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The Don’s Indebted Stripper 44. PICK SIDES
MAE I wasn’t expecting to see dad again so soon, but then there he was outside the building, right where one of the girls had told me he would be. Everyone had already started looking at me suspiciously.I was here to tell him to never come back here again if he valued his life, but then his face lit up as I walked in, and for a second, my anger completely vanished and I smiled back.But that moment of warmth didn’t last. I could see the strain in his eyes, the tension in his shoulders. Dad wasn’t here for a father-daughter chat. “Mae,” he said, his voice low and urgent, “I need your help.” I dropped my bag on the floor and crossed my arms, looking around, satisfied when I saw that the coast was clear. “If it is the same thing like last time… helping you bring down my boss or whatever… it's a no." He stood, pacing a little, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m in a tight spot. I need some money—just a bit—to cover rent.” I frowned. “Rent? You’re staying somewhere else? Since wh
Last Updated : 2025-01-13The Don’s Indebted Stripper 45. THREE DAYS
MAE"The boss wants to see you." It was the first thing I heard when I walked back into Casa Eleganza.Scar was staring at me with a disappointed expression and I just clocked right away that they had found out about what dad was doing. My heart caught in my throat as I moved towards Owen's office. The guards stared at me quizzically as I walked towards them, and said nothing when I knocked on the door and went in.Owen sat behind his desk with a cigar in hand, wearing just a blank singlet that displayed his sexy tattoos and toned body.He took off the glasses he had been wearing and set his laptop aside. Fuck, he looked so serious, I was not going to escape his wrath at all, from the look of things."Hi." I muttered, my voice shaky. He said nothing, getting up from his seat and walking towards me. I started walking back at once until my back was against the wall. He got in front of me and blew the smoke from the death stick in his hand over my face. I started a coughing fit right a
Last Updated : 2025-01-16The Don’s Indebted Stripper 46. GETTING WHAT HE WANTS
OWENAfter I saved her father's life, Mae had the audacity to start avoiding me, even missing some of her performances so I would not catch her at the club.Did she even realize that I could get her in my room with one single call?I let her play her games, let her avoid me to her heart's content until I was ready for her."She'll be performing tonight at the club?" I questioned, I waited until the club was packed, the lights dimmed, and the crowd rowdy enough to make sure she did not notice me before I needed her to.She stepped onto the stage, her body wrapped in something tight and shimmering, the kind of outfit designed to grab attention. The crowd went wild as the music started, but my eyes were only on her.Her hips moved with precision, her head held high, like she hadn’t spent days hiding from me. Like she hadn’t made a deal that she was trying so hard to forget. I leaned back in my seat, swirling the whiskey in my glass as I watched her. The way she danced was mesmerizing,
Last Updated : 2025-01-17The Don’s Indebted Stripper 49. DO IT!
MAEI could still feel the heat of his kiss on my lips, the weight of his words hanging between us. Every nerve in my body was on edge, every ounce of self-control I had left trembling under his touch. Owen stood there, his gaze heavy and unrelenting, daring me to fight him, to resist. But I knew better than to push too far.He was a mafia boss, the man who held my father’s life—and mine—in his hands. Yet, as much as I wanted to hate him, the fire in his eyes and the way his hands claimed me made it impossible to ignore the pull between us. It was wrong, twisted even, but I couldn’t stop myself. He had lifted me onto the vanity like I was something fragile, something that mattered. It threw me off balance because Owen wasn’t gentle. He was cold, calculated, and cruel. He showed that in the way his fingers pounded into me though. But the way he looked at me now felt different, almost like he needed this as much as I did.And God, I needed it so much more than I could ever dare to admi
Last Updated : 2025-01-18The Don’s Indebted Stripper 50. UNTOUCHED?
