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The Don’s Indebted Stripper 36. RUINED ME
OWEN"Come to my room. Now." I walked towards my room without looking back to see if she was following and only stopped when I was inside, only to shut the door behind her."What happened tonight?" The question came at once, and she looked up at me as though she was confused by it. I did not like the look in her eyes. It was distant, almost like she was not here completely.If I did not already hold her in some sort of high regard, I would have concluded she was doing drugs. "From the beginning?" She asked softly, her teary eyes uncertain. "From the beginning, Mae. Sit." I ordered as I went to sit on the long couch myself. She sat beside me and started,"A guy tried to grope me at the club, and I was not in the mood for that so I ran off…" She turned to me as if to gauge my reaction but I was sure she would see nothing. I wondered when she would stop searching for these emotions—I was as nonchalant as they came.But it did not mean I was not affected by her confession… in fact, I s
Last Updated : 2025-01-04The Don’s Indebted Stripper 37. SHELTER
MAEI woke up the next morning in a strange bed after falling asleep on Owen's chair in his chambers at Casa Eleganza. The realization hit me like cold water.I sat up, looking around and trying to make sense of where I was. I felt groggy and disoriented, my body heavy like I’d been run over by a truck. It took a few seconds for my brain to kick into gear. This was not my apartment and it also was not Owen’s room at Casa Eleganza. Then where was I?The air felt thick, and my skin prickled with sweat. I winced as my head pounding like I was going through a bad hangover. My mouth was dry, and my hands felt clammy as I rubbed at my face. Something wasn't right. I had never felt this restless and tired even after waking up before."Oh… Oh fuck…" I murmured when it hit me—I'd not taken the damn pill last night. It had been three days since I had not taken it now, and the withdrawal symptoms were getting serious.I cursed under my breath, my heart thudding in my chest. Missing a dose was l
Last Updated : 2025-01-05The Don’s Indebted Stripper 38. TEMPTING
OWENShe ignored me for the next few days. Just asked for her pills once and then ignored me for the entire day when I told her no. How did this woman come from being so fierce and full of life to being so numb and quiet.Her eyes were no longer the stormy greens I had gotten used to. They were now a pale replica… boring and distant.My ego and pride was holding me back from trying to engage in a proper conversation with her. In my defense, she could not exactly stand my presence.Today, I entered her room with a box containing clothes and jewelry and some shoes. Usually, I would throw a party for my birthday which would be combined with the launch of a new business normally, or showing off a new achievement.I wanted none of those tonight. Last minute, I decided I could spend the night with Mae. Marco would aim at me with his gun if he heard of this because he would definitely think I was possessed by some imposter, but every passing day, all I wanted was to be around this Mae woman
Last Updated : 2025-01-07The Don’s Indebted Stripper 39. HOLDING BACK
MAE"Fuck me and get this over with." I demanded, my legs shaking mildly under me. His eyes on me were like hot coal, with an intensity that made my breath catch. His silence only made the tension between us thicker, the air practically crackling with it. He took a step closer, his jaw tightening. "Don't say shit you don't mean, Mae. There is a reason I have been holding back. Despite your tough exterior, you cannot handle a man like me, and despite the fact that I am the city's most feared monster, I cannot handle any more of your hate." His voice was low, a growl that sent shivers up my spine. I lifted my chin defiantly, refusing to back down. "You’ve been looking at me like you want to devour me, Owen. You cannot tell me you just respect my feelings so much that you cannot fuck me. What is it, really? Afraid I can’t handle you?" His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist and yanking me closer. I gasped as my bare chest bumped against his, my titties literally crushing against his t
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Don’s Indebted Stripper 40. DINNER WITH THE BOSS
MAESaying I was embarrassed would be the understatement of the century. I really wanted to miss that dinner, but I knew if Owen really wanted me to come, he would make sure I was there even if it meant I had to be carried there, kicking and screaming.Okay, and the part I feared most was Owen walking in here and deciding to dress me up for the event. I would not even put that past him. I could not even put anything past him right now.I sighed, going through the box… I even got a makeup pack. How was he even sure I could do any makeup? Was there any rule book that stated that a painter must know how to do some makeup?I was good, but I did not do makeup as well as I painted.After around 20 minutes of doing some light makeup, I stared at myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl looking back. It got even better when I got into the dress.The dress Owen sent was stunning, no doubt about that. It was a deep maroon red dress that hugged my figure without feeling too tight, the
Last Updated : 2025-01-09The Don’s Indebted Stripper 41. GAME ON
OWENI knew the look in her eyes—she was trying to figure me out. People did that a lot, I just did not know how to tell them that the answer was definitely not in my eyes.I smirked lazily, trying to kill the tension. Maybe I was interested in Mae Rivera, but she was right. I could have just fucked her and gotten this over with a long time ago if I wanted. I had a better plan though. She had taken a break now, but I knew Mae was in my club for a reason bigger than paying off her father's debt. She was looking for something or someone. I could monitor her closely and get someone to follow her around too, but I could also get in her good graces, protect her, fuck her when I wanted, get the information I needed.. just to throw her out when I felt like it.She tapped the table, and my attention returned to her beautiful face. No exaggeration, she was fucking gorgeous, this woman. Her skin was perfect and she did not even use those expensive lotions that the other women I hung out with us
