All Chapters of Billionaire's Stripper Doll: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AUTHOR'S POVRain poured down hard on Tobias Ashford, whose black hair were sticking to his forehead covering his chocolate brown mesmerising eyes, that screamed emptiness. The raindrops traced his straight pointed nose and trailed down to his perfectly shaped thick lips, then finally washed over his all black fitted suit.Standing there, he stared blankly at the coffin that was being placed in the grave dugged for Ryan Ashford, none other than his father. He died in the prison two days ago and the cause was heart attack. Atleast, that's what was told to the press but the deep gashes in his dead wrists told another story. He commited suicide.Tobias tried to cry or feel anything, but all he could do was stare at the coffin as the men started pouring wet sand on it. Life was still not done punishing him and he had a whole lot to pay before life and fate decided that it was really enough. Or maybe, Fate and Life wer

AUTHOR'S POV Blood. Lots of blood. He was scared. His heart was thumping against his ribcage. His vision was blurry as the blood pouring down from the wound of his head invaded his left eye. Opening the door of the car, he staggered out. Grabbing his head, he shook it for a few moments before he opened his eyes again and looked at the car in front of him. He could see two people and then blood that was all around the car. All the windows of the car were broken along with the windshield. His breath hitched as he stumbled back. His mind was in a state of numbness where he was able to see, hear or listen everything, but he was unable to register it in his mind. All he could focus on was Blood and Blood. Fear crawled up his spine as his mother's words echoed in his ears. ' You must never admit your mistake. Covering everything up is easy for people like us. ' Blood, Two people, A damaged car. Everything started to

AUTHOR'S POV Tobias Ashford was strange. That was all Hazel thought after meeting him in the cafe. As soon as she told him, her name, he simply nodded at her and then left like she was some evil spirit that he needed to get away from. His reaction to everything was quite different from what she was used to. He was supposed to tell her that he was Tobias Ashford and she was talking about him earlier. Then she was supposed to flatter him but his indifference ruined her whole plan. But it did not matter. She was going to meet him again and he was not going to have anywhere to run anymore. Hazel smiled looking at the huge building in front of her. Tobias Ashford had built all of it from nothing and he had done it in a small time span of only seven years. It was commendable. This success brought him friends and some of the greatest enemies and then there were those competitors.Tho

AUTHOR'S POV Jennifer was unbelievably the same bitchy receptionist Hazel met down, before going to Tobias. Just as Hazel approached her, Jennifer looked her up and down like she was a species to be examined. Hazel pursed her lips and stopped in front of her. “ Sir sent me... ” Hazel started but Jennifer turned away from her without listening to what she was going to say. “ Follow me. I don't have all day. Mr. Ashford asked me to give you the tour in half an hour. ” There was disdain in Jennifer's high pitched voice that she did not bother to hide once more. If Hazel was not here on some top notch mission to steal information, she would have slapped the hell out of this bitch Jennifer. Hazel had an idea about why Jennifer behaved like this. She said Mr. Ashford so dreamily everytime that even a child would have understood that this Jennifer wanted to get to Tobias.

AUTHOR'S POV After the first day at the office ended for Hazel, she made her way to her small run down apartment. She rented this apartment to keep her cover. If Tobias decided to keep an eye on her, he was never going to find anything suspiscious to hold over her head. She was being thorough because she had done this many times before. Five times to be precise. Shaking her head, Hazel entered her apartment and her body instantly stiffened. She could sense someone else's presence in here. Her eyes landed on the figure sitting on the small couch in the living room. Her shoulders slumped down tiredly. She could recognize him from his scent. She could recognize him from just his posture. It was him. Hazel dropped the keys on the table and marched forward to reach him. He did not bother to turn around or to even spare her a glance. She was not important enough for him to be given any attention. She knew thi