All Chapters of Contracted To A Stripper : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lily's POV “How could you, Lily? How did you let this happen? You know the rules for fucks sake” I was trying to think but the Manager's furious voice kept interrupting my already jumbled thoughts.I didn't blame him, I was angry with myself too. How could I make such a big mistake?I unconsciously reached for my stomach and rubbed it slowly. Damn it! I was pregnant again.My mind went to the man who I recently had sex with, or rather the only man I have been having sex with. It was none other than him, Mr William Carter. He was the same man I had my first private session with around two months ago. After that night, it did not end there. This sexy hunk of a man kept booking me for more sessions and of course I agreed for the money. He became my regular customer and in fact my only customer showing up once or twice in a week. I didn't mind it, the sex was amazing every time and it was an additional source of income for me. If anything, I began to look forward to meeting with him un

Lily's POVA woman walked down the stairs to meet us, her eyes were on me the whole time and she had a clear look of disgust on her face. I unconsciously looked at my body, I was wearing a short and slightly revealing gown. Its full length stopped just a few centimeters after my ass and a deep v at the front that exposed the sides of my breasts. It was my typical work outfit so I didn't think it was that bad. Do I really look like a beggar?“Who is this, William? You cannot just bring any random person from god knows where into the house, what if people saw you?” the woman spoke up again. She was taller than me and had some resemblance to William so I guessed she was his sister. Apart from that, there was something familiar about her that I couldn't quite put a hand on at the moment.William had a straight face and didn't look moved at all, instead he cleared his throat and said loudly, “Can I have everyone's attention please, I have an announcement to make?” The woman rolled her eyes

Lily POVThat name rang a bell, a loud one. But it was just a pinch in my memory, where I had heard that name stayed hidden in my memory.“What the hell? Why is he calling me all of a sudden?” he muttered to himself as he stared at the phone, finding it hard to make a choice.William was nervous and just as much irritated. Whoever was on the other end of the phone must have tried to wrangle his last nerve.He stood up to take the call and left the living room. I would have hoped it was business getting him so worked up. I have never seen him so pissed off.However, my mind derailed into what was more important. The headline! I grabbed my phone and began to scroll through social media.Damnit! They were everywhere. Every major blog, bulletin and news site has the same headline. Whoever was leaking this wanted everyone to know.And boy, they painted me in no clean light.“Famous billionaire mogul settles down with a stripper and a single mother.” Mind you, the titles were kept in all c

Damien POVI walked around in my living room, pacing from end to end. My friend was seated on the sofa staring at me, tapping his foot on the floor. “Could you stop already? You're pissing me off with your leg tapping,” I yelled at Lyon. “Ay, man. How can I not get nervous when you're acting like the world is about to end. Seriously, your pacing is freaking me out.” Well, I can't blame him. Me being nervous was something that rarely happened. Besides, Lyon had no idea about what was going on. He looked clueless. I called him over as soon as the news got to me. As always, he showed up like the loyal friend he was. Usually, I would pop open a drink, and we would discuss work, life and the women who had been with us the previous night at the club. But this was not one of those days. There were more pressing issues at hand. “My brother is getting married, man!” I had expected Lyon to scream or match my restlessness, but he stood up and walked to the mini-bar. He grabbed a drink an

Damien POV Sarah returned home at a time that Lyon had gone home. Today wasn't one of those days that I would spend clubbing. I had a more important matter on my hands and the best mood I could be was to be sober. I was seated in the living room occasionally helping myself to a can of beer I had opened. Surely one can of beer was not enough to get me wasted. Okay you caught me! Three so far. It was enough to help me get through the tension of waiting for her to return. Today was the next checkup session the doctor had given us. It was the one where he would give us the way forward and I couldn't wait. Sarah took too long to freshen up but by the time she was done, I was already unto my fourth can of beer. By this time, I was dizzy but still agile and active and ready to receive whatever news they had in store for me. It was a long and quiet drive to the doctor. It felt long because we neither spoke or touched each other. Even the jazz I had asked the driver to put in the backgrou