All Chapters of A Stripper's Nightmare: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Danielle's POVI let out a groan of frustration at the sound of Brandon's Italian ramblings on the phone. He seemed to be really mad at the person on the other end of the phone, so mad that he decided to disturb my sleep with his loud ass voice.I could have sworn I asked him to leave like a hundred times, last night. However, there he was, shirtless and pacing around my living room, while he speaking on the phone. He was oblivious to my presence, as I was peeking at him through my slightly opened door. I let out an annoyed huff.Finally deciding that I'd done enough staring and peeking, I tied my robe properly and exited the room, walking towards my kitchen for some coffee. I decided to ignore his presence, not even sparing him a glance, as I walked past.He continued with his conversation on the phone, as I busied myself with the espresso machine. Just as I was done making a cup of coffee for myself, Brandon came up from behind me, casually snatching the cup from me and downing the

Brandon's POVI clearly forgot how easy it is to slip out of control, whenever I'm around...her. Danielle had always been good at effortlessly getting to me in a way that not many people would. However, it seemed like she was on a whole new level now.It was true that I wanted to keep her safe, by keeping her hidden but somewhere in my heart, I also knew that I couldn't bear the sight of another man's eyes, roaming her body. I'd already seen enough of that, and poor Mr. Wellington had to pay.No one should look at her lustfully, other than myself!I knew Danielle was probably feeling some animosity towards me, and that's to be expected, after what I've done. If I hadn't killed her mother, she wouldn't have had to suffer in the first place. She would have had her complete family with her, and wouldn't have had to enter a single strip club in her life. Her life wouldn't have been filled with bullies and too many responsibilities to carry.I brought this suffering upon her, and I won't

Danielle's POV"Why the hell would you do something like that? They could have hurt you!" I shouted at Sam, scolding him for the stunt he pulled earlier.He actually admitted to Brandon, that he was the one who suggested we both go to the bar to keep an eye on him and Misaki. Sam also admitted to tipping me off about her, and fleeing the bar, when I got drunk."His men barged into my apartment in the middle of the night. What was I supposed to do?" Sam rolled his eyes, massaging the back of his head with a towel."You deny it, Sam. You fucking tell them that you know nothing!" I argued, frustrated at how easy he was taking this whole thing."If I did that, they wouldn't believe. Besides, I instantly knew I'd get to see you again." He said, rendering me speechless. Brandon had earlier stormed out of the room in anger, followed by his men. He said something about giving me and my friend some time to "catch up", even though he didn't like the idea."Sam...I ... I'm..." I struggled to fi

Danielle's POVThe loud clattering of an object from the living room, suddenly jerked me up from the bed. My eyes were wide open, and I was looking around the room in fear.The door suddenly swung open, and I instinctively tried to take cover under the sheets that smelled strongly of Brandon's cologne."Look who's finally awake!" He grinned, standing in the doorway.The memories of how I fell asleep in the first place, started coming back to me and I found myself struggling to hide my embarrassment. Brandon seemed to be finding everything amusing though."I want us to go somewhere tonight." He announced, making me look up at him with a confused frown. How long was I asleep for?Jumping off the bed, I ran towards the window to take a look. He wasn't joking about it being nightfall already.Brandon let out a chuckle from behind me, making me turn around to glare at him. "What's so funny? You couldn't at least, wake me up earlier?" I snapped at him."Relax! It's not like you had any spe

Brandon's POVMy dance moves were really dusty and out of sync, but she didn't seem to care. From the looks of it, neither of us were good dancers, but Danielle seemed to enjoy when I twirled her around and threw her from one arm to another. Her giggles and laughter were like music to my ears, and I didn't mind listening to it all night. However, as much I wanted to loosen up and enjoy this beautiful evening with her, I couldn't shake off the feeling like something really bad was about to happen. After that night when we got ambushed by the Calaveros, I'd learnt to never doubt my instincts again. Whenever I felt like something was wrong, something was definitely wrong. My eyes scanned the dancefloor, as more couples seemed to be trooping in, making the space a little more crowded."Mr. Romano..." Danielle whispered seductively to me, slowly sliding her hand up my groin area. My eyes widened at her action."...you seem a little distracted, no?" She smirked up at me, while we still m