All Chapters of A Stripper's Nightmare: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Brandon's POV[Flashback- Years ago]I picked the wrong person to rob. I was new to this town, and that was the only way I could think of surviving. A veil was currently pulled over my head, and a gag in my mouth, as I was being dragged roughly, down a flight of stairs. I stumbled several times, as I was weak, hungry, scared and confused.The police were currently looking for me in Las Vegas, after I murdered that woman, and I was damn sure these men weren't the police. I kept struggling and trying to fight them off as much as I could, but I didn't really have much strength left.They suddenly threw me onto a hard surface, making me hit my head. I was so confused, because I couldn't really feel anything, not even my limbs. I was confused as to how I was even able to move them, and this would usually happen to me every once in a while, for weeks. One time, I was bleeding profusely from my right arm, as a result of being stabbed, but I really couldn't feel it.I sat up on the floor, fe

Brandon's POVI had no intentions of staying in the same space with Danielle tonight, but I still couldn't help it. I was ashamed of myself, and felt very undeserving of the type of concern she was showing someone like me. She was a lot like her mother, and in that moment, I had no idea how to act around her.I did the only thing I knew how to do best, which was to appear tough and intimidating, but somehow, she was still able to see through me. She scared me and mesmerized me in such a way that I never thought was possible. I wasn't used to feeling that way about anybody, but then again, this was Danielle.When I returned to the suite, I found her fast asleep on a couch in the living room. She must have been there for a while, waiting for me to come back. I instantly felt bad for how I talked to her.Walking right to where she was lying, I brushed some tendrils of hair from her face, causing her to stir in her sleep. It was like her body responded to me, even in her unconscious state

Danielle's POV"Come on, Brandon! Where exactly are we going?" I asked for the umpteenth time today. He simply smiled down at me, as we drove by."If I tell you, I'll ruin the surprise!" He said, before typing furiously into his phone."Ugh! I hate surprises." I mumbled to myself, pouting and folding my arms dramatically. Brandon chuckled in amusement at my antics.He had me waking up very early this morning, throwing on his shirt and packing our belongings out of the suite, just for a freaking surprise? This better be good!The car suddenly made a turn, and a really huge, beautiful gate was opened wide for us to drive in. My jaw practically dropped, as I took in the beautiful scenery in front of me.I saw a huge billboard with a sign that read "Maestro Estate", and at this point, I was bouncing with excitement on my seat. Brandon just kept on laughing at my reaction, but I couldn't help it. I'd heard a lot about this place, but even the pictures I've seen, didn't do it enough justice

Brandon's POV I was beyond livid, pacing around in my living room, while Danielle desperately tried to calm me down.How could I? How could I not have known his identity the whole time? The more I thought of it, the more angrier I became, and I was trying really hard to stay calm, so I wouldn't end up ruining Danielle's day.André. S. Calaveros! How could I not have put the pieces together? The "S" was supposed to stand for "Sam". The answers were right in front of me, all along. "Brandon, please calm down!" Danielle said to me, trying to get my attention, as I paced back and forth."Did you know?" I suddenly asked her, which seemed to take her by surprise."What?""Did you know who your bestfriend was, all along?" I asked her again, causing her to glare at me."Excuse me, I was also as shocked as every other person." She argued, obviously feeling offended by the fact that I was even asking that. I know I behave like a jerk sometimes."Maybe if you listened to me, when I asked you

Danielle's POV"But I'm okay now!" I protested on the phone, as my Aunt Mallory rambled on and on about how I was supposed to be having enough rest and not waking up too early. I literally don't do anything, other than sleep, eat and talk to flowers at the field. Our apartment was swarming with a lot of cooks and housemaids, who were hell-bent on not letting me help out with any chores. I was being spoilt and smothered unnecessarily."Yeah... thanks to Brandon. You need to listen to him or so help me God, I'll be coming over to whoop your ass!" Aunt Mallory threatened, making me roll my eyes. They were all making this such a big deal. Maybe it is a big deal, but I already had enough of their talks, at this point.Brandon stepped into the bedroom, just as I was done with my phone call. His eyes darted around, and he looked visibly relaxed, as soon as they landed on me. I gave him my hardest glare."I see you've had an earful from your Aunt." He smirked."Very mature, Brandon. Very mat