MAE"Oh shit, that's not… I thought I…" My voice trailed off, as I got even more and more confused. When I looked back up into Owen's eyes, I could not quite place the emotion I saw in there, but it made me look away, my cheeks burning."Why are you a bloody virgin, Mia Cara?" He whispered, sounding pained, to put it lightly."I'm not…" I answered, truthfully. Kind of, though.He gritted his teeth, "You had blood running down your thighs. What is it then? You're on your monthly cycle?"I shook my head no."I… I do not know what happened, I swear I thought it was gone. I felt pain when I did it…" It was going to sound stupid, he was not supposed to know what I had thought had broken my hymen.He was still really hard and big, so before he could ask any other question, I swallowed and gripped his cock, holding his gaze as I guided him back into my pussy.He gripped my waist in return, then whispered, "You will not be getting a bed of some special night because it is your first time, I w
Last Updated : 2025-01-19The Don’s Indebted Stripper 51. NO LONGER STRIPPING
OWENThe next day, Marco was boring me with details on a debtor, and I was reminiscing on the best fuck I had ever had.The way she’d looked at me last night, her body soft and pliant under my hands but with that fire still burning in her eyes. She was fierce and fragile all at once, and I couldn’t stop replaying every moment in my head. The way she’d cursed me, begged me, hated me, and yet still surrendered—fuck, it was intoxicating.“Are you even listening?” Marco asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. His sharp tone held a hint of irritation, but he knew better than to push me too far. “This debtor owes us over fifty grand, Owen. Do you want me to send Scar to deal with it, or do you have another plan?”I leaned back in my chair, swirling the whiskey in my glass as I regarded him lazily. “Send Scar. If the idiot hasn’t paid by now, he needs a reminder of what happens when you cross me.”Marco nodded, scribbling something down in his notebook. But he didn’t leave. His eyes narrowed
Last Updated : 2025-01-21The Don’s Indebted Stripper 52. DA’ANA POWERS
MAEThe morning after sleeping with Owen, I was more than disgusted with myself. Isis would be so mad at me right now if she were alive, I thought to myself as I headed towards the boutique. I needed to find Scar, needed to distract myself from all of this. She said she had a new lead about my mother, and that was all the motivation I needed to focus on something else. Something that didn’t involve Owen… kind of.When I pushed the door open to the boutique, Scarlet was sitting behind the counter, flipping through a fashion magazine. Her hair was tied up in a sleek ponytail as she focused on the book. “You’re early,” she said, glancing up with a raised brow. “Didn’t expect you until later.” “I couldn’t wait,” I admitted, closing the door behind me and leaning against the counter. “You said you had something.” Scar tilted her head, her sharp green eyes studying me like she always did when she was trying to figure me out. “Rough night?” she asked casually, but there was a knowing
Last Updated : 2025-01-22The Don’s Indebted Stripper 53. JUST FRIENDS
OWENWhen I stepped into Mae’s room for the second night of the intense fucking I had planned for her, I wasn’t expecting to find her wrapped around another man.The sight stopped me cold. She was hugging him, her face pressed into his shoulder like they were the only two people in the world. I didn’t know who he was, but I’d seen him around Scarlet before. Her eyes caught mine before him and she slapped her hand in his back with wide eyes, "Liam!"He stiffened when he saw me, his hands dropping from Mae’s waist. She pulled back too, turning to face me with guilt written all over her face.“What the fuck is going on here?” I asked, my voice low and cold.Liam took a step back, raising his hands. “Hey man, I was just—”“Out,” I snapped, cutting him off. I motioned for the guards standing outside the door. “Handle him. Make sure he understands he’s not welcome here again.”"What? What did I do?" Liam dared to ask. Hmm. I would love to see where this courage stemmed from.Mae stepped fo
Last Updated : 2025-01-23
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The Don’s Indebted Stripper 76. GAMES
