All Chapters of A Stripper's Nightmare: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Danielle's POVThe results were even more chaotic than we had initially anticipated. Sam had uploaded the pictures into everyone's devices, and the whole school was going wild.Most, if not all of the students had their phones out, laughing and making mockery of what they were looking at. Some of them were showing it to their friends."Whoa!" I gasped, as I watched the reactions on people's faces. Some were just amused, some disgusted and some were just straight up judgemental. It was just like their reaction to me being a stripper, except this time, I was enjoying it."You haven't even seen the best part." Sam said, as he emerged from behind me, his gaze fixed on a classroom, down the school hallway.I watched Jordan come out of the classroom, a very angry and enraged expression on his face. Some of his friends were busy trying to snatch the phones off other students. I could easily see how upset they all were, especially as Mia walked away from Jordan. It brought a satisfied smile t

Brandon's POVI didn't realize that having her this close to me would be a problem. I mean, she was now in my house and I should be happy about that, right?I couldn't bring myself to get a wink of sleep, after my conversation with her, last night. There was just something about her that made me fucking restless. Was it those pair of hazel eyes? Or the sweet strawberry scent from her lengthy, brown hair? Or was it the way that nightgown hugged her body so tight, to the point where I could see the outline of her pointy nipples? Fuck! She was effortless at the art of seduction, and I couldn't tell if she was doing it on purpose or not.All I could think of was how to yank that flimsy gown off her body, and have her all night. However, I realized I had to play it smart with her. I had to earn her trust, as she was a really tough cookie. It only made her more intriguing, as I thought of the many ways I could break her. Those wild, nasty thoughts filled my head, even as I sat in my luxuri

Danielle's POV"Haven't they got hoodies? I really can't wear this!" I said, as I stepped out of a dressing room in a skimpy, red dress."Yes, you can." Brandon said, as his eyes ran down my exposed curves.The dresses were nice and all, but I kept thinking about my plans to run away later today. Wouldn't make sense for him to be spending this much money on something I wasn't really going to be wearing.I wanted to throw a reply back at him, when the owner of the store suddenly emerged with more dresses, making me sigh in exasperation. Brandon just relaxed on a sofa, his legs crossed, as he sipped some kind of tea from a small cup.I went back into the dressing room to change into yet another dress, while Brandon just eyed me with an unreadable expression.Soon enough, I was out in a black, high slit gown. It had tiny straps, and showed off a little more skin. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked... expensive.I took in a deep breath, before walking out of the dressing room, to s

Danielle's POV"Cheer up! We're going to your school, not to the morgue." Brandon said to me, as I glared out of the window of his Tesla.We were both seated at the back, while his chaffeur drove us to my school. It was my first day, going back to school, since the incident with Jordan.I haven't seen Sam in a while, and I guess that was the only thing that made me excited a bit. I didn't like the idea of arriving to school like this though. It was definitely going to get tongues wagging."Boss, we're here." The chaffeur said to Brandon, as we approached the main entrance of Bayard College. My eyes lit up at the scenery, and I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me."You look... stunning." Brandon said, eyeing my outfit with his lustful gaze. I tried my best to ignore him.I never dress like this to school, ever! It made me feel really uncomfortable and open to a lot of stares from people, but Brandon insisted. He said something about me trying to look like a lady that I am. "Pietro wil

Brandon's POVThe fact that she thought she could call the cops on me was very laughable and infuriating at the same time; not her smartest decision."Sit!" I ordered, looking down at a familiar pair of hazel eyes, who just glared up at me in silence.I had dragged her all the way to my room, and shut the door, after she decided to make a scene in front of my men, yelling something about me murdering her father and her bestfriend."I will not sit until you..." She was saying, before I pushed her down on my bed, shutting her up instantly.I dragged a chair from nearby, placing it in front of her, and sitting myself down. Her widened eyes and trembling lips were indications of how scared she really was, but somehow, she still found the boldness to challenge me."You know..." I started, looking into her eyes."You're not a really smart girl." Her face contorted into an irritated frown at my words. I leaned back on my seat, enjoying how pissed I was making her."If you had called the cop