The Billionaire's Stripper Wife

was no one then. She went to her mother’s room to check if she was sleeping and sure enough, she could be seen fast asleep. She was glad as she did

lier that were digging holes with the way he was ogling her. Those kinds of stares still made

Joe would not let her go after she slapped him. She still had the tiny bit of hope. After all, that was all a person

ofessional dancer, but she had learned a bit of dancing to be fit for the job. Her performa

o get away from Joe had also i

d he help her? How did he know what was going on in the room? She had a

sh grey color and his hair was ash brown. Although it was quite dark in the room where he helped her and outside the club, he could make out his features quite well. Besides, his eyes shone in the dar

her job. He was also glaring at her outfit—not ogling her like

no right to judg

other people. That was why she did not thank him. She felt bad, but she cou

g into her pajamas. She lied down and c

tood up grumpily and went to the kitchen to make herself

ing out her social media sites when she got a

to open the text, but she had to. She tap

make y

o promising! She

as’s

knew Joe could not do anything against him even if he beat him up to a pulp. His grandfather had a powerful empire and tons of influential connections which Joe w

a playboy, but he would never ever go against someone’s wishes and be a dickhead. Although he was ne

ose years of friendship. People called them bu

ow why he was being like that. When he saw her at Joe’s mercy, he felt a rush of anger. He did not want her to be alone on her own such late at nig

t want his help. She d

g him uncomfortable that his precious thoughts were occupied by a mere stripper. She was an exotic beauty a

hone and quickly

e said in a clipped tone withou

ed at the stupid nickname which she liked

ub’s address and ran his car towards the direction. H

as there. Just a few minutes later, she appeared out

ago and they hit it off right away. He was not someone to date and be in long term shit rather he p

eaven whenever they were wrapped around his waist. Her luscious mout

crossed her legs making him take a peek at what she was wearing under

lips over hers trying to get rid of some of

direction of his house. He could not think straight as Tif

the gate for him. He parked his car in the por

e would have the space to do anything he liked. He had not spoken to him after the sce

like for him to live in some stupid apartment when he could live in a m

ed out of his thoughts when she held his

her lower lips. She let out a moan. He could not wait to take her

ncontrollably when he heard t

ice reverberated against the walls of the vast a

ld man who was throwing daggers at him with his eyes. He was embarrassed that his grandpa had

he looked so scared glancing at the shattered

.” He said scratching his head.

e hell you wanted. I have had enough. You have to decide now if you want

who was standing there lo

ith a sigh. She glanced at him

oes his

aper on his face. He was offended by his grandp

per before it could fall on th

e spat in th

per. His eyes widened the more he r

, grandpa?” He

nd enjoy every perk or leave my house without getting a penny. It is for you to decide. I cannot

married. He only had a month’s time to do all that. Otherwise, he would be kicked out of the house without a penny and would not get any

e charge nor get married. That too, within a month! Damn it!” H

asically