Last Updated : 2025-01-10The Don’s Indebted Stripper 42. HELP ME, DAUGHTER
MAEI begged to go back to Casa Eleganza after we were done with the dinner, and Owen hesitated, but finally promised me that he would take me back soon.Two days later, I was on my way to Casa Eleganza. Owen dropped me off in front of the building. I made to open the door after looking around frantically to confirm that no one would catch me out here in his car. I was not ready for the side talks so soon. Owen grabbed my arm before I could leave, stopping me. I spun around, "Owen, I have to go… I mean… Sir Owen…" I looked around now to see if anyone had magically caught that.He laughed, "You do not have to act like you respect me. We are the only ones here."I spun back around to him, "What do you want? I have to go in now…""A kiss."I stared at him like he had gone out of his mind. But he kept staring at me with a straight face, serious as fuck. My cunt was shedding tears at the demand—maybe even before the demand but I still shook my head regardless and scoffed, "I cannot kiss
Last Updated : 2025-01-11The Don’s Indebted Stripper 43. NEED TO SPILL
OWEN"You asked to spare the girl's life. Same girl who wants to help her father bring you down. Here." Marco slammed his phone down on my office table for me to see and I just held his gaze for a couple of minutes before picking up the phone and regarding the screen.I unpaused the video and watched closely as Mae searched around, then took out her phone to make a call. She placed her phone against her ear,"Hello, Liam? Can you find out what's up with my dad? I think he made a deal with the Castellenos." My jaw clenched at the statement but other than that, I showed no other reaction. "He told you? I would have helped but…" She trailed off and then listened to the other person on the phone. Then with a nod he obviously could not see, she carried on, "Dad looked really scared. I want to make sure he is safe. I can't exactly do what dad is asking of me… single handedly take him down, as he is always surrounded with a lot of security, but I can do something else…"She paused and look
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The Don’s Indebted Stripper 100. FOCUS NOW!
OWENI was not supposed to be in Casa Eleganza tonight, but then Marco called and told me he was looking for her.Mae Rivera.Apparently, Carter had caught her making a sneaky phone call and before he could get evidence, she ended the call and threatened to lie against him if he tried to expose her. She ran off, too. Not that I fully trusted this Carter or a guy, but this awfully sounded like something that woman can do; especially after all she had been through lately.I could have left Marco to find her and teach her a lesson… or even any of my snipers could do that, but I had a surprise for her, so I could not do that.As I drove, I tried to shake off the nasty feelings I had that kept screaming in my ear about the fact that she had gone through so much. She should have thought of that before crossing me. I do worse to others, I thought. Why was it a bloody big deal with her? I did not have an answer to that, of course.Finally, after what seemed like years, I parked my car in fron
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 99. SCENES
MAEThe text came an hour later.OWEN: Come to the club. Now.No explanation. No details. Just an order.I stared at the message, my pulse already picking up. He didn’t use words like that with me—not unless something was wrong.I grabbed my jacket and slipped out of my apartment, moving fast. The city blurred past as I caught a cab, my mind racing the entire way.Did Joan make a move?Did Eric?Was I already too late?By the time I reached the club, the bouncer barely spared me a glance before stepping aside. I pushed through the main floor, ignoring the pounding music and the lingering stares as I headed straight for the back offices.Owen was waiting.He stood behind his desk, his back to the door, one hand braced against the edge. He didn’t turn when I entered, didn’t acknowledge me right away.But the tension in the room was suffocating.I closed the door behind me. “What happened?”Owen’s head lifted slightly, but he still didn’t look at me. “Eric met with Javier Castelleno.”A
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 98. FOR YOU
OWENI had watched Mae leave my car that night, her frustration hanging in the air like cigarette smoke. She hadn’t looked back.I should’ve let it go. Should’ve turned the key in the ignition and driven off, let her work through her anger alone.But I didn’t.Instead, I sat there, gripping the steering wheel, jaw locked so tight it ached.She wanted me to give in. To cross that invisible line we’d been toeing for weeks. And fuck, I almost had.Mae had no idea what kind of self-control it took to pull away. To tell her to go home when all I wanted was to drag her into my lap and kiss her until she forgot about Joan, about Eric, about the game she was playing with fire.But I wasn’t a man who made decisions based on want.I made them based on survival.And right now, Mae’s survival depended on her staying out of this mess.Which meant keeping my hands off her.At least for now.Tonight, I pulled out of the alley, steering the car toward the warehouse. Scar and Marco were already waitin
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 97. A CHOICE TO MAKE