OWENIs she really doing this? Playing this little game with me like I wouldn’t notice? Keeping my anger in check was harder than I expected. It was practically begging to be unleashed. I tipped back my glass, letting the alcohol burn its way down, then poured another. “You good, boss?” Ashtex asked, eyeing me like I was a ticking bomb. I didn’t answer. Just took another slow sip, there was nothing but silence in the room. My mind was too busy dissecting Mae’s little stunt. A bridesmaid? She even agreed to be a bridesmaid at my wedding? That was next-level audacity. So she was really okay with the idea of me marrying Amelia? And she was serious about this stupid space?And the worst part? She actually expected me to go through with this marriage like it was a real thing. Like I was some desperate man clinging to Amelia for her father’s power. Please. I didn’t need Don Paulo’s protection to handle the Castellanos. Hell, I didn’t need anyone.I am only marrying Amelia because
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 75. AMELIA LAURENT
MAE“Hmmm, congratulations… I guess.” The words scraped against my tongue like sandpaper, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. I stood still, my body refusing to move, my lips sealed shut after that forced statement. I felt a small pain in my chest, but I swallowed it down. Why did it hurt? This was what I wanted. What I pushed for. So why did it feel like someone had taken a hammer to my ribs? There was no reason to be upset—no reason at all. Amelia’s lips curled into an evil smile. “You call that a congratulations? You sound like you are choking on it. Come on, try again, put some heart into it.” “She is right,” Owen finally spoke, his voice interrupting my thoughts. I almost forgot he could talk. “If you are going to say it, at least make it believable.” My fingers twitched at my sides. Was he enjoying this? Playing some twisted little game with me? I sucked in a slow breath, my nails digging into my palms. Fine. If they wanted a show, I would give them one. "Co
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 74. MARRYING HIM
MAEIs this really how I die? Is this how my life ends, cornered and helpless? Marco? Of all people, why him? What kind of ill luck do I have? And how the hell did he know I was here? He must have been watching me. He never trusts me, not even for a second. I bet he has been keeping tabs on me, waiting for me to slip up. That’s how he found me here. This is bad. Really bad. “I asked you a question.” His voice was quiet, too quiet. The kind that sent a chill down my spine. He slipped a hand into his pocket, his eyes on me. “Who were those people, and why did you come all this way to see them?” I forced a breath, trying to regain control“Just someone who came by the boutique,” I said, keeping my voice light. “He was interested in me. Asked me out. I wasn’t interested, but he’s been… persistent.” It wasn’t the best lie, but it was the only one I had. Marco’s expression didn’t change, his eyes still on me. He didn’t believe me. Not one bit. I gulped and prayed he wouldn’t p
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 73. THE TASK…
MAE“It is not exactly easy doing what you want, but at least I am working on it,” I muttered into my phone, tucked away in a quiet corner I was sure had no CCTV. My eyes flicked back every few seconds, making sure no one was coming. “All you have to do is plant the devices we gave you in his bedroom and office. That shouldn’t be too difficult, should it?” Mike—Joan Castellanos’ assistant replied, his voice as cool and emotionless as ever. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling . “If I don’t do this carefully, I could get caught. And if I get caught, I am as good as dead.” I paused, letting that sink in before adding, “Right now, I am the only weapon you guys have against Owen. I don’t think you want to lose that.” There was silence on the other end before Mike finally spoke. “Mr. Castellanos wants to see you tonight. We will send you the address.” Then the line went dead. No chance to argue. No room for negotiation. I let out a slow breath, gripping my phone tighter. Bug
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 72. SPACE
MAEThe silence between us was heavy. Owen leaned back against the couch, his sharp gaze locked onto me as I paced the room, my thoughts tangled into knots. I could still feel the weight of their stares—the shock, the unspoken judgment. Ashtex’s words replayed in my head like a haunting echo. ‘When you’re done with her, you should pass her over to me.’I swallowed hard, wrapping my arms around myself. “They don’t like me,” I said finally, breaking the quiet. Owen’s jaw tightened. “They don’t know you.” “They don’t want know me.” I turned to face him, meeting his gaze head-on. “Owen, I saw it in their eyes. They think I make you weak.” His brows drew together, his expression darkening. “I don’t give a damn what they think.” “But you should.” I took a step closer, hesitating before reaching out and touching his hand. His fingers twitched but didn’t pull away. “You’ve fought too hard for your place. You just came back, and they’re already questioning things. If they see you
