All Chapters of Mr billionaire’s little stripper: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Adriana's POVMassimo hadn't been joking when he said he needed me to dance for him every damn night. At first, I had thought that he’d been joking until he literally made me do it. He was like a walking alarm clock. Everyday, the moment the clock hits eight, he would burst right into my room like someone in a hot chase, and then sit on the couch with his legs spread, giving me a very lustful look. It was the usual… it was becoming quite a ritual.Within that look, I could sense impatience, and in most cases I could also sense danger… a kind of danger that would most definitely consume me whole if I didn't get my ass up to do what he wanted. I reluctantly got up, still holding his stare. I had already worn lingerie under, so I stripped slowly, bending over to remove my pants. The pole was beginning to sicken me now that I looked at it, but I didn't have a choice. I wrapped my legs around it, sliding down the pole to the ground.My legs, most especially my inner thighs were every s

Adriana’s POVThe only thing I could hear aside from myself thinking was the incessant sound of the wall clock ticking. If I said I wasn't cold, that would be a lie. I was cold as fuck, but I didn't think I'd be able to stand up to get under the duvet or even find something to protect me from the harsh weather. Ever since last night, after Massimo had fired the gun and I had been thrown into this room, I had fallen to the floor and that was where I remained even till now. The tears that had dripped from my eyes continued slipping out even after hours and now I could swear that my eyes were already puffy and red even though I couldn’t see them. The silence that dwelled with me that night was sickening and the darkness… was something else altogether. I was so scared, scared of the dark and scared of Massimo that now he had slowly become an object of my nightmares.I was scared of what he would do to me. If he had been able to kill Jack without a second thought, Jack who had worked w

Massimo’s POV“And make sure you ask Micheal to send me those files first thing in the morning! We're behind schedule, Gina." I growled but before she had the opportunity to reply, I ended the call angrily, not wanting to listen to her flimsy excuses anymore. We had been preparing vigorously for a merger that we were trying to get and finally, the meeting was tomorrow. She had called me again this evening after I got home, asking for directions, for the files even though I had told her earlier that day. At the office, I had given her instructions when wewere having our final meeting, but because Micheal and her had been busy eye raping each other during the entire course of the meeting, nothing had gone into one of their ears, making me have to repeat myself which was something I didn’t enjoy doing.I had a long day at the office, trying to make sure that everything went well and was so bothered about it that even after I got home, it was the only thing I could think of. I immediate

Adrianna’s POV“I stood at a corner, feeling completely detached from everyone and with tears in my eyes, but I wasn’t crying because of Massimo this time. I was because I was at a funeral. My mother's funeral.Massimo had allowed me to be here thankfully but had still given me more than enough rules to keep me in plane while we mourned.I could vividly remember the day it had happened, how it had rained heavily and how he had burst into my room as if the devil was hot on his tails. I could remember the look in his face and how I had immediately known as soon as I saw his face. The memory drifted around my head like water vapor and just when I couldn’t take it any longer, I broke down in tears, feeling very terrible. Everything was my fault, I hadn't been there for my mum.I had acted very irresponsible and it put myself in trouble. Fine, I knew I did it because I wanted to save her… I had wanted to be able to afford her medical bills, now see where that has gotten me?If only I had

Massimo’s POVThroughout the car ride, I tried hard not to stare at her but it was difficult not to as her beauty was something to behold. It held me mesmerized.I always knew she had a pretty face because it was quite obvious but little did I know that she was this beautiful when she allowed herself to be; and even though she was barely wearing any make up, she was still looking exceptional.Well, it might have been the color red. I had a weakness for it and so I guessed that maybe it wasn't her but the dress that was making me think so. “It has to be the dress…” I murmured under my breath and when I noticed that she was staring at me in a way that seemed like she was questioning my sanity, I looked away.She avoided my eyes too and I could see how rigid she was around me as she stared out the window the entire time. This was the first time since she would be outside in weeks and so I wasn't surprised that she was using this opportunity to see the streets rather than engaging me in