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The 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
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MAEThe moment Owen was back to my room, I resorted to begging him,"Please… please spare Liam, I promise he’s just a friend. Don't kill him like you killed Isis, please. I forgave you for that, even if it was mostly unconsciously, but I would never forgive you if you kill Liam. He is more than a friend to me." I begged him, my voice shaking.He raised a brow, "More than a friend, hmm?"Oh God…I shook my head no frantically, "No, no, not like that. I swear I do not mean it like that. He… he has been my longest friend, I—""He has a grudge against me. But I am sure you knew about that. Didn't you?" He asked me. I thought of lying but the look in his eyes were too much for that. So I just muttered,"I do not know why… but I promise you, he is not a bad person…"He didn’t respond right away. The silence was heavy, actually dragging on for what felt like hours. “I’m not fucking you tonight,” Owen said finally. His tone was sharp, cold. “I’m too pissed to deal with you, but I’ll be back
Last Updated : 2025-01-24The Don’s Indebted Stripper 53. PUNISHING
MAEI fidgeted all night, chewing on my nails as panic gripped my heart. Owen hadn’t come to the room almost all through that night, and the thought of it was terrifying. I had no idea what he would do to me or to Liam, my poor, innocent friend. The man was terrifying. What if he was making Liam suffer, torturing him in ways that were beyond anything human? It sounded exactly like something someone as insane as Owen would do.“Oh God, save me from this...” I muttered softly, collapsing onto the bed. I closed my eyes, hoping to calm my heart, which was pounding wildly.“You seem comfortable in that bed, especially after what just happened.” A deep voice interrupted my thoughts when it was almost the early hours of the morning, and I jumped out of bed so fast my heart almost exploded in my chest.There Owen stood, his face cold and unreadable. But even without seeing his thoughts, something in his expression sent a cold shiver down my spine. “You keep disappointing me, Mae. Always so s
Last Updated : 2025-01-25The Don’s Indebted Stripper 54. MESSING WITH MY HEAD
OWENI slept with her already. She should be out of my system, irrelevant.That was the plan all along—to have fun with the sexy redhead who caught my attention from day one. I did it, had a good time, so why the hell won’t she leave my head? Because of course, I was lying to myself. All along, I knew this would be more than a one, two or three time thing.I knew Mae Rivera was going to be special. More than just a lay, and now, I was only trying to calm myself because shit was starting to look scary.I took a big gulp of alcohol, trying to calm myself, but it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, thoughts of her kept creeping back in.“Why the fuck does something as stupid as that hurt this much?” I muttered under my breath, the memory of her words replaying in my mind.I wasn’t the type to feel hurt. Pain, emotions—they were pointless, stupid even. But with her, it felt different. For a moment, I wondered if I was losing my damn mind.“The bastard still won’t talk,” Marco said as
Last Updated : 2025-01-26The Don’s Indebted Stripper 55. REPERCUSSIONS
MAE“You have to knock when you enter a lady’s room.” I snapped, wrapping the towel tighter around my body. His reaction was weird, no words, just a look. No, not just a look, pure hunger.And oh, he wasn’t subtle. The bulge in his pants was as obvious as a neon sign, and his eyes? They practically removed the towel around me on the spot. If he were any more desperate, he would be drooling.I cleared my throat, trying to shake off the awkwardness. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “If you have got something to say, just spit it out and leave.”He didn’t answer. His dark eyes slowly raked over me from head to toe, lingering a little too long in places that made my skin heat up. A smirk played on his lips as he shut the door behind him, locking us in.“Are you trying to drive me insane, Mia Cara?” he finally said, his voice low. He slid his suit jacket off with ease, tossing it on the chair like he owned every inch of the room and me. “Standing there, looking like that… a man can onl
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The Don’s Indebted Stripper 61. MARKING TERRITORIES
A FEW MINUTES EARLIER…MAE'S POV“Liam, if you get this message, call me back. We need to talk.” I hit send, my fingers tightening around my phone as I stepped into my room. I needed to know if he was alive. If he was safe. But I knew the chances of him replying were slim. After all, I was screwing Owen while Liam was probably being tortured. Or worse. I felt a sick feeling in my stomach. Did Owen kill him? Did he and his men cover it up, make it look like Liam ran away? I hated that I was even considering it, but I couldn't stop the thought from creeping in. Still, Owen wouldn’t lie to me. He had no reason to. Right? “Oh, nice. You are here.” Eli’s voice cut through my thoughts the second I stepped inside. I barely looked at him as I sank in to the bed, letting out a slow, tired breath. At least I didn’t walk in on the usual horror show—Eli screwing some random man like his life depended on it. Small mercy. “Apparently,” I muttered, rubbing my temples, trying to e
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 60. YOUR FUTURE WIFE
OWEN“Are 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. “Just wondering if you had to let him go for the redhead.”I froze. Surprised by his accusation. Mar
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 59. THE BOSS’S GIRL
MAE“Um, what?” The question slipped out before I could even process it.I felt Owen freeze, like he was trying to figure out the right response. Girlfriend? Owen wants me to be his freaking girlfriend?How? When? How the hell did we get here? Was the sex that good that he thought we should be in a relationship?Okay, to be fair, the sex was good, divine even. I wasn’t sure if i would ever have a better experience with another man. But Owen?He had been with plenty of women. This shouldn’t mean anything to him. So what the hell was going on here?“I am pretty sure my mind is in the right place right now,” he said casually as I heard the shampoo squirt on my head.He massaged the lather into my scalp, slowly, almost like he was giving me a head massage. It felt… comforting.“Are you sure, Owen? I mean, this is out of character…” I admitted.He didn’t respond, just kept washing my hair, rinsing it off with gentle hands. My heart was racing, anxiety creeping in. I couldn’t process any
