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The 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 : 2025-01-23The Don’s Indebted Stripper 54. SET UP
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
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-28The 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-29The 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-30
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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
