All Chapters of A Stripper's Nightmare: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Danielle's POVShe was gone!Aurora was pronounced dead after about 24 hours of fighting for her life, and I still found myself struggling to make peace with that.The doctors said some of her internal organs had been injured, and she lost too much blood. I never left her side throughout, but Brandon? I guess he grieved differently.I was told he went on to buy Lana De Luxe hotel and suites, only to shut it down and put it out of business. I hadn't spoken to him since that night; the night he brought Aurora to the hospital. Carlos told me he was still on the lookout for Juan.Aurora! I could still remember the smirk on her face, even as she struggled for her life. I could still remember some of her inappropriate jokes, as she tried to lighten up my mood, saying something about me having an "ugly crying face". She died protecting me, and that thought took a toll on my conscience. To think that I hated her, when we first met.My hands fumbled with the beautiful pendant of the necklace a

Brandon's POVFuck! Danielle was so damn tight, as I thrusted into her. I kept stopping every minute to ask her if I was hurting her, much to her displeasure. She didn't seem to appreciate the fact that I was holding back even a bit."If you don't fuck me like an animal, I don't think we'd ever do this again." She whispered to me, and that was all it took for me to thrust into her, with more ferocity.She was spread out beneath me, moaning softly, as I drilled her wet, tight pussy. She suddenly grabbed my head, bringing it down to her breasts, and I didn't hesitate to wrap my mouth around one of her nipples, teasing the very sensitive tip with my tongue. Beads of sweat ran down my body onto hers, and she subconsciously rotated her hips, so my thrusts could go deeper. Her insides felt so warm and pleasant, and it took everything in me, not to go over the edge so easily. I've fucked a lot of women before, and I wasn't exaggerating, when I say Danielle felt different. I didn't know i

Danielle's POV"Woah! You own this?" Oliver asked in awe, as he gaped at the massive, private jet before us. "And a chopper." Brandon replied him, a smug aura around him, as he winked at me. I rolled my eyes at his antics."No wayyy!" Oliver exclaimed, running towards the jet, while one of Brandon's men followed behind him, with his few luggage."Ollie!" I tried to call after him, but he was way too excited, not even bothering to look back for a second.I turned around to glare at Brandon, who was chuckling in amusement. Gosh! How can one be so full of himself?"Let the kid be, Mia Cara! You're not his mother." He said to me."Our mother is dead, Brandon." I deadpanned, turning around to walk away from him, but he suddenly held me back."Did I ever tell you how hot you look, when you're mad at me?" His deep, husky voice made my face heat up."I'm not mad at you, I'm ... unimpressed." I retorted, looking away from his piercing eyes."Mmm...we can do something about that!" He mumbled,

Danielle's POVAunt Mallory really hadn't changed much. She was still that grumpy, lonely woman, we had always remember her to be. However, she always had a soft spot for Oliver. I guess it was because of her tragic past.She used to be an officer in the Las Vegas police department, until she was dismissed for allegedly murdering someone. Those were some dark moments of her life, because Aunt Mallory slowly became a different, broodier version of herself. She was a single mother, and she decided to relocate to Ohio with her only son, who later died of cancer.So, I wasn't too surprised when she agreed to let Oliver stay with her. Las Vegas wasn't really safe for him right now, wether we were under Brandon's protection or not."So... what's this thing I hear about you being involved with some... billionaire?" Aunt Mallory asked, as her assisted her in making dinner in her kitchen.I let out a groan, turning around to glare at my big mouth brother, who was grinning at me from the dining

Danielle's POVI tossed and turned on the king-sized bed, unable to get some sleep for hours now. Brandon picked me up like I asked, and I found out he had been staying at a five star suite, here in Ohio. I wondered why that didn't surprise me.The place was luxurious and exquisite, as expected. It seemed to be a little more...homely, and I loved it. However, while I was lying on the bed, Brandon seemed to be either preoccupied with typing away on his computer, or making boring, business call. Jeez! He just never takes a break!I stared at him, as he was sat at a working desk, a few feet away from where I lay. He had his shirtless back to me, and I let my eyes roam greedily, drinking up the appearance of his perfectly sculpted structure. Brandon was a fucking eye candy, and there was just something even hotter about him, when he's buried in work.I bit my lips, as dirty thoughts began to run through my head. Slowly, I brought my hands down to squeeze my breasts, flicking my nipples an