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 58. BE MINE
MAEThis was insane….way too fucking insane. And all I could think about was how many orgasms my body could handle before it gave out completely. If this was punishment, then maybe committing a sin wasn’t such a terrible idea after all. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. My cheek was pressed against the soft mattress while my arms were pinned behind me with one of Owen’s strong hands. He slammed into me from behind, relentless and unforgiving while bended in a doggie position. "Ahhh, shit," I cursed, feeling every inch of him stretching me to the limit. My body jerked forward with every deep thrust, my ass bouncing against him. "Fuck, Owen!" I moaned loudly, my voice shaking as he delivered a snap on my ass. He gripped my hands behind me tighter, pulling me back into him as though I belonged to him and I didn’t mind. Not one bit. He picked up his pace, his thrusts growing rougher. His thumb found my clit mid-stroke, teasing it gently, making me gasp a
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 57. ROUND TWO
OWENHow much longer could I hold myself back? Watching her spread out in front of me, vulnerable and perfect, was enough to destroy whatever control I had left. Her gorgeous, wet cunt had just been mine to feast on…I loved seeing her like this, her hair scattered across the pillow, some strands clinging to her sweat-dampened skin. Her chest rising and falling, her nipples hard and glistening, practically begging me to take them in my mouth. I couldn’t help it anymore. I needed to be inside her. I needed to feel her wrapped around my cock. I wanted to bury myself so deep inside her that she would scream my name all night until she forgot everything—her own name included. Watching her orgasm had been a masterpiece. she had drenched my fingers, her chest arching as she came so hard I knew she saw stars. Pure art. I dragged my fingers up her stomach, tracing the trail to her breasts, which were on full display for me. I grabbed them softly, just how I had imagined they would fe
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 56. MORE!
MAE“Fuck, what are you doing to me, Owen?” I cried out, feeling his lips against my inner thighs, leaving small, teasing kisses as he moved closer to my wet, throbbing core. He bit down gently on my thigh, his teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me shiver. I bit my lip hard, trying to suppress the moan that begged to escape. How long was he planning to keep me like this? His kisses moved lower, trailing from my thighs until he was so close to where I needed him. He placed another soft kiss on the inside of my thigh, his hands gripping and spreading me further apart. “You know exactly what I am doing, Mae,” he said, his voice low and rough, making me feel different emotions at that moment. “I am making sure you understand one thing, this is mine. You are mine.” He chuckled, the sound deep and vibrating against my skin, right before his lips brushed over my most sensitive spot. The flick of his tongue against my clit made me lose the battle i had been fighting to stay
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 56. MORE!
MAE“Fuck, what are you doing to me, Owen?” I cried out, feeling his lips against my inner thighs, leaving small, teasing kisses as he moved closer to my wet, throbbing core. He bit down gently on my thigh, his teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me shiver. I bit my lip hard, trying to suppress the moan that begged to escape. How long was he planning to keep me like this? His kisses moved lower, trailing from my thighs until he was so close to where I needed him. He placed another soft kiss on the inside of my thigh, his hands gripping and spreading me further apart. “You know exactly what I am doing, Mae,” he said, his voice low and rough, making me feel different emotions at that moment. “I am making sure you understand one thing, this is mine. You are mine.” He chuckled, the sound deep and vibrating against my skin, right before his lips brushed over my most sensitive spot. The flick of his tongue against my clit made me lose the battle i had been fighting to stay
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 55. REPERCUSSIONS
MAE“You have to knock when you enter a lady’s room.” I snapped, wrapping the towel tighter around my body. His reaction was weird, no words, just a look. No, not just a look, pure hunger.And oh, he wasn’t subtle. The bulge in his pants was as obvious as a neon sign, and his eyes? They practically removed the towel around me on the spot. If he were any more desperate, he would be drooling.I cleared my throat, trying to shake off the awkwardness. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “If you have got something to say, just spit it out and leave.”He didn’t answer. His dark eyes slowly raked over me from head to toe, lingering a little too long in places that made my skin heat up. A smirk played on his lips as he shut the door behind him, locking us in.“Are you trying to drive me insane, Mia Cara?” he finally said, his voice low. He slid his suit jacket off with ease, tossing it on the chair like he owned every inch of the room and me. “Standing there, looking like that… a man can onl
The Don’s Indebted Stripper 54. MESSING WITH MY HEAD
OWENI slept with her already. She should be out of my system, irrelevant.That was the plan all along—to have fun with the sexy redhead who caught my attention from day one. I did it, had a good time, so why the hell won’t she leave my head? Because of course, I was lying to myself. All along, I knew this would be more than a one, two or three time thing.I knew Mae Rivera was going to be special. More than just a lay, and now, I was only trying to calm myself because shit was starting to look scary.I took a big gulp of alcohol, trying to calm myself, but it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, thoughts of her kept creeping back in.“Why the fuck does something as stupid as that hurt this much?” I muttered under my breath, the memory of her words replaying in my mind.I wasn’t the type to feel hurt. Pain, emotions—they were pointless, stupid even. But with her, it felt different. For a moment, I wondered if I was losing my damn mind.“The bastard still won’t talk,” Marco said as
