All Chapters of His Stripper: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

JUNE"Contact me for a new one." The deep, cold, velvety voice sent shivers snaking down her spine.The man just fumed in the mouth, too intimidated to voice his anger towards Ollie.Ollie's gaze flickered towards her, meeting her gaze and she hated what she saw.Chilling, devoid of emotion with no hint of recognition swirled in its grey depths. As if just a week ago, he hadn’t taken her to Valentina Pyotr's exclusive show, as if the time they spent in the ice cream shop wasn't real. She hated the things she saw in his gaze dearly."Whiskey."June's brain short-circuited, and she just stared at him blankly, her body unmoving and her brain failing to process anything.When he raised an eyebrow, her brain finally caught on. "Right, A whiskey. I'm sorry."With a trembling hand, she extended a glass of whiskey toward him.He accepted without glancing in her direction. "Leave." Her heart plundered at the weight of his cold indifference.Cotton clogged her throat as June turned around and wa

JUNELola barely glanced at her, already pulling her closer to the entrance.“I am not blowing my wallet to get wasted," June said.. "Isn't this a bar, anyway?"“Bar and club.” Lola corrected, giving her a playful nudge. “The bar’s on the first floor. Which is fancy, overpriced, full of people who think they’re better than us.” Her voice dropped. “But the club? Downstairs? That’s where the real fun is.”“Oh?” June’s skeptical gaze roamed the building again. “Still seems way out of our league.”“The bar? Yeah, definitely,” Lola admitted with a shrug. “But the club? Not so much.” She leaned in, a sly grin curling her lips. “And besides, we don’t even have to pay.”June immediately stiffened, unhooking her arm from Lola’s. “I am not committing theft.”Lola burst out laughing, doubling over as a surprised snort escaped her. “Oh my god, June,” she wheezed, clutching her side.June raised an unimpressed brow. “You said we wouldn’t have to pay.”Lola straightened, still grinning, and threw he

OLLIEWhen they reached his car, he finally let her go. June was breathing heavily, probably from fighting his grip.Her eyes flashed with anger and confusion.“What is your deal?" A frown etched into her face."Get in." He pulled the door to the passenger's seat open."I'm not going anywhere with you, Ollie." She staggered slightly, and he had to reach to her shoulder to steady her."It's one in the morning and you are already drunk so get in." June jerked her shoulder away from his hand as she glared at him. "No." She whipped around, ready to walk away from him. With a quick spin, Ollie turned her back to face him.“Trust me I’m doing you a favor right now.”“A favor? You are doing me a favor." Her voice rose an octave with disbelief. "I don't need your fucking favor." Fire of anger burned bright in her eyes.Before he could talk, the buzz of her phone cut through the tension.June's deadly glare didn't waver as she pulled her phone out of her pocket. She answered the call, pressin

JUNEBefore, June hadn’t fully understood the rules of the game she and Ollie were playing. But now, after the constant back-and-forth between warmth and cold, tenderness and cruelty, she did. She had learned the game’s rules the hard way, and if she was going to survive this, she had to shield herself.Ollie was a man who could make her feel like she was floating one moment, only to leave her plummeting into a freefall of confusion. He was unpredictable. One minute, he was all charm and smiles, and the next, he was the kind of man who could make her heart race not from desire, but from the sheer power he exuded. The cold, intimidating force that could have her trembling without a single word.It had taken her a while to figure him out, and to understand how to navigate through their complicated connection. At first, she was confused, disoriented by his constant shifts in behavior. But now, she knew better. She knew better than to let Ollie sweep her off her feet again with his charmin

JUNEHer breath caught in her throat, her heart stuttering as though it had forgotten how to breath, before it resumed with an erratic, almost frantic beat. His words echoed in her mind, kindling an unbidden warmth that spread through her chest like wildfire.She felt herself leaning into him as the world fade away.For a fleeting moment, she almost believed him. She almost let herself fall into the comfort of his words, let herself bask in their warmth, in the way they seemed to fit too perfectly into the cracks of her heart.But reality came crashing down like she was doused in icy water.Coming home to her? No, that couldn’t be right. It had to mean coming back to her body. After all, it had been a while since they’d last slept together. That made sense. That could explain the excitement in his voice. It was the only explanation that fit.She almost laughed at her own foolishness. What had she been thinking? That he was excited to see her?A sigh escaped her lips, and it came with a