It was almost like seeing through their souls. These miserable hungry souls. Silly men with hungry w
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