MAEThe door slammed shut behind me, and I stood in the alley for a moment, breathing in the cold night air. My hands clenched at my sides, nails pressing into my palms. I should’ve felt relieved. I’d walked away. I had my space.So why did I feel like I was suffocating?I forced myself to move, stepping out onto the sidewalk. The city hummed around me—cars passing, voices carrying through the night. Normal life, oblivious to the storm raging inside me.I needed a drink.And I needed a plan.Eric’s name sat heavy in my mind. If Joan truly believed he was a traitor, then this wasn’t just a warning. It was a test. One I couldn’t afford to fail.But Owen had given me his answer.You don’t touch him.That was easy for him to say. He wasn’t the one standing in front of Joan, balancing on a knife’s edge, trying to prove she belonged. I’d spent weeks playing my part, earning trust. Now, one wrong move could rip everything apart.And Owen expected me to stand back and do nothing?I exhaled sh
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 96. PRETENSE
MAE"You really do not look okay. Are you sure you can still work?" Eli asked me, smacking his lips after applying lipgloss."I have to." I simply replied, going across the room to pick up more stuff. I was really tired—both mentally and emotionally, but I knew I would just be calling more punishment to myself if I simply laid down here."How? Scar is really nice. I mean, everyone here is. I do not feel like anyone here is being forced to do anything. I like the fact that everything is so transparent, even." He went on, and I almost scoffed out loud.He sounded like an excited little kid. He had not the slightest idea of what was actually going on, and though it was dangerous for him, it was a little cute. Better to be oblivious than be traumatized like I was.I got ready quicker, then hurried off to the stage. I did not shut my eyes throughout my performance, because every single time I did, I saw her. I had my eyes wide open as I danced, willing the images to go away.The moment I s
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 95. HESITATION
MAEI barely made it up the stairs to my apartment before I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.My body still felt wired, every nerve on edge. Owen’s voice echoed in my head.I shouldn’t have wanted to go back and see if he’d really lose control.I shoved the thought away, locked my door, and leaned against it. I needed to focus. I had bigger problems than the way Owen made my skin feel too tight. That could be handled later.Joan wanted Eric dead.Tomorrow, I’d have to walk into a job knowing I was either going to betray the man who trusted me or end up dead myself. And no matter which way I spun it, I couldn’t see a way out.I dropped onto my bed and pulled out my phone.No messages. No calls.I didn’t know why I thought he’d check in. He’d told me to go home. Told me to sleep. Like it was that easy.I tossed my phone aside and squeezed my eyes shut.Maybe, if I tried hard enough, I could pretend his hands hadn’t felt so damn good on me.Maybe I could pretend I had
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 94. NEED
MAE"Your father is in the backseat of my car. Tonight, you will either tell me what's going on with you, or he takes a bullet to his head. I'll keep killing everyone you love until you decide if this secret you are keeping from me is really worth losing so much." Owen whispered, just as his big hand released my ass, going up to my hip instead.I pushed his hands off me completely, shock taking over my features. "Wait. What did you just say?""The exact same thing you heard. Get dressed and come with me."I did not have to be told twice. I rushed into the closet and just threw on a shirt like nightgown that stopped just above my knees then some lace panties.I had just stepped out of the closet to meet Owen leaning by the door when he thundered,"Get back inside and wear something else. I did not ask you to come with me so you can strip for your father." I opened my mouth and closed it like a fish, then looked around in search of anything I could just throw on."But it's covered…" I
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 93. UNRESOLVED WANT
MAEI didn’t let myself think until I was back in the car.Amelia drove in silence, her grip tight on the wheel, knuckles white. She hadn’t said a word since we left Joan’s estate. Maybe she was waiting to see how I’d react. Maybe she was testing me just as much as Joan was.I didn’t give her anything.Eric.The name burned in my head.He was one of Owen’s men—trusted, loyal, someone who had been by his side for years. If Joan had put him on that list, it meant one of two things. Either Eric was playing both sides, or Joan only thought he was.Either way, this was a problem.A big one.And Owen needed to know.I reached into my jacket pocket, fingers brushing against the earpiece Owen had given me. A reminder of his voice, the way he had told me to be careful. I wanted to use it, to hear him tell me he had a plan, that he already knew, that he would fix this before I had to.But I couldn’t.Not here. Not now.Amelia’s sharp eyes flickered to me. “You alright?”I nodded once. “Yeah.”S
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 92. TRUST… TRUST WHO?
MAEThe moment I stepped out of the car, the air felt different.Colder. Heavier.Amelia stood by the entrance, her arms crossed, face blank. No warmth, no hesitation—just business. She barely looked at me before turning on her heel. “Follow me.”I did.My pulse was steady, but my hands weren’t. I curled my fingers into fists to stop them from shaking. Owen’s words played over in my head. If anything feels off—get out.I didn’t plan on getting out. Not yet.We walked through a back entrance, the air thick with cigarette smoke. Joan’s men were everywhere. Some played cards. Others leaned against the walls, watching me like I was already a ghost.I kept my head high, my steps even. Fear would get me killed here.We reached the main hall. Joan was sitting at the center table, a glass of whiskey in one hand, a knife in the other. He was carving something into the wood, deep, slow strokes. He didn’t look up.“You’re late,” he said.Amelia stiffened beside me. “Traffic.”Joan finally glance