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 71. LUCKY
OWENAre you sure you’re searching right? Because there’s no way he just disappeared into thin air.” I said to Marco, raising an eyebrow as I watched him puff on his cigarette. He didn’t answer, his eyes showing he was in deep thought as the smoke curled around his face.“Funny, isn’t it?” Marco finally spoke, his voice low, almost thoughtful. “Somehow beat five of our men and escaped. I gotta admit, the little fucker’s actually strong, considering we had him beat to a pulp before his escape.”I rubbed my chin, trying to piece together what had just happened. It didn’t add up. But then Marco’s eyes narrowed, and he started staring at me like I was the one hiding something.“What?” I asked, confusion in my voice as I raised an eyebrow, noticing the way he was studying me.He didn’t answer immediately. Another drag of his cigarette. Then, he tossed out the question with a casual shrug. “You pretty sure you didn’t let him go to please your little girlfriend?”I froze. Surprised by his a
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 70. MINE ALONE
OWENMy men were back. They filed into Casa Eleganza like the victors they were, and I could see the easy smiles on their faces, an evidence that they had recovered from those killer drugs, even if not completely, but at least they had done a good enough job.Dave was the first to step in, his sharp blue eyes scanning the room like he was assessing a battlefield. He didn’t look much different, but there was something in the way he held himself—much like he wasn’t carrying as many ghosts as before. Grey entered next, his cigar lodged between his lips, and he was actually smiling, his eyes assessing the ladies in particular.Then there was Ashtex, my best sniper, the man who had held my empire together while I was gone. He smirked when he saw me, like he knew exactly what kind of chaos was about to unfold now that we were back. “The clan is back,” Ashtex said, his voice edged with something between excitement and nostalgia. “The top made men—the deadly three. Even your best sniper is
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 69. MORE THAN SEX
OWENI don’t know where Mae suddenly found this confidence, but I wasn’t about to complain. Without breaking our kiss, I guided her backward toward the bed, flipping her over with ease so she lay beneath me.She trembled beneath my touch, her breath hitching, her body pliant but still radiating the tiniest hint of resistance. I almost smirked. I hadn’t even started yet.Her wide eyes searched mine, hesitation flickering in their depths, but it was layered with something else. Need. Desire.“You’re shaking, kitten,” I murmured, dragging my fingers down her arm, leaving goosebumps in my wake. “Scared?”Mae swallowed hard. “No.”Liar.I reached for the clasp of her bra, undoing it with deliberate slowness. The second the fabric fell away, exposing her to my hungry gaze, she let out the softest gasp. My lips found her nipple, circling it with my tongue before sucking gently. Her back arched, a whimper escaping her lips as my fingers rolled and teased her other peak. She was already unrave
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 68. JUST KISS ME…
MAEI gripped the table, my fingers digging into the wood as Owen picked up the pace. His good hand held me firmly, pulling me closer with every deep, punishing thrust. My breath hitched—caught between pleasure and something else, something darker, something dangerous.“Owen…” I gasped, barely able to get the words out. He filled me so completely, so overwhelmingly, I couldn’t think beyond the sensation of him stretching me open, claiming me in ways that made my heart race.The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, the raw, primal rhythm making everything feel chaotic, out of control.Owen groaned, his grip tightening on my hips. “You feel so fucking good, Mae,” he muttered, voice rough, desperate.God, I felt the same.I tried to steady myself, but there was no slowing down. He drove into me with relentless force, each thrust sending shivers down my spine. My body burned with need, but beneath the heat, beneath the pleasure, there was something else—something I
